This reminds be of a favorite cattle-featuring poem:
In this World
by Wendell Berry
The hill pasture, an open place among the trees,
tilts into the valley. The clovers and tall grasses
are in bloom. Along the foot of the hill
dark floodwater moves down the river.
Neal Stephenson’s concept of ‘amistics’ (http://www.newphilosopher.com/articles/the-art-of-amistics/) comes to mind. This could be a reasoned response to technoagency vs. technopanic. Perhaps a good Chiron is an intentional one…
This is a cyborg environment — spatial experience bolstered by algorithmic data. I call this the Go Experience (https://medium.com/imaginary-papers/let-go-921b7db1c740). The Go Experience seems to have momentum in retail and beyond.
Perhaps this is no contest (at least until our machines can fall in love, laugh at their own mistakes, or get lost in metaphor). Devices like us are singular. https://medium.com/imaginary-papers/devices-like-us-fe9309f85ecb