Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts

31 January 2015

prologue

It happened on our shift - this mass mistreatment of ourselves and the systems that came before us. Self-parasitism left unchecked, unchallenged. There can be little doubt that we will be seen as the neanderthal or homo-erectus of this past. Hardly human, because we were capable of behaving with so little humanity towards each other, and with so little respect for the complexity that birthed us that we could destroy it.
For dozens of generations, we let emergent power and self interest shape our will - teach our children, and we hardly noticed as it turned suicidal.

10 June 2012

The Mappist

The first story on this mp3, The Mappist by Barry Lopez, is probably one of the better suggestions i can make for a spare 34 minutes sometime this sunday -- listen


http://podcastdownload.npr.org/anon.npr-podcasts/podcast/4787204/510202/136973601/NPR_136973601.mp3


This short story was produced for NPR's Selected Shorts - subscribe to their #podcast athttp://www.selectedshorts.org/podcast/ for an often superb stream of short #fiction. (beats the shit out of tv)

03 February 2012

skinny legs, or jitterbug perfume?

Every 3 or 4 years, memory suitably dulled, the great purple divining rod pulls in a particular direction, and i am drawn to the spine of Tom Robbins' skinny legs and all (or its entry in my e-readers index) - the useful thing about time and losing one's memory, all the surprises and wonder remain intact.

18 March 2010

Technoliberation

It is not true that the map of freedom will be complete
with the erasure of the last invidious border
when it remains for us to chart the attractors of thunder
and delineate the arrhythmias of drought
to reveal the molecular dialects of forest and savanna
as rich as a thousand human tongues
and to comprehend the deepest history of our passions
ancient beyond mythology's reach

So I declare that no corporation holds a monopoly on numbers
no patent can encompass zero and one
no nation has sovereignty over adenine and guanine
no empire rules the quantum waves
And there must be room for all at the celebration of
understanding
for there is a truth which cannot be bought or sold
imposed by force, resisted or escaped.

From Technoliberation by Muteba Kazadi (Greg Egan)

this is how the novel Distress by Greg Egan opens.. bodes really well :)

Heres another work of technoliberation that bears repeating : the Declaration of Independance of CyberSpace, by the lyricist for the GratefulDead, John Barlow, February 8, 1996