Consensual Hallucination

By: | September 22, 2011

When William Gibson coined the term cyberspace in 1984 in the book Neuromancer, he described it as “a consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of legitimate operators in every nation.”

Decades later, Gibson declared that cyberspace was everting. Which is to say, entering the next phase of its evolution by creeping out of the virtual boundaries that once defined it and into what we consider “real life.” Sure enough, about 5 minutes later, the world proved him right, again, and the Internet of Things began to erode the distinction between the virtual and the real.

Most descriptions of the possibilities of the Internet of Things have centered on things like RFID-tagged Starbucks cups that let the company trace your steps through its corporate universe, both real and virtual. Usually the first groups of people to find anything useful to do with new technology are marketers and the military.

But earlier this week, a study out of Nottingham Trent University and Stockholm University hinted at what I think is the real potential of the internet of things: imbuing plain vanilla reality with an extra, shared dimension. Moving our consensual hallucination into reality. Continue reading →

Guest Post: Transformed by the Flames

By: | September 20, 2011

As journalists, we are trained to be neutral, to never betray any hint of bias or emotion. There are exceptions, of course — the 9/11 tragedy was so universally devastating, and so deeply unfathomable, that journalists were permitted to show a sense of loss — in fact, it would have been unthinkable not to.

But for most of the events and issues we write about, we typically take a one-night-stand approach to our stories: Research the topic, talk to as many knowledgeable people as possible, maybe visit the epicenter of the debate/discovery/crisis, write the story, and then move on to the next one.

But this past summer, after the massive Las Conchas fire swept through my beloved Jemez Mountains, about an hour-and-a-half north of Santa Fe — and visible from some parts of town — something changed. Continue reading →

Avoiding “Contagion”

By: | September 19, 2011

The box office smash hit “Contagion” features heroic (women!) scientists battling a deadly threat. Its advisers included esteemed researchers who helped keep the film true to science. And public health agencies, such as the US Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, are using the film to help build public awareness about the real threat posed by real-life pathogens.

In short, this movie should be catnip for a science junkie like me.

But instead, I’m avoiding “Contagion” like the plague. It’s not that I’m squeamish, that I think the movie is going to cause needless panic, or even that I prefer “The Lion King in 3D.” It’s just that I know too much about how vulnerable we really are to a severe outbreak of infectious disease to enjoy a Hollywood version of this scenario – even one with a happy(-ish) ending.

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Hilda and Thomas

By: | September 16, 2011

Bear with me, I want to talk about my grandparents.

Hilda was my mother’s mother.  Thomas was my father’s father.  The difference between my mother’s and my father’s families was enormous.

My mother’s family was large and blue-collar — farmers, mechanics, truckers – and not much money or education; not much use for the fine arts; they all had a lot of kids.

My father’s family was small and white-collar; more money than my mother’s family; and  everywhere were pictures I still think are beautiful and books about music, literature, religion, and philosophy.

Thomas’s house was full of culture.  Hilda didn’t even have a house.  I liked them both and felt the difference but never thought about why.

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The future of money

By: | September 15, 2011

The late 1990s spawned a particular kind of candy-coated teen movie–for example, Can’t Hardly Wait and 10 Things I Hate About You–in which every character is so obliviously affluent it feels almost a little bit embarrassing to watch it now. Children driving Range Rovers, high schools that look like castles, and no one ever feels the need to talk about money.

The rental car company guy who drove me to the airport told me that he’s just waiting for the economy to get better. He used to make $23 an hour driving big rigs, now he has to wear a yellow shirt and smile a lot. He says he’s going to get back to driving trucks as soon as the economy clears up. Continue reading →

Dear Mom

By: | September 14, 2011
Aliens! Jade death mask of Pakal, ruler of the Maya for seven decades

My mother is spunky and smart and I love her very much. But she’s got this one trait that drives me crazy: she believes everything she sees on The History Channel.

I visited her in Michigan a few weeks ago. One night at a local brewery, with my sister, Charlotte, and her boyfriend, Greg, in tow, Mom began telling us about why she believes humans came to earth from another planet. “Your evolution theories can’t explain the pyramids,” she said triumphantly.

“How does that have anything to do with aliens?” I asked triumphantly.

Charlotte, who goes out to eat with Mom much more often than I do, looked at Greg and smirked.

“How else would the Egyptians have known how to build them?” Mom said.

“And what evidence, exactly, do you have to support our alien origins?” I said.

“Geometry!” she said.

She then went on and on about latitudes and longitudes and the Maya and alien images in cave paintings. I understood little of what she said, but knew enough to proclaim, too loudly, “That’s such bullshit, Mom!”

For the sake of continuing an otherwise pleasant meal, we dropped it. But I resolved to find out what nonsense she was talking about and eventually set her straight.

So I found out. And it’s as crazy as I thought.
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Plain Unfair

By: | September 13, 2011

There’s a long-standing affirmative action program in Canada’s North that prescribes the preferential hiring of local residents – that is, people who have lived more than half of their lives in the North, regardless of ethnicity. It’s long been a puzzle to me, as an ex-pat Southerner who still considers herself a citizen. Surely the people who grew up here are better-connected, better-acquainted with opportunities, and more likely to be hired for their relevant local knowledge. A suspicion grew that they were so well placed as to have the power to institute a law assuring their own children’s continued privilege.

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