Brian Eno’s Windows95 startup sound slowed down 23x.
"The thing from the agency said, "We want a piece of music that is inspiring, universal, blah- blah, da-da-da, optimistic, futuristic, sentimental, emotional," this whole list of adjectives, and then at the bottom it said ‘and it must be 3.25 seconds long.’" — Brain Eno, June 2 1996
Yesterday I was quoted at the end of a New York Times article on Facebook’s failed attempt to acquire Snapchat.
In an e-mail to Jenna, I wrote:
I think the most interesting thing is that they even considered acquiring what is essentially the antithesis of Facebook—an anonymous/pseudonymous and ephemeral community.
Does that mean that they’re willing to accept/embrace an alternative to Facebook identity, or does it mean that they feel *that* threatened by it that they’d leave their own wheelhouse?
We are searching for meaning. We are searching for love. We are searching for a connection. We are searching for things. We are searching for something. Search is such a primal human need. Google, for once has managed to capture the essence of search.
It doesn’t matter what you do, if you care enough it becomes art.
What Orwell feared were those who would ban books.
What Huxley feared was that there would be no reason to ban a book, for there would be no one who wanted to read one.
Orwell feared those who would deprive us of information.
Huxley feared those who would give us so much that we would be reduced to passivity and egoism.
Orwell feared that the truth would be concealed from us.
Huxley feared the truth would be drowned in a sea of irrelevance.
Orwell feared we would become a captive culture.
Huxley feared we would become a trivial culture.
In short, Orwell feared that what we fear will ruin us.
Huxley feared that what we desire will ruin us.
Neil Postman on George Orwell vs. Aldous Huxley and culture of distraction