Why IBM’s Splitting Up Makes Me Forlorn and Hopeful

The existential threat to my sense of belonging to something grand and good. Image made by the author in Canva Pro ‘My granddad worked for IBM’ is what I’ve imagined my grandkids telling their friends. It has the cachet for me of ‘My granddad worked for NASA’ or (unfortunately, due to the slowness of human…

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