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Dad, the iPad and the Technological Sublime

The email from my dad that read: “At noon there appeared at my door a brilliant light accompanied by choirs of angels and cherubim,” was no surprise.

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Thanks to the media’s megafication of Apple’s already megafied iPad buzz, Dad’s experience was not a unique one.

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Dad is all about reading newspapers and is thrilled to have the process streamlined.  Given the volume of newspaper articles he goes through every day, the iPad makes sense for him.  Were the crowds camping in front of the Apple Stores all night also trying to get their newspaper reading process streamlined?

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When I bought my iBook G4, I was given choice of two screen sizes.  After some deliberation and phone calls to friends, I decided to pay the few extra hundred bucks for the larger screen.  Although I did not regret it, its not like I’d have know any differently had I gotten the small screen instead since I would have adapted to it.

Now, imagine if Apple had released the large screen iBook G4 two years after releasing the small screen iBook G4.  Sprinkle in some adjustments to make the system run more smoothly and there would be no question but to get the larger version.  People would, in fact, camp in front of an Applestore all night in order replace their smaller screen versions with the larger screen iBook G4s.

Back in the 90s, when I was living and studying in Amsterdam, University of Amsterdam Professor Richard Rogers introduced me to the Technological Sublime.

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Whereas the natural sublime was the awestruck state brought about through a direct encounter with an extraordinary encounter with a natural landscape –Niagra Falls, Big Sur, Bryce Canyon, Devil’s Tower, Old Faithful, you get the jist– the Technological Sublime described heightened state brought about through an encounter with technology.  In the mid 19th century, the technological sublime characterized the first encounters with railroads, steam engines and telegraphs.

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Regardless of whether or not you actually need the iPad, I’m guessing your pulse will report an increase when you hold it in your hand and tap its smooth monolithic surface.

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Unlike the Natural Sublime, the Technological Sublime has an expiration date. Soon as the next version is out, the previous version is defunct. In some cases vintage value can add value again, years after. My original 1984 Macintosh is an example of this. Ordinarily, however, that’s not the case. Nobody asks to look at my iBookG4 now, however because Apple minions are passionate transients who know how to make the most of a product launch.

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Anecdotal Ode to Digital-ness


Empathy Politiku now on Huffpo. Thanks to the stellar line of contributors it was, well, stellar.  Even got syndicated at the top of the NYTimes.com Headlines around the web section last Thursday!!  The editors have, since then, archived it on their Blogrunner Souter retrospective page.

Started Tweeting, finally.  Since Politikus are so all-consuming when I work on them I started two Twitter accounts:  @SusannaSpeier (to Tweet and get Tweeted by re everything under the eventually-to-be-exploding Sun) and @Politiku (so individual Politikus can be syndicated as autonomous entities).  Tweets, with their 160 character limit, kinda lend themselves to that, anyway.  Plus, it enables the stuff submitted too late to include on Huffpo to circulate.

Boyfriend and I went to the Apple Store yesterday.  Generous, classy and supportive guy that he is, he wanted to get me an iPhone 3G and help me cover the cost of switching from Verizon to AT&T for my birthday.  Found the applications kinda cumbersome, tho.  Plus, it’s kinda slow.  Decided to wait for the new one to come out —it’ll be over twice as fast— and so he shopping spreed me with a flurry of breezy Gatsby-esque summer attire.

Facebook’s new staking a claim in ones own name land rush thing will be the end of Facebook, according to Douglas Rushkoff (who I met over a post-root canal reading at the Corneila Cafe St. circa 2000). Doug is pyrotechnic-ally brilliant (according to my own observations and also according to Joshua Goldberg) and so consequently I’m gonna hang back, like Doug is, and let whoever want to claim my name, claim my name.  Given the fact
Facebook
I’m the only Susanna Speier out there, whoever else might try to claim would do so for the loathsome purpose of selling it back to me at a premium and so, as a result, I wont ever try and steak a claim on a Facebook Vanity plate.

The beginning of the end of my Facebook relationship and I don’t even care.  Well, I sort of don’t.  See, I’m one of those people that thrives on interactions with others.  It energizes me.  Facebook birthday wall wishes were posting in throughout the day…spanning what, I think, was every single era of my life from elementary school on and I found this extraordinary.  Okay, I promised an ode so here goes:
(try and imagine this as though scored by a minimalist composer)

Huffpo, Twitter and the iPhone’s nixed
now, according to Doug Rushkoff,
Facebook self-deep-sixed
due to the failure of their gold rush land grab.

And if this occurs
if Facebook simply poofs and vanishes
due to the failure of their gold rush land grab
or dissipates into ether through the sublimation process
then, oh how I will miss those birthday wall posts.

The utterly unequivocal birthday wall posts.
Those Birthday wall posts.  When someone from each and every era of your life emerges from the digital woodwork in order to wish you happiness.

Birthdays can be scary,
Birthdays can be strange,
Birthday can even be lonely,
Wrought with fear and loss and longing and dissatisfaction,
due to everything you have thus far failed to achieve of obtain.

But when your friends
from each and every era of your life
and time zones all around the globe
and zones south of the equator
where the leaves are turning red and gold,

When your family your former classmates, your colleagues and even your acquaintances all take the time to post a Happy Birthday
then that is a truly Happy Birthday
it is, in fact, the kind of Happy Birthday
that makes me hope that Doug Rushkoff
is wrong about the end of Facebook
or at least, makes me wish that Facebook would
dispense with the vanity domain concept
and go back to the old ways
of random numerically coded domains.

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