I, Not-Robot/I, Introvert: It’s Ok to Just be Human

000 It’s August 3rd. I am in a hotel room in West Lafayette, Indiana. Tomorrow, I will graduate with a Master of Science of Education in Learning Design and Technology or MSEd in LDT. It’s a mouthful. Every time, it’s a mouthful. Such a strange concatenation, this odd sequence of words. The easiest way to describe the degree is that I learned how to teach people with computers. It is a gross simplification of learning theory, instructional design, human-computer interactions, and more importantly cyborg-cyborg interactions. I bet when you think of “cyborg,” you think “half machine, half human.” There might be a moment where you think robots in the same shape of a human, but those are androids and gynoids. But that moment will pass, and you will picture cybernetic eye implants that allow for zooming. You think mechanized prosthetic and advanced body plating and a beating brain and heart inside of a metal carrier. Ana Bray, Guardian in Destiny 2 Luke Skywalker’s Robotic Replacement Hand Cyborg from Teen Titans You probably never think of a wheelchair or pacemaker or glasses or cell phone. But if you open the dictionary, there’s a good chance this definition will stare back. cyborg (n) a person whose physiological functioning is aided by or dependent upon a mechanical or electronic device. Strictly speaking. I am a cyborg. Which means, I am human. Which means… 001 #ViewsFromTheSlack

010 I am a child of the Digital Age. Born in 1991, I remember the ushering of the Information Ag…