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“always traveling, never arriving”
(suck.com, jan 1996)
from the days when people put real effort into making the web a huge waste of time
The Bookmark Less Traveled
At this week's MacWorld Expo, we
saw the future of the Web.
Admittedly, we didn't exactly
see the future of the Web - as
with the Queen's sorrows in
Richard II, the software
products at MacWorld were "like
perspectives, which rightly
gazed upon/Show nothing but
confusion, eyed awry/Distinguish
form."
The future of the Web? Bookmarks.
If all portents come in threes,
MacWorld was no exception.
There, we found CyberFinder,
WebArranger, and DragNet,
all designed to manage and
organize your bookmarks. The
implicit assumption of these
products, of course, is that
you have a good many bookmarks
to manage and organize.
metaphorical
For a brief moment, let's
reconnect to the original
"bookmark" metaphor: a bookmark
of the non-cyber variety, if we
recall, is used to mark a place
within a book, in order to
continue on from that point at
some later time. True, this
function did spawn its own
industry - that of the mass
production of the laminated
bookmark, which, for whatever
reasons, became a repository for
some of the world's most
appalling Christian imagery. But
never did traditional media
cause us to purchase a product
in order to "manage" our
bookmarks - with the possible
exception of the waste basket.
It's not as the futurists
predicted - an informational
economy, based on the processing
of facts and data. No one's
processing the information they
come across on the Web - hell,
we don't even read it. Nope,
they just note that a site might
have some value at some unknown
later date, bookmark it, and
move on, to bookmark the next
unread site. Always traveling,
never arriving. Rather than an
informational economy, we're
still trapped within the same
libidinal economy of consuming
desire, made pure -
if you never eat, you never have to shit
The old media analogy, of course,
would be walking into a
bookstore in order to purchase
the latest edition of Books in
Print. Or walking into a library
and borrowing the card catalog.
Consider bookmarking as Reader's
Digest Condensed Books taken to
their logical conclusion - why
mess with an abridged version or
abstract when you can have a
work distilled down to its very
essence, its title?
We like to think of bookmarks as
bullets - many get a perverse
sense of security from having
them around, but most, in the
end, are afraid to use them,
given their ability to explode
heads. Bookmarks or bullets,
something bad would probably
come of their use - but it's
undeniably good to hold them in
reserve, just in case something
scary shows up on your front
door. Bookmark 'em all, let God
sort 'em out.
Sometimes... my life really does Suck.Com -_- I'd be very scared to go to that site, mind...
Erm...me?
Rememberence of blogs past
In 2000, I would be sitting in the basement of the Alumni Magazine (in a repurposed house next to the student union, marooned in the snow), and on breaks from my editorial assistant position I would get on the older Mac (pre-iMac!) we used for layout and read Suck. At some point in all this browsing I came across the idea of a blog. And for the life of me I can't remember how this happened, but somehow the term I Googled - or, uh, Yahoo!ed - led me not to like BoingBoing or something, but this other site that, for all I knew, was a totally legit blog. There were posts in reverse-chronological order, it was written in the personal voice, there were links, the whole shebang. I didn't see what the big deal was. It took me weeks to figure out that it was actually a fake promotional blog Macromedia was using to help launch a new version of Fireworks. I didn't know! I already couldn't get half the reference on Suck, nor could I reliably tell when they were kidding, so for all I knew the fake blog was just an elaborate prank I wasn't getting. Nowadays I think I wouldn't have any problem telling the difference, but is that because I got more experience with blogs or because blogs themselves became a more stable, recognizable form? I dunno.
Anyway, I used to be even less able to tell my ass from my elbow, is the point here.