Monday, 3 March 2014

Two sides to every coin.....


The second side to a story is something many of us will have a selective perception of, unwitting or not we all love our own point of view and the sound of our own voices. However, we must all at times let the little voices speak and be heard and understood and taken on board for the benefit of all.

Sustainablity is fancy pantsy new Governemnt speak for annoying the hell out of me!

To sustain is to

English definition of “sustain”


sustain

verb [T] (CONTINUE) /səˈsteɪn/

C2 to cause or allow something to continue for a period of time: The economy looks set to sustain its growth into next year. He seems to find it difficult to sustain relationships with women.
 
(Cambridge Dictionary online retrieved 03/03/2014)
 
It is not to...........be environmentally aware, to use less paper, or to own an ipad or to ride a bike.
 
If I choose to be environmentally conscious I would probably not own any of those things on the first place, and would certainly not use a squillion electronic devices to 'make things grenner' when I could just get off my bum and do them myself instead.
 
The sustainble ordering of shopping online via my brand new energy efficient laptop running on windmill generated electricity, using electronic money transfer, waiting for the carbon emmision controlled van to deliver it to me, is NOT being green! Getting up and WALKING to the shop is!
 

 
Our electronic world is literally eating away at our real life 'solid' world, the destruction of land to produce an ephemeral web of pornography, chit chat and pictures of the world it is destroying!!



 

Thursday, 27 February 2014

A Beautiful Nothing? 

It has been a while since I logged on to my Blog and I wonder what has changed in cyberspace....
On the surface not a lot!
Yet dig deep and yes it has!

The internet provides an unlimited edgeless space on which to practice creativity, an empty expanse to plug bikes for sale  
or robotic electronic music.....



Or even just to share pictures of fluffy kittens...

Aacademic M. Nunes wrote in 1995 at the dawn of the internet...

 "In short, the image of free and infinitely increasing information does nothing more than deter the realization that the Enlightenment pursuit of "knowledge" has imploded. "Information" has become a term to describe movies on demand, electronic malls, and expanding numbers of television channels; the media is "accelerating in a void" of the banal (Transparency 3). Increasing sophistication in technology produces more convincing simulations of information and more convincing strategies of deterrence. The fascination of the depthless screen--"the superficial abyss"--keeps us firmly rooted. With a wealth of information, we have no time to realize that we have nothing to learn."

Or in other words.......

The removal of controls, censorship, editorship and obvious ownership on an infinite platform for written literature, has created the simulation of literature, a superficial explosion of words with no depth of meaning or worthwhile insight. 

All voices are held equal and can join any number of conversations and interactions, the internet, rather than presenting a simulation of reality, has provided a space of play. 
Baudrillard (cited by Nones) of course has something very complicated to say on the subject....

The scene/screen of simulation is a "depthless surface" which allows for no play of images between metaphor and the world it (re)presents. For Baudrillard, the screen presents an example of the "satellisation of the real" by achieving the escape velocity of hyperreality: "That which was previously mentally projected, which was lived as a metaphor in the terrestrial habitat is from now on projected entirely without metaphor, into the absolute space of simulation" (Ecstasy 16).

No longer a metaphor for change, the simulated highway of Internet becomes a form of virtual reality. 




So........... this huge chasm of space becomes filled with superficial fluff with all the intellectual weight of marshmalow.


This open postmodern writing does not guide or instruct its readers on its meaning but expects them to draw their own conclusions, any depth of insight contained will be fluid and unsubstantiated by external sources. 

The ability to interact and 'talk' through writing in 'real' time has created  "hypertelic" literature. (Nones, 1995) Writing as a communication tool has been until recently a store of information, an aide to memory, or a device to transfer information at a distance. The internet however has made it possible to write in 'real' time, have a spoken conversation via the written word. Baudrillard called this  "hypertelic" literature. 
    
  The instantaneity of this writing is an obvious source of much of the 'fluffy' literature found on the internet, no one chats to high academic standards without a lot of practice! By nonchalantly writing what we are thinking of as a conversation, we naturally slip in to bad habits, abreviations, bad grammer and lazy vocabulary. 

But is it all bad????


By tearing up the rule book on Modernist meta narratives of high class elitest culture and using the pieces to create a democratized Post Modern pastiche of culture, we have realised Baudrillard's deepest fears  a world of hyperreal simulation filled with  hypertelic communication.

We are all now equal judges and juries of new writings in this hyperspace....... Good Luck!








Monday, 7 October 2013

Robbing shamelessly from the blog James sent us the link to, I have picked out this little nugget...

Technoculture and hyperreality
In his essay of the same name, Frederic Jameson called postmodernism the “cultural logic of late capitalism.” According to his logic, society has moved beyond capitalism into the information age, in which we are constantly bombarded with advertisements, videos, and product placement. Many postmodern authors reflect this in their work by inventing products that mirror actual advertisements, or by placing their characters in situations in which they cannot escape technology.

http://www.newyorker.com/archive/2003/01/27/030127fi_fiction

This seemed to follow my train of thought quite nicely and a lot easier to understand than Baudrillard!

In simply terms, nothing is real, copies of copies are being created infinitum. The information age has just pushed this to the limit and to the forefront of every ones mind, with photography, film and instant messaging forcing itself upon us every where we go.

Pastiche or 'cut and paste' art, music and literature are blooming. The postmodern obsession with 'retro' cannot re make the past it merely apes the bits it liked best. Nauseating teenages carrying retro satchels with pictures of cartoons on they never watched because its retro. No it is not retro it is hyperreal, a reality all of its own not a copy of the past because the past did really exist in that way.



So I think I am at last getting this whole simulcrum thing without all the Baudrillard waffle, phew!!

This to me is the most perfect example of pastiche postmodern music you will ever hear, I hope the link works! (If it doesn't please let me know and I will try it again)

http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=dj+yoda+how+to+cut+and+paste&oq=dj+yoda&gs_l=youtube.1.2.0l10.2548.4487.0.6968.7.6.0.1.1.0.95.518.6.6.0...0.0...1ac.1.11.youtube.ToshX8NKctQ

Sunday, 6 October 2013

Ahhh the satisfying sight of a blank page! The sound of my own voice given room to witter on at my pleasure....I may never shut up!

Begging the question is this my 'real' voice? Or a carefully constructed persona? An online avatar, devoid of my actual personality, lacking in the traits both pleasant and irritating that makes me human.

By carefully constructing an article in which I hope to convey jocular speech with intelligent thought, I am creating a virtual 'ME,' an avatar to roam the web seeking conversation and (lets be honest here) approval for my words, comforting my ego with love and virtual companionship.

I am a sucker for this sort of flattery so have joined many blogs, forums and social networking sites, in order to put my own ten pence into things, creating a slightly different version of 'me' every time.
These simulacra of myself, all contain elements of me, so which one is the 'real' me?

 To try and help clear my confusion I turned to a book Simulacra and Simulation  (J. Baudrillard 1981) And blimey was I mistaken! I have never felt so stupid reading a text in all my life! I didn't even understand the first page, here is a little example.....
.
"It is no longer really the real, because no imaginary envelopes it anymore. It is hyperreal produced from a radiating synthesis of combinatory models in a hyperspace without atmosphere". (J.Baudrillian 1981 p.2)

Ummmmm??

So I tried again and cheated with good old Wikipedia for an answer that I would at least be able to understand!

"A simulacrum is not a copy of the real, but becomes truth in its own right: the hyperreal" 

 (Massumi, Brian. "Realer than Real: The Simulacrum According to Deleuze and Guattari." http://www.anu.edu.au/hrc/first_and_last/works/realer.htm retrieved 2 May 2007)

So.... my online  mini me's are not copies of me but true beings in their own right? This could get complicated..........





Wednesday, 2 October 2013



I saw this story yesterday and I thought this is the result of our global human obsession of being permanently connected to each other. Communication technology has now overtaken the human need for liquid, more vital to our survival than quenching thirst. New Tech is taking over the world and perhaps its time for literature to catch up?!




Tuesday, 1 October 2013

Blogs as a medium appear to me rather like the mist on this foggy Autumn morning, ephemeral, intangible, a fractured non existence. 

Or in other words, down right cloudy!!!

The blurring of the literary lines is obvious, can any of the myriad of works found online be considered Canonical? Would we want them to be? If they have no physical shape or form, no presence on tree pulped paper can they even be considered literature? Are the messages hidden within literature becoming lost in all this fog? Surely it is all a bunch of drivel written by nobodies?!

However if as a race we consider ourselves evolving, becoming more environmentally aware, then surely the medium is all? The out dated, polluting, tree destroying paper back should be banned forever in favour of the green New Tech approach?

After all online literature can reach limitless readership with minimal financial cost to us humans and minimal environmental loss to the planet. No vast printing presses, no shipping containers, no chemical dyes, no fossil fuel burning lorries, no carting of vast amounts of reading material around the globe. A single click of a button transforms your private document into a visual aid more public than any book or newspaper, a million people may view your work within a fraction of a second.

No more will the written world be dominated by a select few publishing houses, demi gods of free speech. Tossing without thought years of toil into the waste paper basket because it failed to come up to their opinion of what a 'book' should be. Authors rejected out of hand over and over because they refuse to be pigeon holed into copy paste literature for the masses.

The internet has created for the first time in human history true free speech. So cheap and easy to operate remote villages all over the world previously cut off from modern technology are becoming connected to this world wide web of wonder and knowledge.
We only have to look at the power of Facebook, Twitter, Youtube and Google in the recent conflicts around the world to see how effective a communication tool it has become. Would the gas attacks of Syria have been discovered without the images of burnt children caught and broadcast on Twitter?  Despotic Government control weakens with every day that passes,as smart phones transmit real time stories of genocide and torture.

This New Tech should not be viewed as a medium without a message, but as a medium with the only message.
Democratisation of the written word is all.





Monday, 30 September 2013

New Tech Literature?

Is our language heading down the toilet?? Or will a thousand monkeys typing at a thousand blogs eventually produce a work akin to Shakespeare?