Once upon a time, it used to be a compass, but now it’s GPS. Soon, AI will be telling me not to worry my pretty little head about things like direction, that it will get me where I need to go.
PROMPT: Direction
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POEM: Misinformed GPS [PoMo Day 26 – Pantoum]
In one hundred meters, turn right! In five hundred meters, U-turn! Turn left now... Recalculating. In three hundred meters, turn left! In five hundred meters, U-turn! U-turn, now... Recalculating. In three hundred meters, turn left! In one hundred meters, turn left! U-turn, now... Recalculating... Recalculating... Recalculating. In two kilometers, turn right! ¿Debería hablar español? Recalculating... Recalculating. Do you think this is funny, Hal? ¿Debería hablar español? Hal, I swear I'll have an Amber Alert put out on this car. You don't think I have computer friends? You don't think two can play at this game. You want to play thermonuclear war? It's on!
Tiger Riding for Beginners 