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Second Life: Utopia or Dystopia

This is my essay for a Pop Culture course I’m taking:

 

Second Life is an online game which is supposedly exactly what its name states. It is a virtual world where gamers can recreate themselves, their appearances, and their interests. One can visit Las Ramblas in Barcelona, or the Chelsea Hotel in New York City. Live music events are free to attend, as are strip clubs bars, restaurants, and the McMaster library. One can visit giant playgrounds designed by NASA engineers, or the McMaster Mills Library. Users refer to their offline lives as their First Lives. Second Life has an economy based on what are called Linden dollars, which can be bought with or exchanged for US dollars. A Second Life gamer can run a business, sell their artwork, or prostitute themselves for Linden dollars which can then be exchanged for real currency. This paper will assert that even in an environment that has the possibility of being an atypical society, Second Life mirrors the real world’s Reality Effect, Myths, and interpellation.

Second Life is almost like viewing Reality Effect in effect, having a pre-established economy that already functions much like the real world’s economy does, although there are probably more options to barter for goods, and there are a few individuals who create goods and give them away at no cost. Gamers can also create their own items, but the code is not open source, so there are limitations to what one can produce. What is interesting to note is that in a virtual world where almost anything could happen, the world is populated with casinos, bars, and strip clubs. One of the only phenomena that is not part of the Reality Effect is the fact that gamers can set their avatars (visual representations of themselves) to fly. The visual representations vary. A gamer can set their avatar to fall on a spectrum of skin tones, sizes, heights, eye colour, hair, and even fairy wings. Second Life offers miles and miles of malls, of shopping opportunities, for clothing, accessories, pets, and even real estate. The reality effect is that what appears to be a game, of playing virtual house, is actually making people money in real world dollars, and ties in with the interests that hegemonic powers wish us to have, and set us up to spend our money on.

Second Life user avatars are ubiquitous in their representations, as if they came from reality TV or People magazine. There are virtually no fat or disabled avatars, nor are there any seniors.  Even if the gamers themselves are all physically fit and young, if groups like seniors and the disabled were not marginalized in our first life world, they would choose to represent themselves as seniors, in wheelchairs, or as overweight if they considered those to be viable options. What is the reason for this lack of representation?

Barthes elaborates Saussure’s theory of how meaning is encoded in signs to take account of the fact that, in addition to their denotative, or literal, meanings, signs also assume connotative, or mythological, significance. That is, they take on additional associations that are more clearly subjective, charged with a culture’s dominant, often unspoken, beliefs or values. (O’Brien, Szeman, 84)

In light of who is represented in Second Life, and the above quote, clearly this suggests that some of the unspoken messages or mythologies in our society tell us that senior, disabled, and obese people ought not to be seen.

The proliferative strip clubs in Second Life illustrate the myth that women’s worth in society stems from their sexual accessibility and exploitation. It also illustrates the commodification of sexuality. There are almost no male sex workers, reflecting their invisibility in the real world, where female sex trade workers often unwittingly find themselves the subjects of photographic “art” and are the subjects of email jokes and television crime shows. Strangely, male sex workers are never seen or represented in Second Life or in our first lives. In Second Life, strip club owners will screen the avatar applicants gender, and some even go so far as to require a personal phone call to determine that the sex worker is indeed a woman. After all, who wants to exploit a man playacting a woman online? Clearly, this is not acceptable to gamers.

 

To respond to interpellation by accepting the hail… is not simply to capitulate to power, but to actively engage in the construction of a self … To self-identify even by a racial or sexed designation is not merely to accept the sad fact of oppression but to understand one’s relationship to a historical community, to recognize one’s objective social location, and to participate in the negotiation of the meaning and implications of one’s identity. (Alcoff, 340)

If a female gamer wishes to consume virtual products, and participate in the economy of Second Life, she is limited to working in a strip club, unless she has hours of time to put towards coding products that others may never buy. Stripping, on the other hand, is a sure bet in the online world (and sadly, often in the offline one.)

Second Life is a game that has more to offer than rampant consumption and commodification, but these are significant aspects of the game, and often, new users can’t see that there is much else to the game. Doing some digging will reward a user with a more robust experience, as there are some philosophical discussion groups, art galleries and other events to get involved in. The point of this paper was to highlight how the users of the game illustrate Reality Effect, certain mythologies and interpellation through a brief examination of their representations, and negotiations of their own virtual identities as fit, beautiful, and young, which is a reflection of the mythologies of our society. The reality effect of the economy displays what users value; that is, what hegemonic powers assert they should be, such as ownership of land. Being a very occasional user of this game, and being a student of Cultural Studies and Critical theory, the presenting images in Second Life have always struck me as being odd, and somewhat eerie. It is not a reflection of our real society, but what is dismaying is that it is a mashup, or construction, of what hegemonic powers wish it to be, and that people as a whole, must on some level, be subscribing to as well.

Bob the Zombie

Once upon a time there was a zombie named Bob.

Bob woke up on a Friday morning with a smashing headache. It dawned on Bob that he hadn’t had any brains in about 48 hours and was now in full blown detoxification.

Bob checked himself into a detox clinic and hurled his guts out (along with a few other people’s) and after a few days he began to feel better.

Once he was steadily back on his feet, he went to his first Zombies Anonymous meeting. Ever since then, he’s been living his life free from addictive addiction to brains, one day at a time.

The End.

That Caged Bird thang

So I’m reading Richard Florida’s “Rise of the Creative Class”, which I have no business doing because I should be studying my Cultural Studies text. Bah, the exam is going to be multiple choice. Wtf.

So I’ve read the entry where he talks about the Creative Ethos. He refers to William Whyte, who wrote The Organization Man, and explains how many corporations and bureaucracies stifle creativity, and promote those who “go along to get along.”

Ding ding ding!

I haven’t read The Organization Man and I probably don’t need to, because I have lived it for about five years and I’m living it now and growing weary of it. I’ve managed to hurl myself into other departments on temp assignments, just as a means of breaking the monotony for myself. I’ve been in Ontario Works, I’ve been in Corporate Services, and now am in Municipal Law Enforcement. I will admit, where I am now gives me the greatest leeway in how I choose to do my work, just so long as I get it done.

But on a couple of my work “trips”, I’ve been quite shocked at how entrenched and stuck these work situations are. One office was involved in a lot of scheduling. I had to book appointments for and with people, and I had to know where everyone was all the time, and even dispatch any changes. They scheduled people to go to certain clients or locations with … wait for it … PAPERCLIPS. God forbid if somehow the paper clip with the little note about the location went missing or fell off. Within a few days of this, I said, “Hey, I could do us up a little schedule in a spreadsheet and we could just drag and drop people onto their locations.”

You’d have thought I’d suggested they drink the Purple Kool-Aid.

People were Aghast with a capital A.

“Nooooooo. We’ve always done it this way.”

Of course, when you work in an environment that has a strong us vs them vibe between workers and management, you are going to find this rigidity. A simple electronic schedule would have freed up literally hours of time. And if you free up hours of time, your boss will think you don’t have enough work and give you more, or worse, lay you off.

I even applied to work on a Leadership Roundtable with the best and brightest at my organization. HR and the elected officials wanted to know what sort of plan we could come up with for employee recruitment and retention. We had to do a great deal of research and team work because none of us actually had ever worked in HR. I have to say, the recommendations we came up with were probably good enough for Richard Florida. But we knew, a week or two into it, that our recommendations would get shelved after we had been congratulated, and nothing would be implemented.

And so it goes.

I don’t want to “go along to get along” anymore. I’m looking for exits and I think I may have some workable ideas for myself. At least this way, when I have an idea, I can implement it. If it sucks, no biggie. I don’t want to be a caged bird, singing for freedom, I want to name the sky my own.

Further updates as events warrant.

Oh the things I learn from the Speculator

I had an insanely busy day so I didn’t get to see much of the intarnets today. However, I did manage to spot this Spectator article. Emma Reilly, the journalist, starts out with this:

The city is considering service cuts, user fee hikes and property tax increases to ease a potential $31.5- million budget shortfall next year.

City staff originally predicted a $15-million deficit, mostly due to a projected increase in welfare claims, shrinking recycling revenue and a drop in water consumption.

Then at the end of the article, I “learn” this:

The city is looking at raising transit fares, recreation program fees and parking rates to help ease the shortfall.

Services and programs could also be cut, though Eisenberger said it’s too early to say which areas would be affected.

Council has clearly outlined several areas that won’t face cuts, including emergency service response programs, programs for low-income residents, street median plantings and the Mum Show.

Councillor Sam Merulla called for a salary freeze for all non-union staff, including council. The move would save $900,000.

The city is also considering revisiting four-day work weeks. Staff will report back to council about this option in early December.

Reeeeally. It’s not so much that I’m shocked by this, but as usual, I’m fascinated by where the Council chooses to stick it to the taxpayer. And I don’t mean in the arse, I mean geographically and socio-economically.

First of all, Sam Merulla’s salary freeze for non-union staff is a great idea (it must be opposite day) but should have been implemented last year. I’m glad they’re keeping the flowers, it’s kind of a must for a City that is known for brownfields and factories. The flower median at Burlington Street and Wellington is the only thing good going on at or near that intersection.

But I have to wonder how they figure hiking HSR fees is a good idea when they will still continue to shovel Ancaster’s residents sidewalks for them when the rest of us have to shovel ourselves out. Also, that vacancy tax rebate. I say fully tax the absentee landlords and maybe they’ll leave. Why should they leave or do anything constructive with their properties when they get tax breaks for leaving them empty and abandoned?I bet if we could actually have some real transparency and be party to campaign contributions, I’d have some answers to my questions.

Full disclosure: I work for the City (and I will, from time to time, gently nip at the hand that feeds me). I could smell some “staffing changes” coming down the pipe a few months ago, and so I hurled myself off the government front line with a lot of determination and a lot of luck. I wouldn’t mind a four day work week actually, but that just means longer lineups for everyone. I’m sure your time is worth as much as mine. I’m not sure the councillors think that though.

Proust Questionnaire

I am fascinated by the format of the Proust Questionnaire. I guess it’s partly because it’s succint, and not filled with a bunch of self-important blah blah blah. Vanity Fair has release a book of Graydon Carter’s questionnaires. I want it for Christmas. I’m not really much into celebrity gossip crap. Not into it at all, really. I hate people magazine and all the other paparazzi publications. I do not watch TMZ. As a communications student, obviously I am aware the mechanism/parasitic relationship between the press and celebrities.

But I digress. I’m not talking about that, I’m talking about my fascination with the Proust Questionnaire. It’s called “Proust” because apparently Marcel Proust was one of the first people to ever answer one. I plan to ask some Hamilton business owners and maybe even some fairly well-known Hamiltonians to answer my questionnaire to be put in print for a local rag. Not saying which one at this point, lest my idea get rejected. So then I thought I should put an entry up on this blog too … so maybe I should go first. So here goes:

What is your most marked characteristic?

A will of iron.

What is your occupation?

Government. Student.

What is your most treasured possession?

My laptop

What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?

Addiction

What do you regard as your idea of happiness?

Being free of desire

What talent would you most like to have?

I have always wanted to play guitar. I even took lessons once. But I am clearly deficient in guitar-playing talent.

What trait do you value most in others?

Kindness

What trait do you most deplore in others?

Arrogance

What is the best dream you’ve ever had?

Hanging out with Jack and climbing his beanstalk. That’s not a metaphor.

Where is your favourite Hamilton hangout?

The waterfront

Who is your Hamilton Hero?

Kevin McKay – owner of the Sky Dragon

Who is your Hamilton Heroine?

Sheila Copps

What is your favourite source of local news?

My favourite source to make fun of is the Speculator. My favourite source to get news from is a tie between Hmag, RaiseTheHammer.org and a bunch of Tweeters.

What is your personal motto?

Cursum Perficio. It means “I stay the course.” Sounds pretentious as hell, but it’s my ancestor’s clan motto and it works for me.

What do you think would be a good motto for Hamilton?

We like it rough.

What do you love most about Hamilton?

The characters. The scenery. I can’t decide. Sometimes the characters ARE the scenery.

What do you like least about Hamilton?

Its collective defeatism.

How would you describe our current civic leaders?

Out of touch. Old school.

What values do you think Hamiltonians, on the whole, espouse?

Passion. Perseverance.

What values do you think Hamiltonians should embrace?

Change. Compassion.

More will be revealed

Setting things up. Putting things where I like them. OCD YEAH!