Let's discuss the frame at 01:19. In SEL's dystopian future, the blink tag
has been one upped by a wave effect throughout the page. Of course this
could have been one of those 100% flash sites.
For those too young and innocent, yes there where websites in the early
2000s composed entirely of flash. This in a era of single core processors
and dial up connections. I would balk at this now, but it was exciting to
load these kind of pages as a kid. Especially "Cyber COM ON IN".
I have already said too much on this topic. We already know better now and
live in very exciting times. Powerful hardware is ubiquitous and cheap. You
can now get an i7 second hand desktop for €140 online. Our challenge as
'sundogs' or whatever is to put a halt to the diminishing returns from the
software industry and extend our current hardware as far as possible in the
interest of not completely destroying the planet.
When I saw circumlunarspace, I was adamant that I would put this poorly
conceived, planned and implemented phlog here, as the site feels like a vivid
experience, not unlike a Gibson or Sterling novel. Without distractions
like colours, white spaces, buttons or links. I can take in the pictures
the phloggers try to paint with ASCII characters and finally experience
something other then another fucking weight loss photo or videogame stream.
Gopher can be our wired, a curated world where we can create the atmosphere
by trying to improve our writing skills alone. As the planet is ravaged
by climate change and our connections become poor and intermittent, we will
escape into these text files and the vivid sights, sounds, smells, tastes they
generate. When bitrot destroy our compressed images, videos and audio, future
archeologists will still scrape strings out our ancient hard disks and tapes.
I'm losing the run of myself.
How Lain felt in the bed was very easy to relate to. Her mind racing through
every experience, almost trying to debug where her life went wrong without
any sort of resolution on the horizon. A world where you kept telling yourself
and everybody else who where only to discover your something you despise.
