imago mundi prin GPS aprilie 14, 2008
Posted by cetatean in necunoscutii, travel, will to educate.Tags: artificial intelligence, geography, GPS, world
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Cum arata lumea? Pe verticala sau pe orizontala? Cat vedem din ea? Impartita arbitrar in bucati inteligibile, vazuta prin ecranul unor aparate cu ghidaj de satelit e ea mai reala decat era acum 200 de ani? Am lasat orientarea in spatiu unor masini, unor roboti conectati la o retea de inteligenta geografica artificiala si facem dupa 200 de metri la stanga apoi la stanga pentru ca asa ni se spune. Legati invizibil de maini si de picioare si convinsi tot timpul de incapacitatea noastra de a ne descurca singuri am pierdut orice vointa de a ne gadila simturile pentru a cunoaste. Ne multumim a replica ce iese din difuzorul unui GPS atasat de bordul masinii satisfacuti ca am scos-o pe nevasta din functiune (pastrator al hartii si iesitor cu capul pe geam pentru a pune penibila intrebare, ma scuzati care este drumul spre Voinesti).
Exista o valoare si in a fi pierduti, pentru ca acolo ne gasim, acolo ne confruntam cu natura si iesim invingatori chiar daca numai din cauza zambetului nevestei iesita pe geamul masinii…
Dependenta de inteligenta artificiala ne face mai prosti asa cum si inventiile astea au fost facute pentru … prosti.
I’m stranded at the edge of the world
It’s a world I don’t know
Got no where to go
Feels like I’m stranded
And I’m stranded between that ol’ devil and the deep blue sea
And nobody’s gonna tell me, tell me what, what time it is
Everyday, everyday, it’s hustle, hustle time, hustle time
Everyday and every way, one more, one more mountain to climb
It’s leaving me stranded
In my own little island
With my eyes open wide
But I’m feeling stranded
Every, every, everyday, it’s hustle time
Every way, one more mountain to climb
I’m stranded between the devil and the deep blue sea
There ain’t no where else to be
‘Cept right here and I’m stranded
(van morrison, stranded)
Nationalist Awe Transcending Obliviance aprilie 4, 2008
Posted by cetatean in politica.Tags: NATO
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Ca am crescut din 1997 este clar, desi se pare ca batranii jurnalisti (formatori de opinie?) n-au crescut odata cu noi. Am crescut de cand mergeam sold la sold cu America, am inghitit o gramada de umilinte si am acceptat o gramada de pomeni nemeritate. Cine in toate facultatile mintale ar fi crezut in 1997 (http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9E04E4D91E39F931A25754C0A961958260) ca 2008 este doar la 10 ani distanta? Si ce am mai crescut… Am crescut o generatie (subtire ce-i drept) dar cu tupeu de a se ridica impotriva tuturor, chiar si cu riscul, destul de mare, al ridicolului. In 10 ani exista o media care isi permite sa nu se cutremure la importanta fantastica a evenimentului, sa nu isi filtreze raspunsul prin interesul national. Am crescut, ne-am depasit conditia si mentorii. Am trecut de la politica ce trasa liniile opiniei publice la una facuta impotriva opiniei publice pana la una care se face independent de opinia publica si care lasa opinia publica in pace.
N-am aplaudat NATO, n-am tresarit de mandrie cand Bush a coborat din avion si nici nu mi-a fost rusine cand maidanezii au trecut strada. La 10 ani dupa 1997 mi-am permis luxul de a nu fi deloc interesat de ce s-a petrecut la Bucuresti, si asta e cel mai mare castig al democratiei.
cetateanul necunoscut aprilie 1, 2008
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| The Unknown Citizen | ||
| by W. H. Auden | ||
| (To JS/07 M 378 This Marble Monument Is Erected by the State) He was found by the Bureau of Statistics to be One against whom there was no official complaint, And all the reports on his conduct agree That, in the modern sense of an old-fashioned word, he was a saint, For in everything he did he served the Greater Community. Except for the War till the day he retired He worked in a factory and never got fired, But satisfied his employers, Fudge Motors Inc. Yet he wasn't a scab or odd in his views, For his Union reports that he paid his dues, (Our report on his Union shows it was sound) And our Social Psychology workers found That he was popular with his mates and liked a drink. The Press are convinced that he bought a paper every day And that his reactions to advertisements were normal in every way. Policies taken out in his name prove that he was fully insured, And his Health-card shows he was once in a hospital but left it cured. Both Producers Research and High-Grade Living declare He was fully sensible to the advantages of the Instalment Plan And had everything necessary to the Modern Man, A phonograph, a radio, a car and a frigidaire. Our researchers into Public Opinion are content That he held the proper opinions for the time of year; When there was peace, he was for peace: when there was war, he went. He was married and added five children to the population, Which our Eugenist says was the right number for a parent of his generation. And our teachers report that he never interfered with their education. Was he free? Was he happy? The question is absurd: Had anything been wrong, we should certainly have heard. |
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Asta sunt eu. Cetateanul impotriva caruia nu s-a spus niciodata nimic si care nu a spus niciodata nimic. A acceptat tot, nu a intervenit cu nimic sa schimbe cursul, nu s-a revoltat impotriva cursului, perfectul functionar, vesnic la servici la ora exacta. Si vin dintr-o tara unde toti sunt prin definitie cetatenii necunoscuti ai lui W H Auden. Nu este un repros, nu atata timp cat eu fac parte dintr-o burghezie a gandirii, dintr-o functionarime comportamentala… Suntem toti cetatenii necunoscuti, neinsemnati, cetatenii NE-
Hello world! aprilie 1, 2008
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