the first decade of gregory's new millenium gave cause for some people to celebrate. a small fizzy province in the north east of France is supposed to have done well out of it. what was going on? there was a bug going round faster than rumours - a virus that looked like a computer chip. what was all the fuss about? after smoke signals, beacons, flags, optical heliographs, telegraphs and telephones, was it a new chapter in the breakdown of technological elitism and an end to the media monopoly? was that the sound of the world shrinking? were they celebrating the fruition of the biggest resource in human history?
in the egalitarianism of the blogroll, in the twinkling night of flashy appin' pappin' camera phones and post-hangover photoshop face-lifts, we try our hands at things we´re not very good at.
a network of interconnection, drowning in debates of sticky flummery spewed back and forth between ignoramus and obnox with the intelectualism of a food-fight. hillbillies with computers! hillbillies with computers! that's what we're up against! unending pages of vacuous comments, tallentless pixels and the unedited duplicates of selectiveless snap-happy facebook profiles; worse than gran´s slideshows. a result of the undiscerning abundance of megabits. whatever happened to Bill Gates's prediction of an economical 17kb one-size-fits-all allowance?
stuttering vitriol. capitalised sentences. google whack. the spaces between the clouds get exponentially bigger, so you choose which tube, tunnel, pipe or wire. cathode rays, electron guns - it seems so retro sci-fi. internet cafe time-out.
