"So," says my insufficiently-requited love. "What do you suppose is in Room 101?"
-I stare at her breasts for a moment before I catch myself and avert my eyes. "I read an effortpost about this on _themotte.win.onion_," I say, eyes closed, head tilted upwards. "They have a [transcranial magnetic stimulation](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transcranial_magnetic_stimulation) machine. Big electromagnet tweaks your brain to eliminate your implicit bias. Really cool technology, actually: they trained a machine-learning model on MRI scans of people who got perfect [implicit association](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Implicit-association_test) and [anti-misgendering](/2020/Feb/cloud-vision/) scores, so they knew exactly what pulses to send to fix all your biased perceptions with no side effects."
+I stare at her breasts for a moment before I catch myself and avert my eyes. "I read an effortpost about this on _themotte.win.onion_," I say, eyes closed, head tilted upwards. "They have a [transcranial magnetic stimulation](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transcranial_magnetic_stimulation) machine. Big electromagnet tweaks your brain to eliminate your implicit bias. Really schway technology, actually: they trained a machine-learning model on MRI scans of people who got perfect [implicit association](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Implicit-association_test) and [anti-misgendering](/2020/Feb/cloud-vision/) scores, so they knew exactly what pulses to send to fix all your biased perceptions with no side effects."
"Oh, that sounds _wonderful_," she says, as I look back towards her to sneak a peek at her breasts again. "I want to be cured of my implicit bias! But," she moves her head to indicate towards the door where the officer had taken Shu, "why—why do you suppose they were so scared?"
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