The Sublime & Beautiful vs. Reality

This blog is a record of one man's struggle to search for scientific, philosophical, and religious truth in the face of the limitations imposed on him by economics, psychology, and social conditioning; it is the philosophical outworking of everyday life in contrast to ideals and how it could have been.


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The chief aim of all investigations of the external world should be to discover the rational order and harmony which has been imposed on it by God
and which He revealed to us in the language of mathematics.
--Johannes Kepler

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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

W: LP: GRP: NS: Snow Crash

I've decided to "re-read" (via audio version) the novel by Neal Stephenson entitled "Snow Crash." Reading a book by listening is an interestingly different way to experience literature. I find that I pay more attention to the texture of the words.

In this story (I'll not go into a very deep analysis of the book, the internet has a huge amount of people who've done this already.), we have what is categorized as a cyberpunk type story. The language of this story is indeed textured to achieve the feeling of cyberpunk. But the story goes beyond a simple trippy tale and explores the possibility of an information virus that can affect the human mind as well as computers. We get ancient Sumerian mythology and many interesting technology predictions.

One example of technological prediction is Google Earth. In the virtual office where Hiro Protagonist has received some free killer software, one of the programs is called Earth. And it's a mapping software of the Earth with hyperlinks, streetview; just about everything that Google Earth does is very much like the description given in the story. The novel was published in 1991, fully 14 years before the Google Earth beta.

I like the various descriptions the author uses that also make a sly comment on present society. Check this out:
Once she gets over the shock of it and settles into a routine, she starts looking around her, watching the other fish-cutting dames, and realizes that this is just like life must be for about 99 percent of the people in the world. You're in this place. There's other people all around you, but they don't understand you and you don't understand them, but people do a lot of pointless babbling anyway. In order to stay alive, you have to spend all day every day doing stupid meaningless work. And the only way out of it is to quit, cut loose, take a flyer, and go off into the wicked world, where you will be swallowed up and never heard from again.

1 comment:

Stu ι™Άζ˜Žη€š said...

I have read and listened to this book. An excellent read.