A short piece in English this time: it started when I saw this new 3 dimensional virtual reality painter tool at work on YouTube- it then became a rant of mine in the comment sections, but later I thought: “Well no one is gonna read that, or just say silly things in response, you might as well hurl it into blogpace and see if you hit a thinking comet”.
Excuse any mistakes/ faults in English, feel free to comment.
Here’s the video.
It’s fantastic. Mindblowing. And it’s depressing at the same time.
Yes, it’s a great invention for designers, painters and maybe even surgeons and doctors.
But there’s a but. My but.
I guess within my lifespan (if I’ve got another couple of years ..well; Google probably knows this already -data analysis, you know)… anyway, within a couple of years almost everything in the western world, -at least all the things we cherish- will be VIRTUAL if they aren’t already: Art, Love, Friendship, Dogs, Food, Death, Parents, Live-music, Popstars, Soccer, God (o no, He is/was virtual already) and Nietzsche (alive before you’re very eyes in 3 D soon).
And all the rest: cars, driving, bikes, money (virtual already), holidays, bungy jumps, drugs… in ten years time you can all ‘experience’ it all with a pair of goggles on. Probably without, if science gets its hands on the right brainbutton.
It will get extremely difficult to get any ‘real’ experience -people won’t have to. That walk on the beach? Just a silly waste of time, really -and you have to bring a sweater, how annoying. Choose the beach you want lie on, pick a sunset, set temp., order your virtual cuba libre, don’t forget your virtual lover and paradise is within reach. Even pain may become virtual. And heartbreak, disease and loneliness.
There will be a few old Realo’s as I’d like to call them; Real-reality-guerilla fighters, left in the hills, living in caves and treehuts, cooking real food and having real sex sometimes, trying to get the message across that another form of reality does, in fact, still exist. Outside!
But no one will hear them or get their message. Untill the Realo’s break and enter the homes of the virtuals, rip off the goggles and show them what’s happening outside and …on the other side of the world in those silly poor areas: where work, love, pain, death, art and yes- that walk on the beach, are still real. Still actually mean something.
The virtual-fans will conclude reality is ‘boring’ and go back inside. The complete ‘gamification/gamifixation’ of the western world is just around the corner, if you ask me. It’s Robocop all over again, I saw it in my deja-vu-chrystal ball. Pretty soon robots will be doing the killing in some faraway country while you sit at home having your virtual coffee break watching the virtual news about virtual people. After that: virtual sex with a kangaroo (only allowed in Sweden).
That ‘spectacle society’ that good old Guy Debord was talking about and critizing?
It wasn’t far off when he wrote his book The Society of the Spectacle (1967), but this, I’m sure, is the start of the final stage of it , coming into superdeluxe ‘virtual’ reality soon in a living room near you-if you ask me, on a dreary Monday night A.D. 2016.
Now I’ll go and have a glass of real whiskey and listen to some real music on a real stereo. Maybe even play some music myself. On a wooden guitar. How old fashioned.
Come to think of it: I’m not really here either, this is just a virtual message on a mother$8&^#@ing WordPress-blog.
I’m getting halfway unreal myself already.
High time we went. So sorry. Nono, don’t mind me, you just carry on with that goggle-google painting thing of yours. It’s gonna be a great, you’re gonna have so much fun.
It’s gonna look so…REAL.