The grey-blue is shattered by the streaks and beads of water, like the sky is coming apart in layers.
Don’t worry, it’s a brief one this week.
For some reason I’ve been listening to the soundtrack of my early twenties the last few weeks. Bloody loving it too, though a part of me is concerned that this is the beginning of the road to ‘they don’t make music like they used to anymore’ as a I clutch a copy of Panic at The Disco’s A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out and my eyes glaze over. I genuinely haven’t listened to new music in so long, I don’t know where I’d start. I need some new music without words to work to. I’ve rinsed the chilled cow stuff and I think jazz and blues are too important to be background music. Anything in the Zombie Zombie, Waveshaper, Ratatat part of the world? Wavy synths, whiny guitars and crispy drums pls?
I was doing a lecture the other day for some students and was talking about when I started turning away from doing futures stuff and more towards now stuff – I usually say ‘critical technical practice’ after Philip Agre. This is also connected with last week’s moan about the same version of the future being tramped out over and over again – this vague and unprovable notion that the future has basically been suffocated by its own hubris. That ‘futures’ are a sort of runaway out-of-control Fantasia scene of glossy interfaces and sincere utterances of ’empathy.’ That it’s bought into its own hype and is just reproducing – almost robotically – the same visions based on a toxic concoction of imagined nostalgia dressed up as ‘authenticity’ and the never-ending, pointless quest for power and control through the salami-slicing of the world into thinner slivers of ‘data.’ A sort of #developmentaesthetics for technology in general.
So I read some Alfred Nordmann as recommended by Jack Stilgoe. Nordmann was instrumental in a lot of discussion about speculative ethics around nanotechnology and the brunt of his research was his contention that speculating on future ethical conundrums not only distracts from current ethical conundrums but also constructs imaginaries and expectations of the technology that may be unfeasible. This is exactly the stuff I’m writing about at the moment so it was delicious. So by saying ‘what if a rogue nanotechnology got really into pineapples and then converted all of the planet into a giant pineapple farm?’ you create a rhetorical expectation of a pineapple-obsessed nano-goo.
So why are people drawn to speculating on these future pineapple or non-pineapple conundrums? Well, because the future, as presented from the present is an apparently cost-less enterprise. It isn’t ‘real’ and so is a playground for imagining things in at their extremes. This, I suppose, is the basis of speculative anything – ethics, design, philosophy etc. But, as Barbara Adam points out this makes speculators somewhat ‘trespassers in the future present of others’ because by setting up expectations and imaginaries, even extreme ones, we are foreclosing futures for others; ‘we are inescapably illegal immigrants in their worlds; and that they have not given their consent.’
To go back to Nordmann, speculating also doesn’t necessarily tackle un-seen ethical issues that are emergent in the present such as exploitative labour practices in laboratories or shady nanotech funding, it just gets everyone very chin-strokey about pineapples. This is hardly a radical insight and many have had it before – long-time friends Changeist call it flatpack futures, for example. Futures can be like getting an earring at school; you’re cool for a 14-year-old, perhaps you manage to convey a sense of worldly cultured-ness on the playground but you still have to do the same exams everyone else does. I did anyway. I was definitely cool, everyone thought so.
Perhaps in times of crisis our imagination gets more and more foreclosed and so you listen in on chats between talented young folks and just think ‘hang on, isn’t this just Microsoft’s 2013 product vision thing?’ when they talk about future tech.
Where are you going with this Tobias? I don’t know! It’s a blog, I just throw words at it and sometimes something sticks, ok?
Short Stuff
I feel like Short Stuff should have a theme tune. Like it would if this was a show. Add your own theme tune, go back, read it again, sing it in that voice. Record it. That was fun.
- An estimated 1.35 million people die a year in road traffic accidents, 153,158 of those are in the UK. That doesn’t even count the contribution cars make to the 7 million people a year who die of air pollution. Of those 1.35 million, 154 were in Teslas. Numbers of people killed by ‘AI’ is tricky to find; not only because AI is such a nebulous concept but also those effects might not be experienced for years. Directly, robots killed 33 people in the US in 2017 but that doens’t even necessarily mean AI. What I’m getting at is the best way to avoid being killed directly by an AI is to ride a bicycle. Cars are still arguably the biggest direct technological threat to human lives. (I have the bucket of caveats under my desk if you need them.)
- I’m un-fussed by pineapples. You know, in a fruit salad I’ll take it but I don’t think I’d ever just buy a pineapple.
- I started listening to How To Save a Planet after having it backed up for a while. It’s brilliant.
- Who’dathunk that trickle-own economics is a sham?
- What’s So Great About That? is a new YouTube channel I’m really into. It’s basically another cultural commentary one but it’s really well produced by Grace Lee. ‘Be Gay; Do Crimes. Untitled Goose Game: Is it Good or Bad?‘ was a joy. Particularly the Twitter furore over the paradox of the goose as both a leftist and rightist icon while the developers continue to insist that it is, in fact, just a goose.
- God I’m almost rid of Evernote.
Ok, there’s probably going to be another one next week. Don’t worry I won’t do one of those tiresome year-end recaps. I can’t remember further back than Wednesday anyway. My memory is shot to pieces, always has been, I wonder if it’s a by-product of my compartmentalising – I only cling on to information that is functionally useful rather than associate it with any particular time or place. That’s why so many things I say start with ‘someone said’ or ‘I remember hearing that.’ Not very good at referencing. Look, I will shut up now. I love you, have a bloody smashing week if you’re taking it easy and an easy one if you’re taking it hard.