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He no longer denies all the failures of the modern man

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I sometimes wonder if I'm completely deranged. In fact, it's seldom that I cease to wonder if.

I'm going to speak fairly simply and plainly, just because I'm tired, as usual, and that makes it easier for me.

I was interested to read this article, recently, about the psychologist Dr. Sigman saying that social networking sites are bad for you, because they actually reduce your ability to socialise, and lack of social activity is bad for your health etc. I sent it to a friend in a spirit of "I told you so", not to him in particular, but just to the world in general, and he wrote back saying Dr. Sigman's views were a load of tosh, and that he had no evidence to back them up. Perhaps if Dr. Sigman is specifically targeting social networking sites like Facebook, then he doesn't have much of a case. I'm really actually beginning to think, however, that the Internet has altered the structure of my brain - as some drugs are said to - in an unpleasant manner. I realise that I now find it much harder to concentrate on things than I used to. The Internet is like a new channel in my brain, permanently open, and endlessly distracting. I'm not going to talk at length here, but I do find my relationship with the Internet to be at least partly unhealthy.



I think that one reason people reject such ideas out of hand is that anything new enough, technologically speaking, has now become beyond criticism. Technology is cool, in the same way that Nike trainers once were, or perhaps still are, for all I know. To argue against something that is cool, is simply to make yourself uncool, and therefore you cannot win.

I do not see technology as it now exists as at all benevolent, but closer to the opposite of that. I see it as voracious and domineering. Kurzweil's technological singularity does not excite me as it seems to excite everyone around me. It sickens me with horror that so many should so willingly, droolingly and idiotically scramble to sell their souls, for the sake of being cool, or whatever their generational equivalent is.

I reviewed the new Morrissey album a couple of days back, and I was thinking about the question of whether or not - as some have said - the lyrics are crap. In particular, there are the lyrics from Something Is Squeezing My Skull: "There is no hope in modern life", and "No true friends in modern life". Such lines seem very trite and generalised. And yet, I can't help thinking that, they're just, basically, true. There is no hope in a society that only looks forward to technological singularity. No hope. And no, there are no true friends, only 'friended' Facebook 'friends'.

This was brought home to me (I suppose I mean clarified or something) by a recent Morrissey interview. Morrissey gets so much bad press that even a long-time fan like myself, by mere osmosis, or subliminally or something, begins to take some of it on board. However, every time I see him interviewed (rather than just read it in print), my impression has always been very favourable - the impression of someone thoughtful and frank, not trying to impress. Here's what Morrissey says in the interview, in connection with the song Something Is Squeezing My Skull:

As time speeds up, nothing changes. People become more lonely. And the more they surround themselves by electronic gadgets, they become more isolated and lonely. And I think there'll be a reaction against that.





I hope that there will be a reaction against it. I feel that there must be. I feel that the time is well past at which we must realise that there is more to progress than technology, and that technological progress has actually become malignant, like an ingrowing toenail.

I'm perhaps not the best spokesperson for these kinds of idea, because I tend to express myself negatively rather than positively. Some kind of technology, I think, must continue, but I think it must be a radically different technology than that which currently exists, with a radically different philosophy underpinning it than the current philosophy of Kurzweilian megolamania.

I think that I would like - I have no idea how successful I will be - to devote my creative energy from now on to imagining alternative technologies. I'm not a techy at all, and it's probably too late for me to become one, so I don't think I can help here practically. But I hope that if I can project a different future than that advocated by Raymond 'Cyberman' Kurzweil that it might at least imaginatively open up other possibilities to people.

Technology will not save us. That does not mean we can scrap the idea of technology - though, if we could, that would be fine. Perhaps we just need to save technology from the materialists.

Remote control, of course

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DEPRIVED OF THE VAMPIRIC ENERGY WHICH THEY SUCK FROM THEIR CONSTITUENTS, AUTHORITY FIGURES ARE SEEN FOR WHAT THEY ARE...DEAD, EMPTY MASKS MANIPULATED BY COMPUTERS. AND WHAT IS BEHIND THE COMPUTERS? REMOTE CONTROL OF COURSE -- WILLIAM S. BURROUGHS

I find myself to be a person who thinks with feeling. That is, feeling and thought are for me inextricable. I value feeling, but I suppose I tend to believe the idea put about by some that this makes my thinking weaker. For a moment I would like to reassert the value of feeling. I forget who I'm quoting now, and this won't be verbatim, but I was once struck by a quote that runs something like this: "When a man tells you that you mustn't be sentimental, that's usually because he's about to do something cruel, and when he says that you have to be practical, it usually means that he's going to benefit from his cruelty."

I only intend to make this a short post, as a kind of memo, since I imagine I will add to this theme later (and I've certainly touched on it before). I've been reading about Ray Kurzweil, advocate of artificial intelligence, nanotechnology and so on. My constant feeling response to Kurzweil's words in speeches he makes and articles he writes, is one of being poisoned, like being in the presence of evil. I can certainly articulate this feeling in a rational way, but that's not what I'm going to do here (probably later). I simply want to make a note of this for the moment. So, having exposed myself to a reasonable dose of Kurzweil radiation this evening, I was feeling very sick with the world and with myself. I decided to settle down to some of my 'things to do' and catch up with some reading. I finished a novel and then got round to a book called The Great Turning by David Korten, which I was given recently. There's a quite thorough and interesting, been-there-done-that type review of the book here.

I noticed a few things. First of all, the book is very well written. It is a model of lucid prose, reminding me of my recent ranting about how many people think that being intellectual means having to write so that no one understands. Of course, this is a moronic tendency. That Korten's prose was concise and unjarring, that he was, in short, a good writer, immediately put me in sympathy with what he was saying. Secondly, I noticed that my mood was lifting. Whereas Kurzweil seemed to be closing the future, this seemed to be opening the future.

Now, I've only really just begun Korten's book, and it is, apparently, meant to be the focus of a political movement, and, in the words of someone I know, "I'm not much of a joiner". I'm very much suspicious of movements and groups. Nonetheless, I was interested in this contrast between my feelings towards Kurzweil and my feelings towards Korten. I imagine I will write more on this subject when I have read some more.

I was particularly interested by the idea of ‘walking away from the king', mentioned in Korten's book, since this is exactly the idea that has been revolving in my mind recently, of simply walking away from the manipulative games of those who currently control humanity, of not giving them your energy to feed on. Kurzweil, for instance, would like to present his man-machine future as inevitable, and suck us into his vision. Perhaps that feeling of being poisoned was something like the drain of energy that comes from accepting someone else's version of the world as inevitable. If such a thing is possible, I'd like to walk away from vampires like Kurzweil.