Posts Tagged ‘internet drama’

We Are Gadgets

I finished reading Jaron Lanier’s You Are Not A Gadget a few days ago. If you like this blog, you should probably read it. Jaron is an old-school motherfucker with crazy dreadlocks (I could almost smell the patchouli on the page) who I consider to be one of the lost Techno Hippies of the 70s. The only successful one has been Steve Jobs (but he cut his hair).

The book centers around the consequences of our contemporary digital onslaught. The systematic codifying of social and economic life to mechanized processes, and the dehumanization and recontextualization that is happening every day because of it. These are themes I like a lot, obviously, and it’s neat to read the thoughts of an aged and mostly-respected computer guy when they nicely align with a lot of my ideas. However, I think his vocabulary is a bit dated, or rather maybe he’s not very good at coming up with terms for his troubles.

For example, for the first section of the book he talks a lot about “lock-in” and how developing big systems really sucks in the long run. “Lock-in” being the standardization and normalization of computer programs as they get bigger and bigger, but he also means the same defining and codifying of social systems as we make digital representations of them. See? I think I just described it better than he did. My favorite example being the concept of “friend” that has been locked-in to our social systems as a mere basic feature, a hard-link between two person-entities. Friendship is no longer nebulous or ambiguous; it’s locked-in to a certain standard. That standard can shift around a little bit (on Facebook it’s Friends, on Twitter it’s Followers, on Plus it’s Circles) but largely it’s a mechanism that we’ve integrated into our lives quite fully and readily. We have fragmented ourselves across a spectrum of global services. We are dumbing ourselves down because we believe that computers are somehow smarter.

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More Internet Alarmism: Like Buttons

social media makes me feel inadequate as a human. that i can only “like” something, and i’d rather just “like” something than say something. that i’d rather let a mechanization, a normalization, a boiling-down of my feelings codify and signify who i am as a person. or that i have only 140 characters to make a point. some of the best jokes can’t be told in 140 characters. some of the best advice can’t. some of the best memories certainly can’t. what exactly are we gaining with all this shit? we’re gaining laziness. we’re making things easy. many would contend, and rightly so, that the internet is levelling and “democratizing” society, making us all equal contributors in a world which was once one-to-many. I wish it were so; it certainly has the capacity to. but too often, as the internet has proven, the cost of that democracy is a favoring of the lowest common denominator. we lower all standards to make everything accessible. me writing this out doesn’t fit into 140 characters, it doesn’t fit into a “like” or “dislike” button, but it now cannot be read by someone who doesn’t speak english. it won’t be read by a lot of people because it doesn’t exist on a popular platform. it can’t be parsed and optimized and normalized and mechanized as easily, to find out what ads should be displayed alongside it. (if it had ads.)

and if you think this isn’t a serious fucking point that holds some ground, you need to wake the fuck up. you’re being drugged. you’re being subverted, one click at a time. the internet used to be our place, run by our rules, spun to tell our own stories. now it’s corporate-controlled, brought to you by our feverent participation. we got ourselves into this mess, we can get ourselves out before it’s too late, can’t we? imagine if there were actual monetary figures associated with internet use! imagine this bullshit! $9.95 a month gets you facebook, youtube, and twitter. now we’re not talking about limits brought on merely by social convention anymore, but limits brought on by economic forces (see: what adults like to call the market), enabled by our collective inaction! it costs an additional $5.00 a month to get you some livejournal, some wordpress, some nytimes. it costs an additional $10.00 to get international sites like al jazeera and the bbc. right now the favoring of one over the other is largely social, i.e. our friends don’t read Slate, never link to it on facebook, it never pops up on gawker, so why would we read it? why would we even know what Slate is? but when it becomes economic, the lines are drawn even sharper. not only do we not know what it is, we are told we can’t view it without paying a fee. (which is why all paywalls are the stupidest fucking ideas on the internet if you want to maintain any kind of relevance over the next ten years.)

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What’s Wrong: the internet 15 years later

So this guy in 1995 wrote about why the internet will suck. This article was reprinted and reblogged and is going around the web right now and a lot of assholes are feeling pretty smug about “how wrong this guy was” and how the internet is actually quite awesome now. Hold the fuck on for a second, and read the article, and think about it. This guy definitely was not wrong on most of his ideas, and no one should feel good about that. The internet does still suck in pretty much all the ways he describes.

The author immediately refers to the internet (the 1995 internet, mind you) as “trendy and oversold”. It still fucking is. Trendy? See: Twitter. Oversold? See: Google. A lot of what he says the futurists predicted have not happened presently, and what small steps we made (like internet video conferencing and Second Life) are relegated only to either academics (whose careers rely on them) or the most cutting-edge corporations (who don’t mind dumping money on trendy things to appeal to their employees).

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God in the 21st Century

The correspondences between humans and machines has grown obsequiously colloquial. I have often found myself vexed between two similar lenses: the machine asking questions, and the machine as a facilitator of questions. Both situations are troubling, as they increase the negligence of human social utility. I have happened upon myself not yearning for the nuance of human touch, but for an atemporal connection through social media. In the current era, when travel is extensive and our time together short, I can easily gauge why this has become our modus operandi. No longer are we content within walled cities or enclosed habitats: we find ourselves drifting interwork. Time and space have given way to a voidless, infinite creationist unreality. Our transit has forced every association to become zero-indexed and casual. The misunderstandings of youth once gave way to the forced sociality of adulthood. But now we are all trapped in the stasis of networked sleeplessness, beguiled into an aloof selfless digitization of normalcy and causality.

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education: encyclopedia dramatica

[education is a weekly (or once in awhile) post about one or two worthwhile links. sites you should visit, see, hear, just generally experience and appreciate and learn from. I'll write a brief "WHY SHOULD YOU CARE?" along with each one. think about it. analyze it. do you like it? do you not? I want to educate you; as in the latin verb educo, to lead forth, as in I'm leading you away from my site. Hahaha.]

ED is important. It’s a living, breathing Traité de bave et d’éternité. Forget MTV, forget the New Yorker, forget CBGB, forget California, ED is the real culture purveyor of our time. It is an irrational order to the chaos of the internet, without giving in to cheap gimmicks like sites that just post memes or try to capture the moment. ED utilizes the chaos: absorbs it, interprets it, uses it to define itself. ED perpetuates itself without shame.

Put simply, Encyclopedia Dramatica is Wikipedia for trolls. It also focuses primarily on internet culture. It is written in the language of that culture: hateful, rude, awful, distasteful, and unforgiving humor. ED embraces the notion that the internet is not a good place and that’s okay. We prefer it to be a bad place. A celebration in decadence and irresponsibility. A rabbit hole unfit for Disney movies. A malevolent, unapologetic place mired with endless catacombs of self-referential nonsense. A dark foreboding forest to which there is no escape. I could go on with these metaphors, but I’ll try to hold back.

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