Thursday, August 23, 2007

paper and pen

(chat with another significant other)

i am resurrecting the sensual art of letter writing. no. that's not a group, goddammit! The real thing - paper and pen.

remember the depth and tone, the smell of it, and ink smudges? the curve and cut of HANDwriting? (do you even know what that is?)

erm. so. can i have your skype address so i can trace your email so i get to facebook and get your cell number so i can call your mom to find out what your postal address is? i know you don't know.

oh, you don't publish your cell number on facebook? me neither. well then, can i have your-
{other is offline}

bad poetry compliments of (and dedicated to) facebook

is it rude
to befriend a dude
you've never been friends with before?

is it unreal
to let people feel
they exist on the face not the floor?

mine and others' bad poems içi
(o. but you have to have a face.. that's the irony!)

and yes. i do bi-publish. seems its the only bi- i engage with these days...

face it, it's unreal.

There is irony in this post. See if you can read between the lines.

Who would have thought Facebook would make billions? Not me. it's a simple enough idea, one that underlines the inanity in us all - Facebook let's you compartmentalize your life into little proscribed chunks of information - it's made pixels of people and people seem happy to be belittled. Have you noticed? Oh, you're on Facebook too?

So is everyone. Well, in some places. Not that location matters much on Facebook, or time. When old schoolmates that you haven't thought of in fifteen years except when you see someone who reminds you of them once in a long while somewhere in Asia of iets gets in touch, then you know that things are connected. But are they? Facebook communication has reduced emails to one liners with a handy conversation format that let's you simulate realtime talk. First loves swap an email or two, and thereafter, we watch each others' status updates. That’s not friendship! Why all this marketing euphemism?

Facebook approximates reality the same way that the age of enlightenment sliced it up - with classification.

you have "friends", "events" (even if you don't go), wish lists (even if they don't come true), social time lines (even if you lied - and to be honest, most of us with half a pea for a brain did, because the limits of the information fields are so severe that we got bored with the truth), and gifts (that make the producers all their bloody money!). These are not real words - these are not real lies - I mean, lives. We’ve mimicked our humanity online. It’s a crying shame, coz its draining businesses everywhere as their employees while away the day translating their lives into little applications.

Funny thing is, Facebook's success is absolute proof of the inadequacies of contemporary lifestyles- we are trying to reinvent ourselves within the confines of our realities.

How’s that for a post modern paradox!

(did you get the irony? go here)

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Getaway

Friendly tourists - puleez.
Go home and be friendly in your own country, why don't you?

Spreading goodwill back home where your cash and your culture really counts will do a lot more for world peace than toyi toying in solid solidarity with the Big Issue seller for half a minute and then leaving him with a (com)pat (riot) on the back and his hopeful, new, eurosmile to the glum, glass-eyed stares of the Third World at rush hour. Till your next annual, exotic African getaway, at least.