When onboard a ship, or piloting by IFR, the staccato pulses of Morse’s binary language blip past at a socially subliminal volume – teasing one with the hint of mind’s eye theatre projected against a subconscious backdrop. No media is dead – smoke signals hide lesser signifiers but are still laden with meaning – subtleties may likely should drop away, but the medium never subcumbs once it’s made manifest. Recognizing the dwindling market and moving to embrace convergence prefigures a successful transition across narrative – although obviously there’s a deeper layer needing digging:
Quaint Media
or,
Why I Still Have A Record Player
(I’ll present full evidence of the theory as applied to social optimization over the next few weeks, the basis is more or less laid out already as a result of the focus I undertook on memetics)
article to come
