Shhh...do you hear them? it's the robots...
i was getting out of my car tonight and the key was still in the ignition. (My keys are always in the ignition, btw, if anyone needs to run errands -- the Buick is your car...)
Bing, Bing, Bing,
the electronic chimes were sluggish sounding as if the battery were unwinding or fading or disintegrating in a slow lazy almost operatic way.
and suddenly I was AWARE.
Click.
This is wrong. This Bing Bing Binging.
This Buzz, Buzz Buzzing.
Dotted Lines on Highways.
Finished Microwaves.
Alarm Clocks.
Fire Alarms.
I understand -- the repetitive sound draws your attention and demands a behavioural change, but we're forgetting something. WE made this sound....
and now?
now this sound is remaking us.
We respond as if we had no choice...as if it is the only thing to do...
. . . . . . . . . . . . . .
I think i've told you that jaelyn and addison are huge fans of Yoshimi -- the cool concept album by the Flaming Lips?
Well the thing is -- in the story -- Yoshimi battles the pink robots -- evil robots, programmed to destroy us...
and so the other day when I was waiting through a customer phone service menu, Jaelyn asked me who was on the phone. I said: A robot.
Her eyes got huge.
Really?
I nodded.
REALLY? REALLY?
Mmm.Hmm.
MOMMMY!!!! Addison! Daddy's on the phone with a robot....!?!
I'm sure she felt like I would have felt if my parents told me they were getting ready for the Rapture later this afternoon...
. . . . . . . . . . . . . .
So we've been waiting for Arnold-as-terminator or the Matrix to arrive, and we've been blinded. BLINDED. They're here. They're here already.
Small repetitive noises.
Bing, Bing, Bing,
the electronic chimes were sluggish sounding as if the battery were unwinding or fading or disintegrating in a slow lazy almost operatic way.
and suddenly I was AWARE.
Click.
This is wrong. This Bing Bing Binging.
This Buzz, Buzz Buzzing.
Dotted Lines on Highways.
Finished Microwaves.
Alarm Clocks.
Fire Alarms.
I understand -- the repetitive sound draws your attention and demands a behavioural change, but we're forgetting something. WE made this sound....
and now?
now this sound is remaking us.
We respond as if we had no choice...as if it is the only thing to do...
. . . . . . . . . . . . . .
I think i've told you that jaelyn and addison are huge fans of Yoshimi -- the cool concept album by the Flaming Lips?
Well the thing is -- in the story -- Yoshimi battles the pink robots -- evil robots, programmed to destroy us...
and so the other day when I was waiting through a customer phone service menu, Jaelyn asked me who was on the phone. I said: A robot.
Her eyes got huge.
Really?
I nodded.
REALLY? REALLY?
Mmm.Hmm.
MOMMMY!!!! Addison! Daddy's on the phone with a robot....!?!
I'm sure she felt like I would have felt if my parents told me they were getting ready for the Rapture later this afternoon...
. . . . . . . . . . . . . .
So we've been waiting for Arnold-as-terminator or the Matrix to arrive, and we've been blinded. BLINDED. They're here. They're here already.
Small repetitive noises.
posted by Redbaerd at 11:42 PM
1 Comments:
best blog o the month:
The robots weren't nearly as dangerous before, but now so many of them are *mobile/wireless*
Not only are they wireless, but they are *integrated*
i.e. My palmpilot/phone that interfaces wirelessly with the internet and my laptop--which pays my bills and manages my bank accounts. I don't know where the true allegiance of these devices lie. I think they are typically at my service, but ultimately under the power of the "alpha-mother-robot" (Dick Cheney), who is sent from the future to destroy independent music labels (and eat curly fries).
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