To my readers,
This blog was a class success! As an assignment for both my Intro to Mass Communication class and my Advanced Topic (Singularity and Transhumanism) Philosophy class, this blog resulted in an “A” in both classes, and even won the class blog contest for my Mass Comm class!
As I’ve got an entirely new load of classes starting next week, it is unlikely that I will be able to continue posting on this blog. However, it has been a rewarding and enlightening experience to not only learn about our emerging technology and the myriad questions surrounding it, but to learn the process of blogging in general. I’ve never kept a blog before now, and to my delight and surprise, readers are still viewing it, even though I’ve not posted since the semester ended.
Thank you, readers, contributors, professors, and all who have helped me with this assignment.
“I don’t think the Founding Fathers had any idea of how we would be using technology today when they formed our government,” said my friend James on the phone last night.
Ladies and Gentlemen,
Good news! Chivalry is officially extinct. Add to its untimely demise the deaths of propriety, etiquette, gentility, and social behaviors expected of (and celebrated by) men and women of class. Rejoice! Gone are the days of patiently waiting for a lover to leave a card with the butler, of stealing a glance to your favorite here and there, and by all means, indulge in sexual impropriety, for it is no longer condemned in these modern days; innocence in its various forms is largely subject to ridicule now – heaven forbid any of us participate in an action that would make us look ridiculous!
When I talked to my brother, a former law student, about his take on the law and technology, the last thing I expected was for the conversation to turn to Twitter. I remember wanting to be a defense lawyer when I was in middle school – reading several John Grisham novels to educate myself – but when it dawned on me that I might have to defend someone who had committed a crime, my perspective changed. Before that realization, I had the idea that a defense lawyer keeps the good guys out of jail and puts the bad guys in. Simple as that. What I learned over the years, and after conversations with my brother, is that the law is much more fluid than that, and technology is only slicking the wheel.
When I was little, my older brothers taught me how to build with Legos. It seemed only a matter of simple engineering that brought the creations of our minds to life. We constructed and tore apart those Legos so many times, they began to wear out. My favorites were the pieces with moving parts. We made no small number of planes, helicopters, space ships, villages, and odd contraptions that transported small of sticks, rocks, and other natural bits of interest around our play area. With Legos, nothing was impossible with a little ingenuity and a healthy dose of imagination. I couldn’t envision a toy more adept at translating the visions of childhood fancy into reality.
When I first met Daniel, he was sitting in one of the hallways of UVU picking at his guitar and singing to passersby. With on-the-spot songs composed for strangers who lingered, he seemed every inch an entertainer. I was immediately impressed by his quick wit and ability to turn a phrase (not to mention the impish grin he flashes after an artful joke), but what caught my attention the most was the expression behind his eyes. They seemed to hide a certain mystery, and I, like any natural sleuth, was intrigued enough to make a mental note to take the opportunity (should it present itself) to investigate Daniel’s deeper levels.
I saw him often on campus, usually performing improvised music for an impromptu group of students or headed cheerfully to this class or that – always with his guitar on his back. I noticed that he seemed to have a characteristic gait; it was almost a strut, as though he were walking with a purpose.
To my surprise, Daniel disclosed to me some time later that it hadn’t been that long ago that he couldn’t walk at all. I invited him to tell his story for this blog, and to ask his opinion on the latest research surrounding exoskeletons in development for para- and quadriplegics.
In 1931, audiences were transfixed as Colin Clive uttered one of the most famous horror movie lines in history:
“It’s alive… it’s alive… IT’S ALIVE!!!”
The 1930’s version of the movie Frankenstein was directed by James Whale and adapted from the play by Peggy Webling. However, Frankenstein is originally a novel, penned in 1818 by a teenage Mary Shelley.