Via Matt: so the Areva looks like the jaw-droppingly gorgeous video for Royksopp's Remind Me. Anyway. I read Matt's original Remind Me post again, only this time, I'd only just re-read for the nth time Snow Crash (aside: which prompted me to start reading The Diamond Age, again for the nth time, and realise how much better The Diamond Age is written).Anyway. Matt, on the Royksopp video:
I want this to be how my journey to work feels when I have broadband location-aware wireless Gucci sunglasses augmenting my reality second-by-second with every accessible statistic beautifully interpreted, overlaid and syncopated with the mp3 stash streaming through bone-conduction into my brain. [more]
Stephenson describing Hiro's predicament in Snow Crash:
Gargoyle time. Hiro switches everything on: infrared, millimeter-wave radar, ambient-sound processing. The infrared doesn't do much in these circumstances, but the radar picks out all the weapons, highlights them in The Enforcers' hands, identifies them by make, model and ammunition type. [...] He stumbles forward helplessly as something terrible happens to his back. It feels like being massaged with a hundred ballpeen hammers. At the same time, a yellow sputtering light overrides the loglo. A screaming red display flashes up on the goggles informing him that the millimeter-wave radar has noticed a stream of bullets headed in his direction and would you like to konw where they came from, sir? [...] He turns off all of the techno-shit in his goggles. All it does is confuse him; he stands there reading statistics about his own death even as it's happening to him. Very post-modern.
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