Black as a dead brick. I tried pressing all its buttons (and combinations of) to see if anything would light up. Nothing. For some reason my phone as it rested on the cafe table had decided to shut down. It was unusual. I was just on it doing a number of things several minutes ago. The battery was not nearly empty. Looking... nor had the battery come loose. Hrm. Nothing.
So I decided to cut my cafe reading time short in order to do the next logical thing - plug my phone into the wall and see if it sparks up. I had only gotten past the third chapter in a fairly thick book loaned to me. I remember thinking how it was just that particular point in a book where it first takes grasp of you. Three chapters of setting up the temperatures of color in your head, then whoa, hey there, a fuzzy had felt its way into you. And you got your first spoon full of (something) from the author. Yum. Then it happened. I reached to check my phone and it was playing dead. Sigh.
Yes I decided to close the book and favor my infomania instead. The cafe wasn't very interesting tonight. Some familiar faces around, but mostly a strange crowd. It's a Friday night. I know cause someone at work commented on how the week is finally over. It has been "a bustling week". The sudden changes in weather has a way of stretching it further in hindsight. And now it's over. It's over in the sense that I can sit and read a book at a cafe. But who am I kidding, this won't last.
I got up. I didn't even bus the table like I usually do. Instead, I looked at my empty bowl of soup, the remaining peasant bread, some unfinished coffee (now cold), and thought to myself: I have sat in this cafe more times than anywhere else in the past few years. And each and every time I have bussed my own table. But I knew that this time I wasn't going to. I was two feet from the door, no one was looking, and my phone is a cold dead brick.
[ Reminded: I use to have a phone with suicidal tendencies. Beep. Whenever the battery ran low, it would beep every few seconds or so to let me know. In doing so it used up even more battery with every. Beep. Thus accelerating and ensuring its imminent death. How tragically cute. Beep. ]
The way I grew up watching movies at the cinema was kind of odd. At what time I arrived and entered the theater didn't matter to me. I would walk in and sit in the back. I started the movie wherever I happened to. Then stayed past the ending until it started over again and reached the part I had already seen. How the story begins and ends is not in the control of the filmmaker. It is left to chance as affected by any of the innumerable forces that led up to my off-schedule arrival. This has been my relationship with movies for as long as I can remember. And as such, it has never made a difference to me whether I knew about the story's twist or ending beforehand.
Are there feature film examples where the narrative does not rely on a beginning and ending -- the viewer may enter at any particular point? Or is it by definition that a narrative must have a start and end to tell a story? Even so, can an end lead into a start of a story seamlessly? Or do none of these questions really make any sense?
(Photo: Making crude flyers on recycled legal-sized sheets of paper.)
We are digitizing ourselves more and more in every which way we can. We will probably continue doing this until that one day when a Giant Flying Magnet visits the earth and accidentally erases all digital data. Or when that corporation controlling most power companies decide to hold electricity hostage and turns off the internet (topics for another post).
Unproven assumptions that are likely to be true:
In the future a good chunk of our lives will be virtual and we ourselves will have virtual representations online. Since we will do much of our activity online, our virtual selves (much like our real selves now) will develop reputations. Our reputation will be shaped by how well we participate, behave. Records of these will be collected, compiled, saved somewhere by someone where it is safe and permanent.
As the world completely digitizes, trust and privacy issues will be at the foreground. Honor filters will be put in place everywhere. Our reputation must be good to surpass honor filters which identify those who are trustworthy and those who are not. We will need to pass honor filters in order to participate in communities, commerce, conversations, everywhere people exchange and interact online.
A reputation is fragile, it is something to guard and protect. A good reputation will be something very valuable. A good reputation takes time to cultivate. You must start now. Today is not yet this future. You have time to establish yourself early by being a good digital citizen, a digizen?
Ahem, there is also time to build an entire farm of reputations. One could do this for good or for bad. I suggest doing things for good, but this can really only be done for bad. Unless it is intended as a way to protect identities as with a witness protection program. Other than that, it can really only be used for criminal profit.
Go get dirty like a good farmer. Till the soil and plant the seeds now. Come said future you will be ready for harvest. It's easy to start. Set up a fake set of users interacting with each other, helping build each other's reputation. Joe approves a Linkedin request that he and Jane worked together for years and he gives her a stunning testimonial. Jane purchases an eBay item from Joe and she gives him a super high rating. And so on. Might even be possible to automate this.
Well, this is just an idea for your information. Personally, I don't have time to be a criminal and do evil deeds. Which is why I am passing this on. But my advice is still what a friend use to always say in exit... "Don't be fraudulent!"