Writing — Lotta

Wessen Daten zählen? Thesis · in progress

Diese Bachelorarbeit untersucht die Bedeutung geschlechtsspezifischer Datenerhebung unter besonderer Berücksichtigung von Frauen und Männern sowie die Auswirkungen, die eine differenzierte Datengrundlage auf Forschung, Produktentwicklung und gesellschaftliche Entscheidungsprozesse haben kann. Ausgangspunkt ist die Annahme, dass viele bestehende Datensätze geschlechtsneutral erhoben wurden, wodurch systematische Verzerrungen entstehen können. Im Rahmen der Arbeit wird analysiert, welche Folgen diese Lücken insbesondere für Frauen haben und inwiefern eine bewusste Integration geschlechtsspezifischer Daten zu präziseren Ergebnissen und gerechteren Lösungen führt. Abschließend wird diskutiert, welchen Beitrag eine verbesserte Datenerhebung zur Reduktion struktureller Ungleichheiten leisten kann.

Human Glitch: The Forming of DIS Essay

A glitch is not a malfunction in any simple sense. It is what happens when a system is pushed beyond the conditions for which it was designed. When the input exceeds the architecture's capacity to process it, and the output becomes something unrecognisable, fractured, and strange. This essay argues that Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID) is, in the most precise and non-reductive sense, the human version of this phenomenon: a psyche subjected to traumatic overload that does not crash but splinters, producing not one self but many, each complete, each distinct, each with their own voice, age, and embodied way of inhabiting the world. Drawing on structural dissociation theory, neuroscience, developmental psychology, and glitch theory, this essay examines how catastrophic early childhood trauma disrupts the normal synthesis of identity, giving rise to a multiplicity of selves that share a single body like simultaneous programmes running on hardware that was only ever designed to run one.

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MIND_THE_GAP.TXT Poem · I

01100010 01100101 01101110 01100011 01101000 // ARCHIVE_QUERY: <where did we put the benches?> [results: one table | [bench] | [counter] ] an<bench>in<sub> // every station now: frictionless. optimal. cold. // mind the gap where the bench used to be. [the body has no metadata it cannot be compressed <forum>— deleted —</forum> <guestbook>— deleted —</guestbook> <midi>— your station playlist has been —</midi>] the bench became a node not worth a spec #error #54: slowness not found </error> #error #55: odd corners not found </error> #error #56: </error> // the gap is not a flaw in the design. // the gap is the design. FILE_SAVE: C:\benches\lost\gap.seat

POEM_OF_IMPERFECTION.HTML Poem · II

<html> <body style="background: #8a8a8a; color: #157300; overflow: yes;"> <div class="-------"> oooo [designed to load on a modem] backbone-link [active]: // I miss the sites that took a moment— // that trembled before they arrived. [sites that shook while loading their homepage] [we watched them find themselves in front of us] <something-trembles-anyway> // a poetic internet is not a nostalgic one— // it is one that admits: this could be otherwise. // that the page could have been different, // that someone chose this, // someone sat with it, // someone left a mark. [when a site takes time it doesn't fail it asks: will you stay?] [we used to answer yes] [now the answer comes before the question] </div> </body> </html> // RENDER_INCOMPLETE — by design.

BUILD_BENCHES.EXE Poem · III

// PROPOSAL: a manifesto in bad syntax // ATTEMPTING: to build something you can stay inside 01110011 01101000 01101001 01101101 01110011 01111001 // [whimsy] — decoded. [build it slow | build it strange | build it warm] [build it | with a chair that waits for you] // the internet evolved: faster / cleaner / colder // lost: the odd corners. the dead-end links. // lost: the spaces between. [build a place that doesn't know where you came from] [build a place that doesn't ask] [build a place you can stay inside] [ without needing to perform] [build it ] [ ] [build it with ] [ ] [build it with seats ] // social.exe running. // presence_detected: [ you ] [ them ] [ the gap between ] <neighbors> FILE_SAVE: C:\internet\benches\new\whimsy.rest // AND THE OLD BECOMES [new] — again, again.

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A New Layer of Self Essay · in progress