there is this grand thing where we are all connected, you know, the internet. we all know exactly what everyone else is doing at every given moment. there is nowhere you can go anymore without the cellphones. now they even have myspace on them. my coworker has this funny thing on his phone where it makes a noise whenever anyone posts a new myspace message and he can go online and read it immediately.
there is no personal space. we are all touching fingers now. it feels as if there are not even any borders to tear down or rules to break.
[which i think is fueling this fundamentalist batshitcrazy inferno in the middle east, personally. it's a huge threat to indigenous cultures and movements. think about it. there are no private places.]
of course this is totally exaggerated. it is possible to escape it, and of course i don't have to buy into it by creating this wordpile here in the Ether.
my roommate and i were all tripping out late one night having this stellar conversation with the tv and this video camera we had set up and we realised that they're just everywhere, the robots, and later on in reality when i thought about it for awhile, it's totally true. . . there are robots everywhere.
we're totally obsessed with our televisions and our computerrobots and our remotecontrolrobots and our microwaveovenrobots and our automobilerobots. it's unsettling. we spend more time with our robots then we ever could with real [warm/squashy] people.
i can't figure out what to do about it.








LAY OFF THE DRUGS.