I was DISTINCTLY TOLD, in the 1990s, that if we put computers into all the things it would make us all super-smart and super-sexy and super-kind and we would all live in houses made of translucent plastic and acid dance and rainforests and we would specifically NOT become a society of giant raging dumbass jerks selling fake nutritional supplements to Nazis.
There were RECEIPTS. Money changed HANDS.
I wish to complain to the MANAGEMENT.
@natecull My mentor in graduate school once wrote a book that expounded the former.
He now writes books mostly about how money and technology have formed an unholy marriage that is ruining the whole world. He's the most gentle and kind and wonderful human, and the most heartbroken person I know, because not only did he believe, he was one of the *prophets*.
<<a very special moment in our recent history – a moment when anything seemed possible. When an entire subculture – like a kid at a rave trying virtual reality for the first time – saw the wild potentials of marrying the latest computer technologies with the most intimately held dreams and the most ancient spiritual truths. It is a moment that predates America Online, twenty million Internet subscribers, Wired magazine, Bill Clinton, and the information superhighway.>>
@TheGibson @natecull Yeah, I mean, I've been on Mastodon for about a year and a half, and it often still feels like that first breath of potential and connection and the kind of globalism that's about knowing people all over the world instead of exploiting people all over the world. The global village, instead of the global factory, if you will.
As the fediverse expands, though, I've felt the tremors of the other internet, like thunder you can't hear yet but can feel, and it makes me nervous.
I know Susan's thunder is ever present... but we are building something good out here, in the void.
And as our generation ages, it may indeed end up being our legacy that we reclaimed the internet.
Regardless of their rules, regardless of expectation.
Simply because it was good, and right.
I think it's a great goal.
Look, we know the silos are vulnerable... we see it daily now.
People are ready to walkaway from the spying and harassment.
And when the people like us begin to leave, their gears begin to rust.
I want to leave the rust upon their gear.
I want to be the rust upon their fears.
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