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Didn't know 'bout Hakim but this is spot-on in terms of our "mediated/ Media-Ated!" reality. As a fambly that avoids as much've this stuff as possible (only my hubby has a schmart phone used only fer "woik" with the only app onnit bein' "bustime"), no social media, seekin' out only real/authentic less mediated experiences best we can...) it ticks me off no end that the punditz in high places choose ta monkey with "authentic" 'speriences by addin' what I'll call diggy-tale crap--all the time! Back about 2012-ish our fave nat'chral history mooseeum (American Museum of Natural History) added frickin' SCREENS in nearly all the rooms --even the (imho) SACRED taxidermy rooms whose 19thc wunderkammer vibe-of-awe is wrecked by the glow & flicker of stoopid screens. While me & mah girls would try ta BLOCK these neon-glo intrusions from our not-so-peripheral vision (many are now in place of where the lovely info plaques would be or right at hip-level which is eye level fer the littles), I'd wartch gobsmacked as tired parents wheelin' strollers would head RIGHT ta the screens, their littles pokin' the things or pushin' the dumbed-down Q&A "directed qvestion" buttons... I mean my golly, bein' present in a room with some of the most wonder-some (an' then some!) animules with the most jaw-droppin'ly painterly backgrounds an' the tundra or foliage...wull all of this wuz lost on these poor kids who could'a had the same palid experience from home.

What ticks me off more than a hornet blasted with peppermint earl is that a lotta displays now have those blasted QR codes (they do this in ahrt mooseeums too) so yer supposed ta hold up yer "deVICE" to the things to LARN 'bout what yer seein'. THEN they have some kinda blasted audio tour (this is in the AMNH but even in MOMA!) fer any exhibits includin' the permanent ones where you have some kinda "curated" selected bi-assed narrative fillin' yer dang ears so folks stand in front of the art but gaze-glazed NOT REALLY SEEIN' IT. In some cases there are no more little id cartouches or the always helpful laminated sheets--all replaced with digital stuff that is TIMED ta lead folks like lemmings thru the galleries. I HATE IT ALL! It leads ta "sheeple" wanderin' around holdin' up phones (oy them efms bouncin' all over too) like candles ta light their way an' bumpin' inta each other OR wanderin' "asleep at their own inner wheel" so focused on the audio they again, bump inta each other... it's like a roomful 've chic'ly dressed catatonic robot-i-fied "Cesares" from Caligari an' gawd help ya if yer in open-toed sandals. Oh an' don't git me started with the selfie fools... that too is part've their curated reality, creatin' eye candy not appreciatin' the amazin' stuff right smack dab in front've 'em... they SEE what little they do see via the EYE of their dang Phone Camera an' place themselfs in the "werk" vs engagin' with it as sentient human beans--they don't even REACT, it's all about their purdy shot goin' ta insta-gramme.

That's my Monday mornin' rant INSPIRED by this TROO & Gen-u-inely nightmarish "painted reality" that they are not only projectin' on our walls but imposin' on the "reality" of those of us that really wanted ta escape...yep, it's gotta be said, "The Matrix."

An' yer right 'bout energy--takin' this farther... the screens not only feed inta those feelin' tired & lazy but they literally ZAP yer energy... ye know this is doable! They got human powered NFTs. They want us all in VR glasses glued ta viddeyo gams suckin' banana smoothies like pager the monkey.

It got mah dander up when anti-oil "Active-Fists" (hired dumb muscle basically) glued themselfs to artwork or dumped food, paint, & garbage on BUT if someone (not I said the lil' red hen) took a gauss machine or a teeeny sledgehammer to ALL The screens in the MOOSEUMS I'd be one happy camper ;-) Oh, an' one last "curated reality/mediated reality" mention--many mooseums an' "authentic" experience joints (from galleries ta kids museums, etc) have replaced the verbiage on the old paintin' id cards with the most woke abominations ya'd ever see. Went ta one show at Brooklyn Museum where every artwork had a card apologizin' fer the "old rich white men" that produced the woiks... (an' priviledged WHite women too...)...

Even the famed children's room at the AMNH where my girls used ta spend hours lookin' at bugs, sticks, minerals now has screens--the giant banyan tree has frickin' screens. I'd like ta smash 'em all--a brutal distraction! (Don't git me started 'bout the foolhardy de-aquisitions) but anyway... they are tryin' to erase the real EVEN fer those 'speriences that remain authentic.

Oh an'nuther one--'fore Soros bought BareBurger is wuz just local an' all organic an'... NO SCREENS! So at one point they started breedin' like mice an' instead of TWO in NYC there were dozens, all with screens. So my kiddos who never had tv were not eatin' their dang burgers so RAPT were they by the stoopid screens on ALL sides so ya couldn't face AWAY from 'em. (Very clockwerk orangey minus the toothpicks!) Anywhoo...

'nuff of curated reality fer the moment, gotta set of REAL authentic dishes in my sink ;-)

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Leah Rose's avatar

Such a thoughtful and coherently articulated piece—thank you! I linked it in my essay for this week; I hope you get some new readers from it. 🙏🏻 https://leahrose.substack.com/p/finding-faith-in-a-technotopia

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