Capitalism is Artificial Intelligence

Tonight I told ChatGPT that the refrigerator wouldn't shut the hell up. The thing pathetically rumbles in the cheapness of creation in modernity, with constant muffled screams; brgggrr whrrrzzz brgggrrr, over and over again, haunting these apartment floors and walls, suffered by the corporal forms adorning them. Obsolescence looms with an intended vacancy for contraptions and their users in the void of capitalism. Constantly replaced by cheaper and cheaper specs of dust floating around the Sun, expanding and shrinking ever yet, until sucked into themselves by self-created event horizons. After I told the AI the appliance wouldn't silence, it silenced. I hope for we the same.