
59 W 12th Street . 12:12 am . September 12, 2007 .
"In our time of social and environmental disintegration... today's proselytizers of cyberspace proffer their domain as an idealized realm 'above' and 'beyond' the problems of the troubled material world."
Margaret Whortheim
My best friend and I fantasize about our future kids getting married. He's having a daughter and calling her Yeah; I'm having a son and calling him Miami. Miami and Yeah will grow up, fall madly in love and live happily ever after.
This summer I started reading a book called The Ecology of Commerce which, tragically, made me question the mere idea of ever having kids. Dear readers... I've wanted kids all my life. So I quickly told my friend about it (along with some ideas from the book) to which he responded that he wouldn't have kids either. What for? We had arrived to the chilling and crystal clear conclusion that humans should really stop having children altogether.
I found this Margaret Whortheim quote in one of the readings for class and I was very relieved by it: I can still have kids if I just have them live, breathe and breed in Second Life... yay! It shocked me to the core though, particularly because one of the things I noticed in Second Life last night was that people -or the ones I interacted with on this occasion at least- are genuinely happy there. By happy I mean enraptured and by enraptured I mean every single one of them.
I couldn't ask for anything else for Miami and Yeah other than some of that bliss and glee.
T
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