(U.S. political spectrum diagram, circa 2017)
The data on this page has spiked lately, but all
of this ultimately means nothing in any real sense. When I am walking naked in
the woods behind my house attempting to understand the crows, data graphs full
of bounce sessions to a made up place with a made up name Rojonekku means
nothing. And yet I will think about it. This seems weird. Even stranger I will
think-tweet, which seems to be an abbreviated and less thought about form of
what used to be when I think-rhymed or think-poemed. The converted humans who
believe in digital salvation speak highly of one day being able to transmit our
thoughts immediately into the digital realm. I think (even in think-tweet stage
of fractured stream of consciousness) that this is gonna be fucked if-when it
happens. In this advanced (regressive) age of people free speeching their
innermost fucked thoughts a little too quickly, it’s already uncomfortable at
times. Just like you’re expected to not walk around buck ass naked in the
middle of public because it may not be appropriate for all other members of the
public, you shouldn’t share your thoughts like that either. But just thinking
and then shooting them into existence? With the lack of self-control that has
been an inadvertent psychological (neurological) development after 40 years of
unchecked capitalism? It’d be fucked.
The Revolution Will Not Be Digitized is a tag
here. I put five tags per post and have done so since some time point in the
past that I decided three was not enough so I started doing five. Over the
course of thousands and thousands of posts, this creates a labyrinth that can
be wandered through, simply by clicking tags. I enjoy in fact LOVE the organized
chaos of the slowly created tag labyrinth. Try it… go to the bottom and click a
tag that appeals to you, open it a new window so you can come back to this, or
don’t, fuck it I don’t really care. I’m not trying to trick you into running up
my page views to team with the bots to increase my meaningless data for some
end goal that involves either money or ego. But that tag labyrinth is there.
And The Revolution Will Not Be Digitized is one of them, because that shit
remains true.
People think like bots now, hiding subliminal
search optimizers into their shit, embedding their own little culturally
acceptable cookie bots, all to boost their data. The basic philosophy here has
nothing to do with actual cultural value but basically is if you increase your
data, slide up into the algorithms as smoothly as possible, you increase your
deliveries out the other side of the algorithm, increasing the number of
eyeballs that look at it, and if you increase eyeballs looking at it, you
increase your odds of someone putting money into you. That’s it. Cultural value
is a somewhat disinterested side product in this philosophy. And we’ve seen
this spread like wildfire… well no, more like bots, as wildfire spreads very
organically and jumps from burning bush to tree, but we’ve seen this spread
throughout our various cultures, through music, social media charitable
activism (where going viral means success, like people pouring ice water over
they selves two years ago), and on into most all forms of our life. Look at
news now… There is little regard for slow build or story arc, it’s BOOM
everything is BREAKING NEWS without confirmation or any real societal metric
attached to whether it’s important or not. And it was this news culture that
gave us our current Trump times, the pinnacle of immediate news without depth
and bot engineering and IRL humans tribalized according to their online
sources.
It goes without saying (I hope) that these times,
in terms of politics and government, in the United States, are fucked. Remember
what I said about not wanting your thoughts immediately shot out into
existence? We basically have a President who does just that, and this is angled
as “bold new access to the President”. So what is the philosophy of resistance
to this, to counter this perfect storm of too much bot bullshit cybertronning our
souls into A) electing chumps, and B) passively watching it all unfold on
digital streams while adding quirky comments and somehow thinking this is
activism? To copy the method. To be a different brand of the same bullshit. The
last 40 years of our politics has effectively ingrained the two brands of
bullshit – pick your favored brand – political tribalism, so that any other
flavor, or even one that steps off the U.S. political spectrum entirely, is
seen as a wasted action. This assumes the form of Constitutional government has
attained perfection already, and at this point, 200-plus years into this
empirical experiment, we’re just fine-tuning the process.
I hate using the word “tribalism” for this type of
stuff though, and ironically that relates directly to mention of the
Constitution, which our wonderful amazing God-blessed all-white founding
fathers gave the world, which was (at least through Benjamin Franklin)
influenced by the Iroquois Confederacy’s oral constitution of that time. The
direct linear influence is disputed in academic circles, but it should be noted
that despite whatever unbiased objective angle it claims to take, academia is
in fact a product of this U.S. culture, so is going to look at shit from its
angle, whether it realizes it or not. So I think it’s safe to say the writers
of the U.S. Constitution borrowed from the Iroquois Confederacy. BUT WAS IT
CULTURAL APPROPRIATION?
This gets back into the militant translations of
culture as applied in this hyper-digital age, and also is good example of why
the Revolution Will Not Be Digitized. Appropriation assumes ownership, because
an entity is clocking their grip off some other entity’s creation. But if no
grip is being clocked, and the creation is being used to re-create, can that be
appropriation entirely? And if the creation itself has no notion of ownership,
how can you apply post-colonial notions of ownership to some shit and give it
intellectual property where no fences existed previously? It reminds me a lot
of how national borders in many parts of the world were drawn up arbitrarily by
colonial powers after world wars with little or no regard for the cultures that
existed there previously, sometimes for centuries. The entirety of Africa is a
good example of this, as is most Middle Eastern nations currently embroiled in
civil wars.
Two writers than have the byline on books that frequently
plop down beside my bed as I finally doze off at night recently are Frantz
Fanon and Eduardo Galeano. (I do not name drop them to pretend I am smart; I am
lucky if I get through 20 pages a night. I am a horribly slow reader and if I
realize I didn’t pay attention to a paragraph, I go back and read it again
usually starting with the one before it.) Fanon’s The Wretched of the Earth is
one of the world’s great revolutionary texts. One of the key takeaways (for me
at least) from it is to not recreate the colonial power structure. In other
words, do not resist, then imitate, or even imitate while resisting (as is the
standard procedure in the United States). I currently have Fanon’s A Dying
Colonialism by the bed, about the revolution in Algeria, and how in order to
truly throw off the shackles of colonial rule, the Algerian people had to go
back to the roots of their land and who they were, pre-colonially speaking.
Which brings me to Galeano’s influence on my outlook
– that thinking of the United States as the entity called “America” does not do
justice to all the other cultures which pre-existed “New World” discovery.
America is two continents as well as scattered islands and in fact nearly an
entire hemisphere with thousands of years of culture and history, much of it
destroyed, but the shards are still in the Earth, both literal and psychic
shards. Both Galeano and Fanon share a trust in the people as a collective,
always having the power to throw off oppressive shackles, whether bureaucratic
or dictatorial (or both).
The digital is data. It breaks music down to 0s
and 1s, infinitesimal chunks which connect at rate that human ear can’t
consciously distinguish from more organic analog. And it breaks humans down by
labels, into microcosmic splinter groups broken off of larger ones, fracturing
us into immense divisions that have put so many data point labels between us we
no longer see our shared humanity. It doesn’t even exist in our eyes at times
IRL anymore. “Those people” are worthless. This is done by both political
binaries in our current U.S. discourse, deeply and without relent. We are
fucked.
Digital will never easily build collective, as
that’s not the philosophy behind it. Digital breaks the collective into
microscopic parts, in order to squeeze them through tiny wires or invisible
wavelengths throughout the world faster and more efficiently. The Revolution
Will Not Be Digitized.
How do we solve this? Well first off I go no
fucking clue. Being I am fractured consciously by the digital realm, I do not
want you to think I am attempting to mansplain or talk down or know-it-all on
you. I am aware of the wide array of pre-emptive dismissals available to negate
all my words before they’re even seen. But then again, probably 90% of the
people seeing this are bots. Not robotic humans, but actual cybertron bots,
scanning through the internet, scanning through these words with efficient
speed, never running it through a consciousness at all, seeing if it can find
exploitable access points in the 0s and 1s to be used for its pre-programmed
purposes.
America had a lot of deeply established culture
before the United States came to be, long before a Constitution was even rough
drafted at the club by a bunch of bros feeling lit off the possibilities. With
Galeano and Fanon’s words in my mind, it seems we look to that for a real
revolution. The etymology of the word itself does not mean a flat chronological
timeline with binary ends pushing further and further apart as the years stack
sideways, but an actual circular revolution. Why not go back instead of
continuing to push forward, continue to progress further into splintered
madness? And why wouldn’t conservative or traditional, if it was really going
back (Jimmy Castor’s oft-scratched voice saying “what we’re gonna do right here
is go back… way back…” should pop into your head right now if you and I are
synchronized) would go beyond the United States and Constitution and the
discovery of the new world, which already existed, a long ass time?
Of course, the ironic futility of me throwing all
these words in this order into the digital intestines of current world culture,
which pollutes so many intuitions, is not lost on me. If I was really bout it
bout it, I would not be sitting in this stifling ass cubicle right now, and I’d
be naked in the woods behind my house (which I have not been able to decolonize
from ownership of in my mind), whispering at all the little mycelium mosques
that have likely popped up due to proper conditions, saying “fuck the
constitution, fuck the constitution” and sowing new (old) american prayers
(poems) and meditations (prose) into the ground (Earth).
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