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Was I trying too hard to make this mean something? I asked Leah. Was that just buying into the industry's own narratives about itself? I tried to summarize the frantic, self-important work culture in Silicon Valley, how everyone was optimizing their bodies for longer lives, which would then be spent productively; how it was frowned upon to acknowledge that a tech job was a transaction rather than a noble mission or a seat on a rocket ship. In this respect, it was not unlike book publishing: talking about doing work for money felt like screaming the safe word. While perhaps not unique to tech--it may even have been endemic to a generation--the expectation was overbearing. Why did it feel so taboo, I asked, to approach work the way most people did, as a trade of my time and labor for money? Why did we have to pretend it was all so fun? Leah nodded, curls bobbing. "That's real," she said. "but I wonder if you're forcing things. Your job can be in service of the rest of your life." She reached out to squeeze my wrist, then leaned her head against the window. "You're allowed to enjoy your life," she said. The city streaked past, the bridge cables flickering like a delay, or a glitch.

One approach involves looking at three different kinds of bias: physical bias, computational bias, and interpretation bias. This approach was proposed by UCLA engineering professor Achuta Kadambi in a 2021 Science paper.26 Physical bias manifests in the mechanics of the device, as when a pulse oximeter works better on light skin than darker skin. Computational bias might come from the software or the dataset used to develop a diagnostic, as when only light skin is used to train a skin cancer detection algorithm. Interpretation bias might occur when a doctor applies unequal, race-based standards to the output of a test or device, as when doctors give a different GFR threshold to Black patients. “Bias is multidimensional,” Kadambi told Scientific American. “By understanding where it originates, we can better correct it.

Giovanni smiled. "Wow, high tech bonking, how advanced." He teased.

High tech methods, low tech methods, makes no difference to me, a man is still a man, a date is still a date and a male body part attached to the ideal man that makes me scream with pleasure, is still very much a penis, no matter where I actually find it.

Technochauvinism is a kind of bias that considers computational solutions to be superior to all other solutions. Embedded

Race is a social construct but it is often embedded in computational systems as if it were scientific fact.

We understand the quantitative through the qualitative.

The NYC algorithm task force disaster emphasizes that it's important to have the ability to say "no" to the tech if it is not working well or as expected. Few people are prepared to let software projects go; it's hard to kill your darlings after you've written them, and it's even harder to kill your darlings after you've invested thousands or millions into developing them. Everyone making an algorithmic system needs to be prepared to confront the shortcomings of the computational system and of the larger sociocultural context.

Useful innovations like the typewriter, text messaging, audiobooks, remote controls, wide rubber grips on kitchen tools, voice assistants, and closed captioning all stem from designs for disability. "When we design for disability first, we often stumble upon solutions that are not only inclusive, but also are often better than when we design for the norm," [Elise] Roy said. "This excites me, because this means that the energy that it takes to accommodate someone with a disability can be leveraged, molded, and played with as a force for creativity and innovation. This moves us from the mindset of trying to change the hearts and the deficiency mindset of tolerance to becoming an alchemist, the type of magician that this world so desperately need to solve some of its greatest problems.

most 3D printer artists use the tech to create their visions to perfection. You just take existing things and mess with them. It’s like if the Venus de Milo's arms weren’t lopped off, just misprinted. That’s not art. That’s a hack, nothing more.

there, because color is always on

Biologist Carl T. Bergstrom and information scientist Jevin West teach a class called “Calling Bullshit” at the University of Washington, and published a book with the same name. “Bullshit involves language, statistical figures, data graphics, and other forms of presentation intended to persuade by impressing and overwhelming a reader or listener, with a blatant disregard for truth and logical coherence,” in their definition. They offer a simple, three-step method for bullshit detection, which involves these questions: Who is telling me this? How do they know it? What are they trying to sell me?

However, then Kadambi recommends looking at different kinds of bias and deciding what is an acceptable threshold, which is a popular idea among computer scientists but not among the people affected. I disagree with Kadambi on this point. I want to normalize not using technology when the technology is impossible to make fair. “Computer systems can have an acceptable level of bias” is an idea, an argument, not a fact—for the moment, at least. It is contentious. It is presented in this paper as a fact, backed up by the writer’s expertise. This should not have made it through the editing process.

Traditional diagnostic results are the foundation for AI diagnostic systems. AI diagnostics is a fast-growing sector because there is a lot of enthusiasm about potentially using AI in the future. Sometimes this takes the form of claiming to make diagnosis more accurate. Sometimes people are open about their goal of replacing doctors and medical personnel, usually as a cost-cutting measure. The way you figure out what is going on in state-of-the-art computational science is by looking at open-source science. All of the people developing proprietary AI methods look at what’s happening in open science, and most use it for inspiration. Microsoft’s GitHub, the most popular code-sharing website, hosts most of the available code.

One of the people leading the field in algorithmic auditing is Cathy O’Neil, the author of Weapons of Math Destruction. Her book is one of the catalysts for the entire movement for algorithmic accountability. O’Neil’s consulting company, O’Neil Risk Consulting & Algorithmic Auditing (ORCAA), does bespoke auditing to help companies and organizations manage and audit their algorithmic risks. I have had the good fortune to consult with ORCAA. When ORCAA considers an algorithm, they start by asking two questions: What does it mean for this algorithm to work? How could this algorithm fail, and for whom? One thing ORCAA does is what’s called an internal audit, which means they ask these questions directly of companies and other organizations, focusing on algorithms as they are used in specific contexts.

Microsoft researchers developed what they call a “community jury,” a process for soliciting input from stakeholders during the software development process. Community input is not a new idea, but embedding it in business processes as a step to stave off algorithmic harms is a new development.

audit is possible, yes—but it requires the inspector general’s office and the auditors and the audit report-readers and everyone else in the institutional context to have a level of mathematical and computational literacy in order to understand and communicate about the results. When you ask for medical test results, you get a report, and lawyers and activists understand that.

Public interest technology pushes back against this, with an awareness that we need to fund infrastructure as well as innovation. If we are building AI systems that intervene in people’s lives, we need to maintain and inspect and replace the systems the same way we maintain and inspect and replace bridges and roads.

In April 2021, the FTC published guidance on corporate use of AI. “If a data set is missing information from particular populations, using that data to build an AI model may yield results that are unfair or inequitable to legally protected groups,” reads the FTC guidance. “From the start, think about ways to improve your data set, design your model to account for data gaps, and—in light of any shortcomings—limit where or how you use the model.”3 Other tips include watching out for discriminatory outcomes, embracing transparency, telling the truth about where data comes from and how it is used, and not exaggerating an algorithm’s capabilities. If a model causes more harm than good, FTC can challenge the model as unfair. This guidance put corporate America on alert. Companies need to hold themselves accountable for ensuring their algorithmic systems are not unfair, in order to avoid FTC enforcement penalties.

Joy Buolamwini’s organization, the Algorithmic Justice League (AJL), is doing a project called CRASH, which stands for Community Reporting of Algorithmic System Harms. Part of the project involves establishing bug bounties. The concept of a bug bounty comes from cybersecurity, where people can be rewarded by tech companies for finding and reporting system bugs.

realized that I wanted to tell my friend to pretend the grading algorithm was magic, so I could stop explaining in that moment. But I also wanted to push through and explain better, because I didn’t want my friend to feel abandoned intellectually the way I did when the professor got frustrated with me.

I recommend trusting that the reason for an algorithmic decision is some kind of preexisting social bias manifesting in subtle (or obvious) ways. It feels unsatisfying to lack a reason, and that dissatisfaction can fuel a drive to achieve social justice. Tech is racist and sexist and ableist because the world is so. Computers just reflect the existing reality and suggest that things will stay the same—they predict the status quo. By adopting a more critical view of technology, and by being choosier about the tech we allow into our lives and our society, we can employ technology to stop reproducing the world as it is, and get us closer to a world that is truly more just.

After the shoplifting incident, the Shinola store gave a copy of its surveillance video to the Detroit police. Five months later, a digital image examiner for the Michigan State Police looked at the grainy, poorly lit surveillance video on her computer and took a screen shot.2 She uploaded it to the facial recognition software the police used: a $5.5 million program supplied by DataWorks Plus, a South Carolina firm founded in 2000 that began selling facial recognition software developed by outside vendors in 2005. The system accepted the photo; scanned the image for shapes, indicating eyes, nose, and mouth; and set markers at the edges of each shape. Then, it measured the distance between the markers and stored that information. Next, it checked the measurements against the State Network of Agency Photos (SNAP) database, which includes mug shots, sex offender registry photographs, driver’s license photos, and state ID photos. To give an idea of the scale, in 2017, this database had 8 million criminal photos and 32 million DMV photos. Almost every Michigan adult was represented in the database.

If you find yourself using a rationalization beloved of eugenicists in order to rationalize oppression, think again. This is a pretty good indicator that you are not on the side of the angels.

The precedent was a 2011 case in which the National Association of the Deaf successfully sued Netflix because the streaming giant did not provide captions on streaming video. That decision, rendered in the US District Court for the District of Massachusetts, was the first time a federal court affirmed that the ADA applies to internet-based businesses. The next major step forward came when Girma’s team and NFB won their battle, securing access to Scribd’s online library for the 61 million Americans with disabilities.

Sasha Costanza-Chock’s book Design Justice outlines the principles and explores how “universalist design principles and practices erase certain groups of people—specifically, those who are intersectionally disadvantaged or multiply burdened under the matrix of domination (white supremacist heteropatriarchy, ableism, capitalism, and settler colonialism).”12 Design can be a tool for collective liberation. The disability justice movement has taken leadership on this issue.13 The #disabilityjustice hashtag is one place to start learning more; other hashtags for learning about disability include #deaftwitter, #blindtwitter, #a11y, #blindtiktok, #disabilityawareness, and #instainclusion.

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