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on stalking your ex online: |
Past 2 AM, raining. There was no
one to email, no one to talk to,
simply the company of my own
indwelling self-doubt monsters
and longings ill-becoming my
station. What there was, was to hit
Alta Vista and get into trouble.
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| on digital art: |
We know Art when we see it-- and we don't necessarily want it to be
morphable. If it can become anything, be changed by anyone, be presented in any format, then what's its point?
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| on nabbing an outlaw in the Wild Wild Web: | Ok, so you've exchanged smoky
glances at a CFP bar BOF. Mutual
friends forwarded an absolutely
adorable post he made to one of
the cypherpunk lists. And he
sent you a deliciously inviting
postcard from his favorite
impoverished Caribbean island,
where he hopes to set up an
anonymous-remailer offshore
banking paradise! So what do you
do to tease, please, and capture
the heart of your
technolibertarian?
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| on proposed comedy, 'beverly_hills.com': |
Loving over the wires! Join our group of cool Gen-X kids as they cruise the data superhighway in search of adventure and romance!
Every week, netsurf along with roommates ALICE and XENIA and laugh at the antics of their wild assortment of friends. Melrose Place
meets cyberculture! Max Headroom mellows out by the sea!
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| on technopaganism: | in the goddess-based versions of technopaganism, every incarnation of the divine can be symbolized by female personae:
here there are brainiacs and artists and powermongers, in addition to the more traditional archetypes of sexpot and baby-maker and
provider of harvests. Unlike [in] the great world religions--Islam, Christianity, Judaism, and Buddhism--in goddess-based spiritual practice,
women can express their latent sense of potency without feeling they have to be crypto-male.
The Goddess In Every Woman's Machine
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| on digital evidence: | Beautiful computer-created drawings show, in three gorgeous dimensions, how pollution plumes
spread into underground aquifers. Computer-generated re-enactments demonstrate, with the
simplicity of a Roadrunner cartoon, how two planes trying to land at one airport ram into each other.
Computer-aided diagrams detail how one intricate patentable technology may illegally copy another.
Welcome to the magic kingdom of forensic animation.
guilty! digital animations shake up the courtroom
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| on real democracy: | The Internet, perhaps the greatest instantiation of self-organization the planet has ever seen, evolves in its fractious decentralized way
through the Internet Engineering Task Force, the IETF. Which means, in the cyber '90s, that the True Masters of the Universe are not
freemasons, mergers-and-acquisitions specialists, or venture capitalists but the members of a voluntary association of tech wizards that
create and oversee the technological future of the Internet....
In the IETF, there's a kind of direct, populist democracy that most of us have never experienced: Not in democratically elected
government, where too many layers of pols and polls and image and handling intervene. Not in radical politics, where too often, the
same old alpha-male/top-dog politics prevail despite the countercultural objectives pursued. And not in the feminist collective world,
where so much time is spent establishing total consensus and dealing with the concerns of process queens that little gets done. The IETF
provides a counter-example of true grass-roots political process that few of us have ever had the privilege to participate in, outside of the
backstories about member planets of the Star Trek Federation. IETF group process succeeds because of a profound connection with, and
understanding of, the real world of networking.
How Anarchy Works: On Location With the Masters of the Metaverse, the Internet Engineering Task Force
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| on government-weaned libertarian weenies: | Although the
technologists I encountered [in Silicon Valley] were the liberals on social issues I would have expected
(pro-choice, as far as abortion; pro-diversity, as far as domestic partner benefits; inclined to
sanction the occasional use of recreational drugs), they were violently lacking in compassion,
ravingly anti-government, and tremendously opposed to regulation.
These are the inheritors of the greatest government subsidy of technology and expansion in
technical education the planet has ever seen; and, like the ungrateful adolescent offspring of
immigrants who have made it in the new country, they take for granted the richness of the
environment in which they have flourished, and resent the hell out of the constraints that
bind them. And, like privileged, spoiled teenagers everywhere, they haven't a clue what
their existence would be like without the bounty showered on them.
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| on Paulina's face | "Sad. Really groovy, but sad."
Neil Young, Los Angeles, 1969 (first show without Buffalo Springfield) |
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