Thursday, January 16, 2014

The Reality of Fake.

     My blog on "The Art of Immersion" has come in soooo late. My books had been pretty late and when they arrived this past Monday afternoon, I had enough reading to catch up on and get my blogs moving. Not so fast, because Tuesday and Wednesday my blog had an issue. Anything I posted appeared blank and my frustration was indescribable. This, however, cleared up last night and I managed to post "Debtor's Prism." Bear with me for the delay.
     The essay, "The Art of Immersion," by Frank Rose reminds us what media is doing. He quotes Janet Murray of Georgia Tech who observes in her 1997 book Hamlet on the Holodeck, "every medium that has been invented, from print to film to television to cyberspace, has increased the transporting power of narrative." He continues to say that when the medium hits the market there is fear of the unknown and hostility towards it.
     Books came, first in serialization and later as novels, and could be afforded by the upper class. A critic in 1845 for the patrician North British review, spoke of the books as one would the TV then, and the internet now - an indulgence that would put one in unreal excitement or trance. At one point each of these was an out- of- the body experience. This has made fiction so real and the 3-D is the in thing. Where does reality stop and fiction kicks in? It is blurry and none is whole without the other.
     The internet has made the world so accessible and who could have imagined students sending their assignments via blog? Go Green! It has also made us vulnerable because our information can be stolen. A year ago someone used our phone number to order for three blackberries but upon confirmation with us, the sellers cancelled the purchase. Scary to say the least.
     In the "Christmas Carol," a novel by Charles Dickens, we see Scrooge as he gets into bed being accosted by his former partner Marley's ghost at the end of part 22 we read, "...Upon its coming in, the dying flame leaped, as though it cried, 'I know him; Marley's Ghost!' and fell again." Was Scrooge in his right mind or hallucinating? He found it hard to believe since he did not know if this was real or not.  

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