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I remained in school during the duration of the messaging, and although there was a direct line of sight between me and the rest of the class, i felt more isolated. The only thing that kept me perturbed was the paranoia of being probed by adobe connect.  As a result, I left my webcam off and wrapped it with some tinfoil just to be sure. I also felt that the experience was draining as i found myself trying to fix several technical issues. Some of them involved broadband latency and overall connectivity issues.

I also felt that a lot of the time was taken up having to connect and disconnect to some of the classmates, and having to figure out how to fix audio issues. Maybe someday, this software will be able to fix some of the audio feedback loops but even with all of that being said, i still felt that we were but a bunch of talking heads.

On a side note, this reminded me of a talk given by economics expert and self proclaimed 1 per center peter schiff, who brought forth the fact that there were those seeking to make bitcurrency a thing. The only problem was that it was another faux substitution to conventional fiat currency.

The only reason I brought this up was because most of our interactions feel like there is an intrinsic value missing from it, and that those who inhibit this space seek so desperately to derive meaning from it. The proposed solution to the bitcurrency dichotomy was goldmoney, a system which ascribes true value. I’m not sure how this solution could be translated into third space interactions since i feel that this system is still unable to capture the nuances of human interaction such as micro-expressions, gestures and direct proximity.

 

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“Hole-In-Space suddenly severed the distance between both cities and created an outrageous new context for a pedestrian intersection.”

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 Upon reading the following article, i was intrigued, not so much by the performative aspects of the exhibition, but at the fact that the “virtual space” could very well be the answer to further facilitate cultural preservation. We’re living in an ever fatalistic world which claims that diversity is our strength, yet cultural homogeneity and has been proven to promote economic performance and social cohesion.

 The Mcgill university from canada actually ran a simulation which favours Ethnocentrism over humanitarianism, with categorization-elaboration models showing a limit to group performance as diversity is increased to higher levels.

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Another policy analyst by the name of Roy Beck also confirms this, stating that the importation of 1 million immigrants on average since 1990 did little to alleviate worldwide poverty. In fact, the act of doing so actually harms the country’s ability to elevate past the third world categorization, because the future of their country had chosen to leave.

 Fortunately, the creation of the world wide web, and the increasing pool of online information has been one major game changer, with cyber cafes opening a new world of information to the general public, allowing themselves to educate themselves. The most recent example, dubbed  the “virtual space” and the vidphone, is one of the latest additions which seeks to further establish a human connection without the hassles of cross-boundary interference and social stratification. However, this technology doesn’t come without its own set of challenges.

 Kit Galloway and Sherrie Rabinowitz of the satellite arts project worked with NASA to develop the first ever satellite based composite-image dance performance, exploring the financial and logistical advantages of satellite broadcasts over terrestrial microwave or landline based transmissions. More specifically, they explored the phenomenon of distance sensitivity, and how the one second delay caused by signal hops would tremendously affect bandwidth latency and consequently result in awkward interactions. This problem was eventually solved with a more robust fiber-optic network.

 In another example, the Lincoln Center for the Performing Arts in New York City, and “The Broadway” department store located in the open air shopping center in Century City opened broadcasts of each other, and interestingly, relatives from across the state flocked to the screen to see their families. Some had not seen each other in a while, while others, most of whom were total strangers, interacted with each other. I believe that with the end of peak oil, cheap transportation and telecommunication satellites, this would be our primary way of seeing each other again. That is, until the fiber optic fault detection systems become too expensive to maintain.

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 Hopefully for the next assignment, we get to do a little more than collages in mosaic, and add some aesthetic alterations that are more meaningful.

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  “uh… been keeping with the current trend towards making boring video tapes. Bart and I would like would like to make our contribution… we’re not gonna do anything (laughs) at all and we expect that you’ll watch us.
We hope to be in the running for one of the most boring seasons.”

-Nancy Cain

  Before I go on to share my thoughts, I’d like to preface this by stating that I don’t really buy into the counter culture movement. I believe that direction, objectivity and conviction take precedence over “feeling good”, and the fact that the sheer aimlessness of the movement was what led to its eventual downfall and ridicule. Henceforth, this article would be filled with some of my own inherent biases. I would also like to disclose a certain set of biases on my part, due to my recent exposure to some interesting behavioral observations, specifically about certain political views that were also featured in this film.

  Firstly, I would go as far as to say that the concept of pirate television created a revolutionary new platform in which a new marketplace of ideas could grow and be distributed. This was to become the precursor to the online vlogs, and even Youtube, in my opinion. It was a space where everyone could say whatever they wanted, and be cataloged for future references. On a psychological level, there was an inherent level of authenticity, due to the fact that all recording was done straight up without a script.

  Fortunately for someone as curmudgeonly cynical as I am, I would say that at the very least, the footage depicting the black panther movement, the feminist movement and the anti-Vietnam war organizers gave a very interesting insight to the level of hypocrisy, naivete and sanctimoniousness that people were still capable of achieving. We’re talking about egocentric narcissists referring to themselves as revolutionaries! Talk about pomposity.

  Looking back at the things Fred Hampton said, about arming the populace to form a revolution and about retaliation being the only way out, I was reminded of the time members of the black lives matter movement in Baton Rouge Louisiana chanted for dead cops , and  another incident in St. Paul Minnesota. In both cases, cellphones played a role in documenting them without any form of interference.

   As if the director of the movie was somehow aware of my existence, and my sheer ‘love’ of social justice, they decided to top it off in a segment featuring the feminist movement, and what better way to start things off by having them chant about destroying the oppressive capitalist system? Oh yeah. The very system that staved off human misery and brought about one of the most affluent and equitable societies in history is somehow the quintessential oppressive enemy. It’s not as if communist policies and other forms of collectivization have resulted in the deaths of millions. As the clinical psychologist Jordan B Peterson once put it, people exhibiting high disgust sensitivity tend to have a low definition view of politics and human nature.

  I would’ve initially accepted the presupposition that second wave feminists in the sixties were more reasonable,( and I still do to a certain extent, with regards to reproductive rights and official legal inequalities) but alas, the wonderful apparatus of open source broadcasting had indeed shown to be self evident the well-kept tradition of autistic screeching, aka “join us or get off the street!” That sure doesn’t sound authoritarian to me at all.

  Last but not least, we have some wonderful people telling us how bad war is, as if the rest of the world was still holding a “should we not kill people” conference. The only thing missing there was twenty foot tall straw figure in the shape of a being, preferably a man. I would recommend these activists to remove the proverbial rod out of their rectal cavity and do some reading on the effects of the dekulakisation and the great leap forward, particularly in the death toll category.

  Yet, I am grateful that the legacy of open broadcasting exists in the form of Vlogs and live podcasts, if only for the fact that it’s making the world a slightly more interesting place. I’m forever greatful that there are people like Jordan B. Peterson (on psychology), Christopher Hitchens (on religion), Thomas Sowell and Larry Elder (on race relations), Paul Joseph Watson (on postmodernist nihilism), Karen Straughan and christina Hoff Sommers (on true equity feminism) Brigitte Gabriel (on the truth of Islam), and last but not least, Michael C. Ruppert (On energy and peak oil)

  In the past few years, we’ve witnessed the death of most mainstream media, with companies like CNN being exposed by whistle blowers from Project Veritas, and MSNBC being proven factually biased by internet archivists. Hopefully, the internet and net neutrality survives, so I get to see more meaningful content whilst staring in bafflement at other weird shit.

  I told you I had some bias.

 

 

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I would describe my alter ego as an invisible non-entity drifting in and out of places. I’m not sure if it’s symptomatic or causal, but nonetheless I’m more or less in suspended animation. I aspire to be  Henry Darger. An outsider artist few words, but many pages. His 15,145 page novel is called “The Story of the Vivian Girls, in What Is Known as the Realms of the Unreal, of the Glandeco-Angelinian War Storm, Caused by the Child Slave Rebellion”. 

There exist only three photographs of the man, but everything else that is written and cut up into collages is forever remembered in the history of outsider art, yet he made it clear to his contemporaries that his artwork were to be burnt upon his death. Therefore, it is fair to conclude that he produced the purest form of art.

As for the cycling trip itself, I’ve had some experience cycling free-handed, using only my body to steer myself. contrary to popular belief,I feel that helmet weigh me down and interrupt my line of sight. On the other hand, I feel that shoulder pads and knee pads cause a lot of abrasions. I’m okay with people listening to music as it cancels outside stimulus and traffic noise. I would go as far as to say that those rich tossers on their thousand dollar carbon fiber bicycles and migraine-inducing bike lights are more of a threat to pedestrians.

 

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  It was a dark and stormy night, filled with what some may cite as fright. I trudged past the thick topiary and began my forbidden foray into the forest faraway. Though I had a sudden urge to slide down the hill near the hall and film my fall, my phone ran out of battery power, thus ending my saga with soured glower.

  As I stood soaked in sweat and rain, and drained in the brain, i wondered whether this parable paralleled the perils of digital media. Probably, as all this was for naught. With the ever diminishing deadline dawning indeed, I returned, wetter from weather, faring no better than my peers under shelter.

  In conclusion, contemporary camera crews continuously capture captivating classmates clearly, while I barely brought back bread, becoming bathed instead.

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