Thanks to broad-band & cameras stuck in the lids of laptops, the interior nets have become what public access cable once promised: a wonderland of unedited single-camera programs & the people who think unedited single-camera "video logs" are an improvement over the opportunity to publish a virtual newspaper column a day, its length limited only by the time available to type out something or another. And a chance to note the passing of Ingmar Bergman.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
"Art Makes Me Cry."
Thanks to broad-band & cameras stuck in the lids of laptops, the interior nets have become what public access cable once promised: a wonderland of unedited single-camera programs & the people who think unedited single-camera "video logs" are an improvement over the opportunity to publish a virtual newspaper column a day, its length limited only by the time available to type out something or another. And a chance to note the passing of Ingmar Bergman.
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2 comments:
Duuuuuude, I just signed up for DSL, so in the near future I can actually watch these videos you post. It took me a while, I'm probably the last person in LA to use dialup (except for Mr Mike, of course).
P.
The Editor Replies:
Another Luddite dragged kicking & screaming into the 21st century! Not that anyone's missing much (Lee Ving & Derf Scratch are pretty damn amusing in "FEAR @ The Fleetwood (In A Beach City)" 18 July '07) but one will need the broadband when the web becomes all video chat, all the time...the eventual result of broadband is post-literacy (as even the pre-literate will be able to set up shop & babble/smirk into their laptop).. looksism w/ unlevel the playing field...this is too good to leave in comments...
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