“… the Tower represents the paradigms constructed by the ego, the sum total of all schema that the mind constructs to understand the universe. The Tower is struck by lightning when reality does not conform to expectation.”
“… Others believe that the Tower represents dualism, and the smashing of dualism into its component parts, in preparation for renewal that does not come from reified, entrenched concepts. The Ivory Tower as a parallel image comes to mind, with all its good parts and its bad parts.”
Which reminds me. This is interesting …
It has begun.
About 22 years ago I was studying art with a very funny chap called Joel. He had this idea of infiltrating the young conservatives. I’ve always been a little left wing, but Joel was decidedly militant. His idea was to infiltrate, subvert and change from within; he wanted to seed left wing ideas that were packed up in center-right hyperbole. He was convinced that, as long as it sounded like Margret Thatcher had said it, the young conservatives would swallow it, regardless of what the real message was. He had this vision of working up through the ranks of the conservative party, becoming an MP and finally the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. A left wing wolf dressed as a conservative sheep.
He never did it.
Hardly a week goes past without me thinking about Joel and his infiltration idea. Seriously, it was 22 years ago, but I think about it all of the time. Every time something annoys me, every time a political party says or does something daft, every time a bank gets away with murder and every time a large tech company tries to change society in a way that only makes sense for the company it’s self – I think of Joel and his infiltration idea.
I’ve been thinking about it quite a lot lately.
You see, Joel saw his infiltration idea as a work of art as well as an action for change or a political statement. The idea was subtle and clever – if it sounded like politics for the audience, then for the audience it would be politics. But he never did it.
I know of only one person who is currently doing something similar. The man is a genius and I respect and envy his work. You may know of others, I don’t. As some of you may have noticed I’ve not launched a new character or project since October of last year, which is partly due to me thoroughly enjoying my new job. It also has a lot to do with the fact that I’ve not really had anything to say about this funny internet world in which we live but that, as of the last couple of weeks, has changed.
I believe that we are living in exciting and dangerous times. I believe that it is time to infiltrate, subvert and change. I believe that it could work. Perhaps it’s my naivety that I think it can be done but I’m going to have a go. I’ll be documenting it here.
So, you know, I left. I liked google plus a lot but the real name policy is such a bloody farce that I decided I couldn’t stay anymore. Which is a shame. Because I really liked it.
I’m hearing rumours that the argument is still going on, it may even be picking up a little bit of momentum. I get emails and things that tell me so, which feels odd – like I’m some kind of dissident or something. I asked people on Diaspora to say hi to people on g+ too, which is really odd and probably silly but I miss them.
That was the thing I liked most about it over on google+. The people. The new people, who funnily enough, were mostly German. There was that Sixtus chap, Kathrin Passig, Markus Angermeier, Christoph Kappes, Torrid Luna and many, many more that I had never heard of before and thoroughly enjoyed following. There were of course a lot of old chums (you know who you are). There was, of course, Herr Breitenbach. There was, of course, Sascha. Many thanks, hello and much love to you all. I’m alright. I’m not dead. There is a life after google+. Logun’s run, etc.
So, I’ll be blogging again. I’ll probably be writing more about this kind of stuff for a while. About identity. About the way of the web. About me and probably about you.