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title: Some shallow thoughts from my tiny virtual space
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date: 2017-03-20
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author: pesceWanda
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layout: post
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categories:
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- PesceWanda
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tags:
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- Facebook
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- feudalesimo
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- Rivoluzione Digitale
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- community
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I am not the kind of guy that goes to concerts.
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Ever.
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I prefer studio recordings because in them the logical thoughts of the artist emerge as the track comes to life and to our ears. I was always attracted by that, more than every sprinkle of emotions that comes from the venues and theaters.
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In my case the exceptions are the live performances of Dale Crover (from The Melvins) and Jeff Mangum which have been some kind of unshaped epiphanic experiences.
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Milan, december 2015, The Melvins were at the end of their most recente european tour when Jeff Pinkus drops the bass guitar, tunes the effects pedal and kicks the bass with his bare foot until the right repetition of sounds comes out of the speakers. Slowly, each one of the components leaves the stage, sounds still coming from the earlier kicks to the speakers up to my ears.
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Once home, the performance by The Melvins made me recognize the different stages of communication.
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We can think of three stages. The first one is __trial__, or experimentation, field test. This first phase is as obvious as accidental.
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The second stage is about __excess__. Excess is to acknowledge that what was played today will be different to what will be played tomorrow. A draft becomes a singular work that may not come to an end.
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The last one is the most important one if we want to understand the dynamics of the Internet: __dissipation__.
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With the act of dissipation the work of the artist that reached its on way on a tiny and crucial fraction of time, that is _the moment_, folds on it self, and it is forever lost by an act of absence, the absence of objective memory.
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## Internet dynamics
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On the internet __hounding__ supersedes _dissipation_.
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Hounding is the reason why thousands of man from different backgrounds congregates in small facebook groups and share photos of their friends, wives and relevant others.
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On the original italian [blog post](http://francescomecca.eu/pescewanda/2017/03/07/spazio-digitale-rant-facebook/) I reported some italian references on this phenomenon that hasn't much cultural significance to english readers so I want to explain the phenomenon in other words.
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The discussion about these facebook groups in Italy covered an internet (?) phenomenon regarding group of males playing what they call the game of "What would you do" on sexually or less explicit photos of friends and wives.
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The game is as far as ever from an online [rpg](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Role-playing_game) or creative. It degrades every time in vulgar and extremist comments about the body of the girls depicted.
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I do believe that one of the many reasons to explain the inception of these online groups is the impossibility to overcome the absence of dissipation in online communication.
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Machines do not remember but they never make us forget, they cross our space online with a continuos stream of photos and other people's moments.
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Algorithms do not follow our placid flow of continuous time online and they snap it in collages of instants.
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## Recollection
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In my first online experiences all the interactions I had did not have the quality of recollection.
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Bulimico degli ascii, passavo da lunghe e sostenute conversazioni su irc al lurking di qualche mailing list, saltuariamente 4chan. Mi sentivo (e mi sento tutt'ora) obbligato ad archiviare qualsiasi riga che suscitasse un minimo di interesse o potesse avere qualche valore futuro.
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Ascii glutton, I divided my time between irc and mailing lists. I felt the obligation to archive every tiny succession of words that gave some light to me.
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(I still do).
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Then web caches arrived, the [Wayback Machine](archive.org), Reddit, social networks and data can hardly disappear again.
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It seems to me that it is just a worthy form of tenacity, not remembrance in any form.
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For the joy of archivists and the ones with a wistful gaze.
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And still unpleasant for someone.
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(This transtion is for Madeline, thank you for still taking time to read my blog)
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