>>2 With a throbbing headache I'll nonetheless attempt to refute your negativity. I for once welcome the destruction of community, communication, and fixed spaciality. I am very happy that the living experiences of the "older people" and their friendships are being lost to history. You may think that the collapse of the old world is a thing to be grieved over, but it is precisely the opposite.
First of all, the state of the internet is not the cause of the current state of affairs outside the internet, but rather the opposite. The manifestations of alienation and loneliness visible on the internet are solely reactions from the material lived experiences of humans through-out the world. Second of all, social encounters and social relations are not to be praised, because their *social* nature is precisely the nature of *codification*. If we go and stare at the "friendship" of older-generations you will see that in them lies on solution, but merely the problem it-self. It is simply that relationships in the recent-past where better mediated, and now, the social bonds are starting to fold in on them-selves. The bonds of kinship, of class, the dialectic of man-woman -- all of them are collapsing. And this is not the end of the world. It is simply the end of the world as we knew it. Third, communication is crap. There is nothing quite as filthy as watching two people attempt to bounce messages between themselves. It is the dialectic of domination -- the origin of uncomfiness. In fact the opposite of what you propose is true. The less we communicate the better off we will be. The more expression is true subjectification, the more expression and writing and speaking becomes the pure unilateral intercourse of the subject with the world, the less the tyranny of the bilateral bond will tie us like chains.
>>1 OP! There is little we can do, there is little you can do, but at the very least we should not look with nostalgic eyes towards a past that is not yours to take. Things are probably going to get a lot worst before they get better, the crisis in our contemporary world-society cannot be improved, and even if it could improve it would do so only temporarily. But I have in my life felt many consolations. This computer many denounce so much is it-self the source of many of my consolations, the gifter of many powers; and with any power there is danger lying deep within it. But we should not destroy this power, but rather add it to our own.
I want to be stupid, I want to be contradictory, I want to be evil, I want to be immoral, I want to be incomprehensible, I want to directionless and contextless and girlfriendless and jobless, I want to scream at the void with no expectation, I want to tremble with psychosis, to gnaw at myself in neurosis, I want to embrace the hope of the futurists and the dreariness of the nihilists.
I don't want arguments, or explanations, or sciences, or stories, or goals, or conclusions, I don't want to split the world into individual-collective, subject-object, friend-foe, reality-falsehood, thing-image, mirror-window.
PRAISE THE END OF THE WORLD, PRAISE THE VOID, PRAISE THE SUFFERING IN ME AND OTHERS, AND THE SCORN I FEEL EVERYDAY OF MY LIFE BY ALL WALKS OF LIFE.
>>3 And let's be glad it's over, eh? Old chap. What a bore it would be were it endless.
With a throbbing headache I'll nonetheless attempt to refute your negativity.
I for once welcome the destruction of community, communication, and fixed spaciality. I am very happy that the living experiences of the "older people" and their friendships are being lost to history.
You may think that the collapse of the old world is a thing to be grieved over, but it is precisely the opposite.
First of all, the state of the internet is not the cause of the current state of affairs outside the internet, but rather the opposite. The manifestations of alienation and loneliness visible on the internet are solely reactions from the material lived experiences of humans through-out the world.
Second of all, social encounters and social relations are not to be praised, because their *social* nature is precisely the nature of *codification*. If we go and stare at the "friendship" of older-generations you will see that in them lies on solution, but merely the problem it-self. It is simply that relationships in the recent-past where better mediated, and now, the social bonds are starting to fold in on them-selves. The bonds of kinship, of class, the dialectic of man-woman -- all of them are collapsing. And this is not the end of the world. It is simply the end of the world as we knew it.
Third, communication is crap. There is nothing quite as filthy as watching two people attempt to bounce messages between themselves. It is the dialectic of domination -- the origin of uncomfiness. In fact the opposite of what you propose is true. The less we communicate the better off we will be. The more expression is true subjectification, the more expression and writing and speaking becomes the pure unilateral intercourse of the subject with the world, the less the tyranny of the bilateral bond will tie us like chains.
>>1
OP! There is little we can do, there is little you can do, but at the very least we should not look with nostalgic eyes towards a past that is not yours to take. Things are probably going to get a lot worst before they get better, the crisis in our contemporary world-society cannot be improved, and even if it could improve it would do so only temporarily. But I have in my life felt many consolations. This computer many denounce so much is it-self the source of many of my consolations, the gifter of many powers; and with any power there is danger lying deep within it. But we should not destroy this power, but rather add it to our own.
I want to be stupid, I want to be contradictory, I want to be evil, I want to be immoral, I want to be incomprehensible, I want to directionless and contextless and girlfriendless and jobless, I want to scream at the void with no expectation, I want to tremble with psychosis, to gnaw at myself in neurosis, I want to embrace the hope of the futurists and the dreariness of the nihilists.
I don't want arguments, or explanations, or sciences, or stories, or goals, or conclusions, I don't want to split the world into individual-collective, subject-object, friend-foe, reality-falsehood, thing-image, mirror-window.
PRAISE THE END OF THE WORLD, PRAISE THE VOID, PRAISE THE SUFFERING IN ME AND OTHERS, AND THE SCORN I FEEL EVERYDAY OF MY LIFE BY ALL WALKS OF LIFE.
>>3
And let's be glad it's over, eh? Old chap. What a bore it would be were it endless.