Livin' in the material world . . .
The ol' Material Girl notwithstanding, i wish to discuss livin' in the immaterial world. A member started a thread a while back in which he (?) suggested that the computer and the world wide web had fundamentally altered the world by putting us in a situation in which there was more information available than could be reasonably dealt with. I disagreed, holding that the computer and the web simply accelerate the access to and dissemination of information. For those of you who spared yourselves the torture of reading my typically too long reply, my basic thesis is that the human experience in populated places has for millennia been that there is often, perhaps one would be justified in saying, usually, more information than an individual can reasonably be expected to assimilate. Computers and the web accelerate the process, but haven't created the profound change the author of the thread implied. Farmerman posted a reply about graduate students dealing with the vast amounts of "science" made available on the web, separating the wheat from the chaff as it were, trying to dispense with the junk science. My contention would be that junk science has always proliferated, and that prior to the advent of the web, one would simply require more time, and possibly a legion more of graduate students, to sort through the
paperasse. At the end of my post which i had put in before Farmerman's, i had said that the computer is just a toy, and it shouldn't be overrated. I still hold that view, but something our dear lapine friend, the Lovely Miss Lowan, posted, has made me reconsider the significance of the ‘puter and the web in such as concerns an aspect not brought up in that thread. Please understand that I'm not singling out our favorite wabbit here in order to pick on her-i love the Cunning Coney very dearly, and what she wrote set me thinking, smoke has poured from my ears ever since:
dlowan wrote: ...a prophet in her own land....never understood or appreciated...jokes not laughed at...witticisms incomprehensible to those around her...may as well go and make a pie of myself....trails off disconsolately.......
When the web began, we already had telegraph, telephones, radio and televison, and ubiquitous libraries-it was not so much of a sea change as the proliferation of printing presses more than five hundred years ago at the dawn of the "Information Age" . . . but the web creates something which conquers time and space as no other human innovation has ever done. The web creates community. Let us suppose a mythic board member living in Monkey's Eyebrow, Kentucky (i didn't make that up, check it out for yerself), conversant in latin, literature and lapine laciviousness, saddly lacking in community as her "witticisms [are] incomprehensible to those around her . . . " In an earlier age, she would be condemned to an intellectual aloneness that no amount of telephone or telegraph wire could conquer. But now, with the web, she can seek out those who will comprehend the wit, who will laugh at her jokes, who will understand and appreciate her. If she feels lonely, or is unwell, she can have the sympathy of friends of like mind, friends who will value her for her classical education and command of the language.
Let us leave the hypothetical member, and return to our Dear Rabbit. When she drags home in her evening, after her exhausting day, she can go on-line to greet and converse with those of us in North America for whom the day is adawning. This is the great power of the web, the marvelous innovation for which there is no precedent. As we sip our morning coffee and the wabbit puts her tired feet up, we can revel in the polished beauty of her witticisms which we find . . .
"dropping from the veils of morn to where the cricket sings . . ."