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      May 29, 2018DriverlessJose A. Alcantara

      At six seconds,
      you are an unknown object,
      a lamppost or a linden.
       
      You are a problem to be solved.
       
      At four-and-a-half seconds,
      you are a vehicle,
      a rickshaw, a go-kart, a horse-and-buggy.
       
      You are a stream of interpretable data.
       
      At three seconds,
      you are a bicycle,
      a ten-speed, a fat-tired cruiser.
       
      You move according to well-researched algorithms.
       
      At one-point-three seconds,
      you are a person
      walking across the street.
       
      You are a cause for alarm.
       
      At time zero,
      you are a dent in the fender,
      a stain on the road.
       
      You are a dip in company stock.

      from Poets Respond

      José A. Alcántara

      “This week, the report was made public that described the accident in which a woman in Arizona was struck and killed by one of Uber’s self-driving cars. I was intrigued by the speed with which the identity of the woman morphed from inanimate object, through a couple of animated identities, and then back to inanimate object.”

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