if you're having trouble sleeping the best you can do is put a bright object close to your face and look at it for at least 30 minutes. if that doesn't work you can close your eyes but make sure to think really hard about a bunch of bullshit
i like "social ergonomics" bc like yeah. furniture is usually made in a way that's like "we think this is probably what is needed for a human to immediately perform any given task" and often we are wrong about what types of furniture or spaces will have a detrimental long term impact on our bodies. ergonomics ideally looks at the evidence of the impact on bodies and then works backwards from there to come up with design.
social ergonomics should mean looking at social structures and analyzing the outcomes they have re: human welfare, and then taking that information back to the design board and redesigning things to hurt people less.
this should also be a zine. someday. but that would require me being able to sit upright
My partner is a game designer. He crafts experiences intended to elicit specific behaviors from thousands of strangers as his full time job. He often looks at social structures from this perspective in his free time and we talk about it a lot. and hoo boy are a lot of our systems not doing what they are officially meant to do.
if you’re genuinely interested in game design you should check out Radiator Yang’s game The Tearoom (NSFW, unless you work at the Sucking Off Dude’s Guns factory).
I realize it’s weird to show up on someone’s post to say “you like game design. Have you played this game about giving head in a bathroom?” but it’s a really thoughtfully made game (see the artist’s statement, which is also NSFW) that is also about the effects of surveillance on communities. when, after about half an hour of play, I realized what mindset the game had deliberately cultivated in me, I had to turn off my computer and stare at the ceiling for ten minutes. and that’s Game Design, to me
the thing about John referencing tumblr memes is like. They don’t have the internet post resurrection. Which means John has been making the same handful of jokes for like ten thousand years. I too would become mercymorn if I had to hear the same ten jokes for TEN THOUSAND YEARS PLUS
"And then he realised he was wondering if the attack on Gorrif's shop had been organised by the same people, and whether those same people set fire to the embassy.
And then he realised why he was thinking like this.
It was because he wanted there to be conspirators. It was much better to imagine men in some smoky room somewhere, made mad and cynical by priviledge and power, plotting over the brandy. You had to cling to this sort of image because if you didn't then you might have to face the fact that bad things happened because ordinary people, the kind who brushed the dog and told their children bedtime stories, were capable of going out and doing horrible things to other ordinary people. It was so much easier to blame it on Them."
- Jingo, Terry Prachett, immediately after.
"It was bleakly depressing to think that They were Us."
i love murderbot's constant habit of being like. what they just said was mean. not that it hurt my feelings because i don't have feelings i'm not a stupid human. but it was mean. they're mean and i hate them. but not because they're mean. just because they're stupid. but don't be mistaken. what they said was mean.
Came across this art installation, Liza Lou's Kitchen, at the Whitney Museum of American Art, NYC. It's a kitchen made of tiny glass beads, that artist Liza Lou did, taking 5 yrs. to complete, from 1991 - 1996.
update: 500ish words about this beautiful drawing bc I needed to write them.
It’s quiet inside Dr. Gurathin’s head, right now. It’s peaceful.
I know this, because we are hardwired together. We started doing this a few weeks after I rejoined my Preservation humans, when I could see him getting overwhelmed by stress. I can sort and process some of his thoughts (superior processing power has its perks), and it gives me something to do while watching media. Gurathin has to be close enough for the wire to stay connected, so at times like this we sit side by side and he rests his head on my shoulder, letting all the tension slip from his body. His soft hair is tucked against my neck, and his forehead is warm where it rests on my cheek.
It might be surprising, after the way we started, to see us this way. I didn’t pick up on it at the time, but Gurathin was letting me know his feelings before I even left the PresAux team the first time. Reviewing the memory now, I can see it. I know his face so much better, his small expressions. He doesn’t show much. You have to be very patient and look closely.
As a Murderbot, I have had many opportunities to develop patience.
Sometimes Gurathin falls asleep like this. He’s warm, and soft, and I’m learning about the kind of touching that makes him feel safe. Being a solid presence for him to just unravel against, all his worries and fears abandoned to subconscious space as he focuses on the part of me that is holding him up.
I let the ghost of a smile wash over my face as I remember how much I didn’t like him, at first. How he let me not like him, and still treated me like a person once he knew I had free will. My drones hover around our heads, giving me both a clear view of danger and of the blissful, peaceful expression on Gurathin’s face. He feels safe, leaning against me. I am a good SecUnit, not just for the clients I choose, but for the humans I will choose forever. He is one of them. Dr. Mensah will always be my favorite human, but he’s my… most surprising human.
If I were more daring, I’d pull him into my lap and kiss him like the humans do on some of my shows, in the scenes I fast forward through but still see anyway. I know them well enough to re-create the movements.
I never wanted to do that before.
But with Gurathin’s warmth pressing into my side, I think I’m starting to see the appeal. I wonder if he’d let me kiss him. If he’d like it. His lips look soft, too. I wonder what they taste like. I think he would hold onto me if I held him like that. He might even kiss me back.
I am still too shy to make any sort of advance, and I’m pretty sure Gurathin is, too. I’ve kept clear of the organic goo of feelings when we are hardwired, but I think I’d find some tender feelings toward me in there now, if I looked. If there was more - if he wanted more - I’m not sure what I’d do. Easier to avoid it, for now.
I don’t want to disturb the quiet inside us, just yet.