Whence?

Jul 31, 2005

Has there been no pulpy scifi/detective/romance/softcore porn novel, story, or other such piece of written or performed literature yet published which takes place in the not-too-distant future—in a society not unlike our own—concerning people not dissimilar from those you or I encounter every day on the street, at work, or in the coffee shop—a world in which cellular, bluetooth, etc technology has been carried forward to such an extent that rather than wearing headsets or toting around devices chips and whatnot are implanted in the very flesh—and rather than resorting to speech or even subvocalization, communication is carried through by the monitoring of certain areas of the brain—a world in which the sounds that you appear to be hearing as you walk down the boulevard conversing with your distant interlocutor is actually generated inside your own head, and, more sinister, the touch you seem to feel as you sit down to breakfast with your estranged spouse is similarly phantasmal, but generated now not by an innocent business associate or neighbor but rather the person with whom you have now for some years been carrying out an affair, all without ever having met?  It could be called Wireless Infidelity.

Comments

on 2005-07-31 21:02:01.0, dave zacuto commented:

Why would anyone do that, even in that hypothetical context?

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and, further, on 2005-07-31 21:20:34.0, ben wolfson commented:

Depravity?

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and, further, on 2005-07-31 22:05:29.0, ogged commented:

Depending on available bandwidth, you could have sex with many people at once. Or someone could hack your network and rape you. It could be called No Horse, Buggy.

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and, further, on 2005-07-31 23:47:18.0, dave zacuto commented:

You sound like a cop show, ben.

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 8:48:09.0, ogged commented:

Don't ignore me, Dave.

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 8:49:33.0, ben wolfson commented:

Then I have succeeded.

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 8:58:53.0, ben wolfson commented:

Frankly, ogged, I didn't get yours.

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 9:54:32.0, Standpipe Bridgeplate commented:

Feigner.

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 10:37:45.0, ogged commented:

Bridgeplate lives!

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 10:40:58.0, Standpipe Bridgeplate commented:

Huzzah.

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 10:42:18.0, Standpipe Bridgeplate commented:

Huzzah.

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 10:43:41.0, Standpipe Bridgeplate commented:

It's hard to do understatement in these conditions.

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 10:46:10.0, ben wolfson commented:

It's actually "hip hip hooray", not "huzzah huzzah", but since you're apparently in a condition, I'll forgive you.

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 10:50:07.0, Standpipe Bridgeplate commented:

I huzzah'd but once. It was blog gnomes what doubled it.

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 0:09:29.0, dave zacuto commented:

Why not?

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 0:42:38.0, ogged commented:

I'm satisfied with that response.

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 13:35:07.0, dave zacuto commented:

Dammit

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and, further, on 2005-08-01 22:55:25.0, rone commented:

You're going to hell, Ben.

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