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Aren't we happy to be fed. A powerful corporation has turned its gaze upon us.I went to Whitefield to attend OpenAI DevDay. It was at the convention center in Sheraton hotel. I can't remember how I got the invite, but I probably filled a form somewhere. It was an enjoyable metro ride. The light rain formed little streaks on the window that showed overcast sky of outer Bangalore. The soft hum, rain sounds and fuzziness of the station announcements was calming.Everyone in the compartment had wireless earbuds on. It occurred to me how prevalent they are. Those who weren't staring down at their phones and peppering vertical thumb flicks were staring at their feet, listening to something through their buds. I once again tried (and failed) to pinpoint what makes it so unbearable for a person to sit with themselves. Why is everyone plugging themselves into the matrix.Aren't we happy to be fed.I reached the venue and registered. There were a bunch of Americans running the operations and…

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