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| The replicating Roy played by Rutger Hauer in the finale of "Blade Runner" |
" A unreal life force, perhaps one day we say to people IRL (in real life): I saw so many things that you humans will never see " ... This week I tweeted twice this personal reflection inspired by the final scene of" Blade Runner ". The @ Garriberts of "Libération" I pointed out. I thank them here, they have germinated the idea, the desire to write this post. That's what I told them " I love to repeat the sound of our babbling, K. Dick preaching in the wilderness of confused Twittosphere ".
Preaching? Yes why not. For fellow human beings, I wonder more and more : but what Twitter is doing us? Of "replicants" digital perhaps ... As a medium outlining one of our possible future in his books uchronic , the brilliant Philip K. Dick predicted in "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep" 's vast novel "SF" which was the basis for the scenario of "Blade Runner" by Ridley Scott : one day we will probably be impossible to distinguish man from machine, the real people of their mock ...
That day might have arrived in AD 2010: the year Internet real-time began to follow us everywhere, on all our screens, making us mutants permanently connected. I open my eyes tired these days and nights online and I think that we , frenzied network of "social" Twitter, are perhaps trying to confuse us with our Avatars Our digital identities in this parallel world ... Twitter is becoming more important in our lives, until we go away to the real, to ourselves. Look up, look us mesmerized by the river of words, info, thoughts and emotions that runs on our touch screens .
The only thing was that plagues us is: what happens there at this moment there in the Twittosphere? What this tells you, what's the story, LOL the day? Am I quoted? Taken for this post, this link or this unique wit ? Do I have received DM, these private messages that get closer between Twitteraddict (I hate no one vulgar anglicism of "Twittos")? Shit I'll still have to go back six hours of "time line" (TL) to be sure not to have missed something ....
We walk in the street or take the subway without seeing the people, at home we watch movies with your family without being there, looking away or staring at the iPhone; we speak less to people who love us still true to our side for weaving of strange friendships and even love with strangers who we become very close; the office, colleagues are not true about us in open space but Tweetdeck permanently open on the screen of our desktop ...
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| replica Caught in "Blade Runner" |
I've already mentioned my addiction, our, in this interview "Twitter is a hard drug for Journalists "and also this post " To Be or Not To Be a tweet'journalist ". But six months ago, one year, an eternity wide world of micro-blogging, I conceived this compulsive use of the message in 140 characters only as a business tool. I never thought I would immerse myself in this limbo of the virtual TwittRéalité ...
early morning, while still flowing coffee, I turn on my computer and your welcome me babbling. I say "Hello Twitterland" tweeter and I start my press review, my relationships, knowing what my day will be made as a journalist. but most important, the most reassuring, perhaps, is that you are all here . As every morning. You watchmen tireless and compulsive as @ @ GillesKlein or florencedesruol . You colleagues and friends @ Zara, Zetwitte @, @ Capucine_Cousin and many others. You Aliens of the Saucer Owni : @ nicolasvoisin , @ @ sabineblanc LeGuillaume and the whole crew. You young journalists-brandeurs StevenJambot @ @ @ Cecile_Jandau JeremyJoly and many others that are just the future of art ;-) You LOLeurs as @ vincentglad who are less and less trash Cynics that your "TL" could suggest. The evening also, there are night owls like Ménilmuche @, @ Donjipez , the beautiful Belgian patrols Web-London @ IsabelleOtto or divine and so literary @ OhOceane.
I forget a lot, there are so many amazing people, interesting, exciting to be mentioned when following nearly 500 people on Twitter.
I read your thoughts in 140 characters, I like your words to all , these fragments of experience and humanity, they accompany me day and night ... but they also keep me away from real life . Even if we sometimes meet IRL. And we are doing real business meetings and humanities. So regularly, trying to win without much success ... ;-) "Twitter is like crack, it scares me" blogger wrote "New York Times. It's the truth. You Twitteraddict you have all tried and adopted this dope from the permanent connection real time ... And after all why resist this wonderful virtual experience? It's fascinating to construct a different reality, a parallel world paradoxically engaging with reality, the top of which we see in the news walking, small and great history in the making. That's what I was pointing @ choregie7 the other day on Twitter: "But that's why I write under pseudonyms, it is real, I'm not! What I saying here's the reality. "
Where is the real life? Unreal and IRL ... Both realities merge and overlap more and more inextricably . Maybe we're the transhumans in the process of merging with the network through our pseudopodia Digital - smartphones, tablets and other laptop - which become as extensions of ourselves ... Philip K. Dick had predicted there are more than 40 years. Another indicator Outer lúdicas, Michel Houellebecq I am currently reading "The Map and the Territory", the clinical findings and without emotion today: " While animal species are the most insignificant of thousands, sometimes millions of years to disappear manufactured goods are removed from the globe within days. We too will become obsolete "...
Maybe we're just trying to mutate and evolve to support the great digital revolution. To avoid being hit by obsolescence. To survive. Without becoming machines, not sacrificing our humanity. In the same way that Roy, replicating the Nexus "Blade Runner" was desperately trying to become human, we try to establish on Twitter and elsewhere intuitive neuronal connections and quasi-biological Internet. This living organism that is becoming the World Wide Web, t ransformation the world into a global village, digital, irrigating a multitude of digital data as a vital fluid pulsing heart through a vast network of blood vessels made of copper and fiber optic ... (Search self-plagiarism ;-).
To finish this post a bit deluded, I can not resist the pleasure to offer you the final scene of "Blade Runner". Roy, who wanted to be replicating a man "I saw so many things you people would not believe, large ships on fire rising from the shoulder of Orion ..."
Jean-Christophe Féraud
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