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I’m right more often than I’m wrong, but I’m not wrong infrequently.
While riding the T yesterday I had this idea for a project when the, assumably, automatic recording came on to inform me I was pulling into Harvard Station, although since I was on the T it would then stop in the tunnel, wait for five minutes, and then travel the only one-hundred more feet to the actual platform.
This announcement reminded me of the heraldic one I heard before the train arrived at my boarding station telling me the that this same Alewife bound train was approaching. I wondered if they are somehow triggered at the same time and what that might sound like if I could be both where I was and where I was going to hear about both ends of my trip. At that moment I was being made to think about the geography of my trip by these two announcements. I figured that even if the ‘pulling into the station’ announcement and that station’s ‘train approaching’ announcement are not triggered by the same event, they must overlap at least sometime.
There are 125 stations in the Boston subway system and I’d like to create an aural map of (under-served) Boston, a map of geography and time, by recording all of these announcements throughout the day (minus the “This is Dan Garbageface, stay vigilant, bitch.”). My hope is that with trains arriving every 4-20 minutes I’ll arrive at something with a narrative, musical feel and not a (too) jumbled mess. On the other hand I wonder what the potential wide open portions might feel like.
Lou Barlow’s page for Elliott Smith.
love this thing.
My new calendar. Enormous Wood Type Calendar 2011 from Catchpenny Press.
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Think about the best restaurant meal you’ve ever eaten. Who should you thank for producing that experience? The master chef who perfected the recipe, the production chef who prepared your meal, the waiter/waitress who took care of you, the farmers who raised the ingredients, and even (though you probably never think about this) the cleaning staff. You might also thank the owner, who in a small restaurant was probably one or more of the people I’ve already listed.
But none of those people — probably not even the owner, the “small businessman” that conservative rhetoric idolizes — is making much money. None of them approach the wealth of Open Table’s founders, or even of the investment banker who managed Open Table’s IPO, or the speculators who have run up its stock price.
— Doug Muder, The Weekly Sift (via kevin)(via kevin)
The posthuman is merely the subhuman that results whenever people aspire to the superhuman. — Garret Keizer, ’Why dogs go after mail carriers”, Harpers September 2010.