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techno-mysticism (ne purple)



I think it is important to distinguish here between mysticism and fetishism: mysticism is a transcendental system of belief in which the perceptions and logics of the known material world are cast off - or passed through - on the way toward a direct intuitive or sacred link to a higher and often divine reality, whereas fetishism is a way of redirecting or stopping a teleology of desire or consciousness within the material world. When we speak here of the fetishization of technology, I find the fetish value of derives not from any mystical reflections upon or expectations of that technology but rather from either a fondness for the role of technology within our society or an aesthetic cathexis of technological artifacts. For example, it seems no accident that talk of the glitch as a pattern of music phenomena has risen to its current loud level at precisely the time that our one of our local weekly newspapers in San Francisco has redefined the "geek," formerly stereotyped as a zit-encrusted dandruff-plagued unwashed freak only emerging from the hovel for the occasional Star Trek or Zena convention, as a hipster with stock options. The role of technology here is not at all priestly or mystical - it simply is a way to get laid and get paid. As for the less explicitly commodified aesthetics of technological brokenness, here too it is the very materiality - the lamed banality - of technology which is the subject of creative treatments, and no mystical currents are being channelled from any logical void between head and disc of the hard drive. Moreover, technical knowledge is mundane and exoteric: programming languages can be taught in "Dummies" books, and computer repair classes are available from the mail order universities plying their wares on late-night television. This is not to say that such things are easy to learn but rather to suggest that the addition of such knowledge is quantitatively incremental rather than qualitatively transcendental: there is no rapture by which suddenly Everything Makes Sense. At a certain point of course, we arrive at more esoteric realms, for example when we examine the nature of artificial intelligence and are forced thereby to reflect upon the very nature of subjectivity and consciousness. But a crashing hard drive hardly confronts us with a abyss hewn between the material world and a higher or divine reality requiring a mysticism in order to be bridged; rather, it frustrates us with the realization that our material knowledge of the objects in our all too terrestrial existence is not extensive enough to allow us to turn these obtrusive materials into transparent instruments of our impulses.
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