It's week eight I believe, and asides all the usual hubbub of university work, being penniless (largely the fault of the fact that I live in Australia >_>), watching movies and meaningless hours spent lingering on the internet at home, enjoying the company of my girlfriend and having crazy, glazed, unbridled sex with Beanie, whom I am only mentioning in this context because -she- happens to be the only person who will read this blog, thanks guys, my university career has taken a turn for the stagnant.
Yes, that's right. I'm growing uncomfortable with the lack of things available for me to do. It's not that I'm bored. I pride myself on being a pseudo-creative who -never- can be bored, and to maintain that consistency I need to strike down the coming storm of lack-of-shit-to-keep-me-content before I actually get to it. So no, it ain't boredom. It's pre-boredom. And the worry is considerably worse.
Anyway, I actually have a task to complete for soon-to-be-Docter-Muir.
We're looking at 3d social chat environments, or as I prefer to perceive them, extensions of the devils own will via virtual alternative realities, and the differences between them and regular old text-based instant messaging programs.
Yes, I quake to think of the majority of the internet community, already bloodied beyond all recognition with the absortion of horrors such as MySpace and YouTube and popular online webcomics, stooped to such a low level of intellectual stimulation by devolving their creative and intellectual capacity with this relatively new, visual interface for instant messaging worlds. There's no doubt in my mind that -some- MySpace bloggers actually have something interesting, albeit coherent, to say. There's no doubt in my mind that some of the content on YouTube is actually worth taking a gander at, worth the trouble of chewing up your bandwidth to observe something truly inspiring. And my girlfriend would probably throttle me if I neglected to say that some web comics have either potential or quality content available. The fact sadly remains, however, that the majority of the internet community is ridiculously immature, lazy, undereducated or expressing chronic symptoms recognizable in cases of downs syndrome.
Every time we add another complexity to our communication the majority of people experiencing that new technological leap seem to devolve considerably. We've all seen how the actual typed english language has been flushed down the proverbial tubes ever since 'txt tlk' and 'IM abbreviations stopd u frum typing propr' came into the forefront of the majority of the masses electronic communications, all evidence of intellectual content and creative inspiration vie the english language has been all but obliterated. I can see now that adding a visual, immersible (to some) 3d environment is going to deface another side of human intelligence. It's all perfectly clear to me - friends meeting up on their favorite alternative reality to giggle incessantly, without pretext might I add, and try and arrange their 3d representations into the most giggle-snort-worthy arrangements.
First we shredded the language, now we're going to dull the mind.
I might be sounding radical, but fuck it, radical people are like rock stars. You either get very high, very arrested, very comatose or very sexed up. All cases wind up dead, believe it or fucking not.
So yeah, I think it's a bad step towards the decent of human communication. It's interesting that I've taken this very blood thirsty perspective to the whole idea of virtual, interactive worlds considering that I frequent as a roleplayer and/or storyteller on several virtual worlds, so to speak. I guess it's because what I do with my peers is so vastly different than what the masses contribute to. I write coherently, without defacing the english language (or so I hope), and create and motivate creative works and stories. I am a storyteller. I am not a giggle-snorter.
That is all. Enjoy your freedom from reading my rant.
-Me4
P.S. Movie quote for the week: 'You'd drink too if you knew the world half as well as I do!" A notable clue might be that to speak this line of dialog you need to voice it with an english accent, and slur it as if you're incredibly inebriated.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
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