Is There a There in Cyberspace?
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John Perry Barlow
They told me of their own tragedies and what they had done to
survive them. As humans have since words were first uttered, we
shared the second most common human experience, death, with an
openheartedness that would have caused grave uneasiness in physical
America, where the whole topic is so cloaked in denial as to be
considered obscene. Those strangers, who had no arms to put around
my shoulders, no eyes to weep with mine, nevertheless saw me
through. As neighbors do.
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I have no idea how far we will plunge into this strange place.
Unlike
previous frontiers, this one has no end. It is so dissatisfying
in so many ways that I suspect we will be more restless in our
search for home here than in all our previous explorations. And
that is one reason why I think we may find it after all. If home is
where the heart is, then there is already some part of home to be
found in cyberspace.
So... does virtual community work or not? Should we all go off
to cyberspace or should we resist it as a demonic form of symbolic
abstraction? Does it supplant the real or is there, in it, reality
itself?
Like so many true things, this one doesn't resolve itself to a
black or a white. Nor is it gray. It is, along with the rest of
life, black/white. Both/neither. I'm not being equivocal or
wishy-washy here. We have to get over our Manichean sense that
everything is either good or bad, and the border of cyberspace
seems to me a good place to leave that old set of filters.
But really it doesn't matter. We are going there whether we want
to or not. In five years, everyone who is reading these words will
have an email address, other than the determined Luddites who also
eschew the telephone and electricity.
When we are all together in cyberspace we will see what the
human spirit, and the basic desire to connect, can create there. I
am convinced that the result will be more benign if we go there
open-minded, open-hearted, and excited with the adventure than if
we are dragged into exile.
And we must remember that going to cyberspace, unlike previous
great
emigrations to the frontier, hardly requires us to leave where
we have
been. Many will find, as I have, a much richer appreciation of
physical reality for having spent so much time in virtuality.
Despite its current (and perhaps in some areas permanent)
insufficiencies, we should go to cyberspace with hope. Groundless
hope, like unconditional love, may be the only kind that
counts.