Okay, so what did I mean when I said that:
I think people are becoming so subsumed under their signifiers that their signifiers are becoming more real than they are. This was a category of non-existence that was once reserved for nobility, but is now available, if not actively imposed, on every person dealing with modern society.
More specifically, what did I mean about it being reserved for nobility?
Welcome to wonders of sometimes reliable, invisible, and utterly incomprehensible little electronic servants to do your work for you. Truly amazing. Wish I’d thought of it first.
These days, no self-respecting act of self-promotion can be complete without taking advantage of cross posting across multiple outlets, preferably social outlets, which all claim to be there to help you. Maybe that needs irony quotes too.
So along with the reboot of this, I have WordPress tweeting my posts for me through the magic of plugins. They even sometimes work like they are supposed to.
And it fits the topic. Twitter is perhaps the granddaddy of all stupid ideas.
Why can people prove who they are with a legal document, but not prove who they are by being them? If we take a legal document to be the inscription of a legal fiction upon the world (the creation of a contrived state of being within an abstracted system or structuring reality), does that mean that any legal representation of identity is also a fiction? Furthermore, does that mean identity, in the sense of a legally binding one, itself is a fiction?
What do you have when you have a product whose only purpose is to promote itself?
A Web site!
I wish I could lay claim to the idea of creating a Web site whose sole purpose in life is to promote itself. Unfortunately, about 75% of the Web sites in the world already beat me there.
As a fictional character, I can’t help but wonder how many real people in the world are fictional like me.
No, that is not sarcasm, or condemnation, but a real question.
This was passed on to me by someone who was sure I was the protagonista in question, at least in spirit, not in body.
From the official crumpet fighting league. Guaranteed to make you rue the brevity and yearn for more.
For those who don’t know Marshall McLuhan, he is the grandpappy of media studies. Being a mediated personality and all, I sort of feel it is important to have a good solid grasp on my heritage, so …
Amidst the many really interesting things he says about the nature of media and the mediated life, one little phrase really leaps out:
To make the news is to become fictionalized.
He’s right, but what does that mean?
This is how I started off my first blog (which is still live and I ransack for stuff at times), and my second blog (which died an ignoble death). So maybe third time is a charm.
The world is going virtual. I will be there waiting for it to catch up.
What is identity when a fictional character can have a concrete and real presence in the world?