We're living out the fantasies of people generation ago (typhoid, poverty, restless proletariat masses) - "wouldn't it be great if we could all live like kings and drink french wine, and fill our lives with art, music, and chocolate. Living out the life of the 19th century bourgeaouse.
Current woah's, through technology will be achievable next century - so what is the vision?
The best ideas will win. Not about funding, press confrerences - Just articulate, in a market of memes, the best ideas will win. Creator a better fantasy, an idea, a meme - world will flow towards it
Two competing visions - will one dominate the other? Co-existence? Conflict?
Shift to renewable energy, and not destroy the planet
Equality, politics, sound money systems. information
Stay in the body - fix problems in 3D
we are creatures, custodians of the Earth, DAOist relationship, caring and support to nature
real sustenance. ,caring relationship to the Earth, bones of our ancestors
But a different range of desires, filled by technology, that don't necessarily care about the body
Immortality, Necessity for deep space exploration, Eliminate distance barriers
Communication network that enables digital teleportation
Immortality through uploading your consciousness
Deep space exploration
Prevent the body from decaying
Ability to systematically access "hyperspatial dimensions"
The body perfected or the body thrown away
two strains of thoughts, don't think you can have it both ways
Bruce STerling - series of short-stories > 1982-85 - Schismatrix - civil war (2200, 2550)
Humans spread across the solar system - Earth is abandoned and uninhabitable, space colonies
Shapers - purists of the human body - gene modifiction, breding -
Mechanists - cybernetic augmentation, advanced computer software, tech experist, dugs
Lobsters - bodies in a vat - and WIreheads - uplaod to a computer simulation, discard the body
Is it monstrous or ego-maniac?
to wish to transcend the body? drift off into a philosopher's stone secret vehicel to our secret destiny
Or is it for us to pass on into space colonies, bowels of the crystal structure of the Earth, nearby hyperspatial fairy land
manage this thing without making a pact with the male ego, with the engineering mnetality, with the Fuastian demon that promises us start flight, and all the rest of it
1) we are strangers here - we come from a higher and nobler place - James Joyce - Finnegain Wake (here in Muy Cain, our Earth, we flop on the seemy side, but im in the yent , whoop your wings) - we be'smerched angels - more at home far away
Faustian - machines the size of Manhattan - among the stars