Monday, September 22, 2008

Knowledge in the Future

To choose sides in this debate is arbitrary because the internet is here and it is here to stay. I do typically adhere to the traditionalist perspective that the internet is depriving children of free time to play sports with neighborhood friends and enjoy the wonders of the outdoors, although in light of my present acceptance, appreciation and forecasted dependence on the internet, I might have assumed a hypocritical position from the onset. My initial view, or my gut reaction, is to embrace the perspective of Nathaniel Hawthorne, that the internet is compromising social intercourse, “blotting the picturesque, the poetic, and the beautiful out of human life,” but as I use the internet for more and more complex, higher-education researching and information exchanging, I realize the beauty of such a tool that Vannevar Bush envisioned in his dreams of the “Memex.” A communication system that permits the individual to deliver his work to the masses without the financial burdens that the traditional publishing processes forced upon information sharing between individuals. My internet-facilitated use of upper level discourse and general fact gathering is what pleases me the most about the internet of today and for the purposes of this essay it is what persuades me to side with Vannevar Bush’s initial vision of a cataloging tool, used for the more precise recollecting, sharing and expanding of public knowledge collections. The only folly that remains with today’s internet, in opposition to Bush’s dream, is this myriad of entertaining distractions that engages the users for hours of strenuous and dedicated efforts toward frivolous ends. This is what discourages my embrace of the internet as the ultimate format of information housing.

I might resolve that the greatest issue compromising the success of Bush’s dream is a lack of scrutinizing of the materials (not that I’m in favor of censorship, far from it). There are no publishers vested in preserving acuteness and truth in internet content. The publishing house was an institution that set certain standards of quality of language and content upon material in order to merit the expenditure required to put the information into print. The forum of internet is wide open. It is open to distracting advertisements, gaming, and thousands of other forms of mind numbing entertainment that mute social progress. In fact, today’s internet embraces this culture of shock oriented, voyeuristic frivolity. Perhaps that channel is where the forum of internet publishers hopes to make their profits. Or maybe their aim is to brainwash the masses. I’m not yet sure what the aim of some of these content publishers is. Maybe they have no aim? Luckily enough for us, there are some groups of seriously dedicated individuals to developing quality navigating tools for the management and sorting of all the content of cyberspace.

Google, for example, among other search engines, has made diligent progress in organizing the confusion and providing access to academic material when desired, commercial material when shopping is the aim, and insight through the plethora of entertainment to assist anyone interested in recovering that particular bit of media they hope to find. They make the internet navigable and easy to use. These people are likely the group to whom Bush is referring to when he claims that there will be, “a new profession of trail blazers, those who find delight in the task of establishing useful trails through the enormous mass of the common record.” Luckily, the people at Google pride themselves on quality and deliver great results fairly often, but sometimes keyword searches that correspond to closely to a market product or pop culture phenomenon will only deliver shopping and entertainment. Professors and other faculty of academic institutes have, since I can remember, always warned against the acceptance of internet content at face value. The speech goes something like, “If you’re going to use internet sources they have to be from a reliable web site, and I’d prefer that you find multiple opinions that agree on the same thing. At least two books for every web reference...” And so on. Stop for a moment, and notice that all the users of the memex that Vannevar Bush refers to are professionals.

The lawyer has at his touch the associated opinions and decisions of his whole experience, and of the experience of friends and authorities. The patent attorney has on call the millions of issued patents, with familiar trails to every point of his client's interest. The physician, puzzled by its patient's reactions, strikes the trail established in studying an earlier similar case, and runs rapidly through analogous case histories, with side references to the classics for the pertinent anatomy and histology. The chemist, struggling with the synthesis of an organic compound, has all the chemical literature before him in his laboratory, with trails following the analogies of compounds, and side trails to their physical and chemical behavior.”

He also makes a note about how only the dedicated and knowledgeable human mind is qualified to establish valid interconnections and content trails. I suppose that my deepest qualm with the internet is that there is a lack of professionalism about the content. Any jack of any trade can post some insightful meddling, but where are the masters? Where are their standards and how will they review all this material? There is no format for guaranteeing quality of information formally established so far (one of the main components of information exchange held steady in traditional knowledge printing), but I do have faith that the system is adapting and improving, which is why I appreciate Bush’s dream and the advancement of it which has become today’s internet.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G6CVj5IQkzk

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Internet, the inconvenient convenience

The earliest encounter I can recall having with any sort of operating system was thanks to the toiling of Mary Lou’s son with my second hand, handed down Commodore 64. I had already had a Nintendo for several years, but the Commodore 64 was very different from this. The Commodore 64 had a monitor, a keyboard, a modem, and a disk drive which were all separate components, and it also had joystick ports on the right side of the keyboard intended for gaming. Now, at the time I had acquired this device, I was eleven. My cousins had bestowed it upon me as they were likely at the point of necessary upgrading for their own gaming interests. In the floor the machine had sat for a couple of weeks until my mother’s friend Mary Lou had come to visit with her son who was thirteen years of age and intelligent about all things of interest. Really, he was studying the taxonomy of local area insects as he and his mother traveled about the nation. He already had read the field guide on identifying all the different bird species, and the ones on animals and fish also. Needless to say, he was very smart about the ways of things, and now he was to set out getting my Commodore 64 running for me. He and his mother spent a day or so reading through the manuals and trying different start codes, and eventually they had it figured out and running programs. The code was written down for me and the system was set up in front of me with a great variety of floppy disk games ranging from Frogger and Paper Boy, to California Games and The Caveman Olympics. I even had the smash em classic, Rampage. All I had to do was pop in the floppy disc and type in, “load”*”8, 1, and Enter” and I was off in young gamers’ fantasy land. Honestly, it was loads of fun and I hardly had to make any conscientious effort to set up the machine or figure out how to operate it since a friend had handed me the start up code.

Another early internet usage experience that I recall, struggling to figure out how to connect the SEGA Dreamcast to the internet. The SEGA Dreamcast was the first videogame console to have access to the internet. I bought one while they were still brand new. A toy that doubled as a tool to connect gamers to other gamers; it was genius. Alas, with connecting this system too I failed at setting up the internet connection and was doomed to playing Sonic without the internet mini-game bonuses. Eventually, one of my friends from that era of my youth figured the system out and managed to use his Dreamcast Web-browser CD to access the real internet through his TV and link to live play Unreal Tournament. An amazing feat to me at that time, but in retrospect, all of my peers from that age were already designing web pages, pirating software, and refining their protégé hacker skills. This same friend of mine that resolved the internet access dilemma via the Dreamcast also began burning CD’s full of ROM’s of old Nintendo games, or any type of games for that matter, to CD’s that could be played on the Dreamcast. I had him burn me one and I never figured out how to get my Dreamcast on the internet. [I’ve still got it if anyone knows how to get it to work...] Once again a wiser and more computer savvy peer resolved any queries I was having and streamlined the processes for me so that I could worry about gaming and not code, and such has been my experience with computers up until this day. Hopefully, I stand to learn lots more over the course of this class and will eventually become my own technical support guy.

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