Internet as 21st Century Vietnam
I feel like we’ve been going through Nam—that the digital age has been another kind of publicly known, yet somehow deep, esoteric, nuanced experience. Something inner, personal but shared and varied. We have all been in the same strange land together, but none of us have taken exactly the same step as the other. And something else is also going on too. Something akin to hunting and gathering; another kind of jungle—a primeval landscape that we collectively grew and now we hack our way through. But bits of it sticks to us...
It seems like when two people meet it’s actually at least four people meeting. And the invisible ghosts, the other two guests are our digital experiences—the sum of everything we’ve ever clicked, typed, buffered, searched, uploaded, updated, plugged-in, downloaded, scrolled, and browsed. Like a familiar: the mystic’s spirit animal, the wizard’s owl, the witch’s smaller, hairy, tailed, pissing, meowing witch—it lingers about with us, seemingly glued to our shadow.
In my own mind it looks more like the mellow, psychedelic undulations of a lava lamp than any creature. Some mass that's changing color and shape, density, direction—perhaps giving off a faint hum or the sound of a glass armonica. That’s our familiar in the digital age; our sum total info-phantom, and it is unique to everyone. And it's growing. Getting longer in our shadow. We’re always calling upon the authority of our sum digital experience in conversation outside the Internet. Invoking this familiar—the phantom limb of exploratory experiences remembered..
This is what I mean by Nam. It has had a resonating, deep psychic rippling on all who have lived through it. How we handle these tricky waves now will echo out into time. It means: everyone needs to start talking, more about just what has the last 15 years truly been for them. What does it mean to be a digitally-enabled nonlocal animal?














