Rebuilt
Yesterday, a copy of Michael Chorost's book Rebuilt : How Becoming Part Computer Made Me More Human arrived on my doorstep. Given that I'm getting increasingly plaintive, annoyed, and slightly hostile e-mails from some people who invited me to a conference in England at the end of the month, asking where in the world my paper is, I should have shoved the book into the corner of a bookcase, and kept plowing away on my conference talk.
However, you can't think about the same thing 24 hours a day, and it's hard to actually work on a talk when you're watching the kids, while reading is both easier a bit more socially acceptable. So I dipped into it... I'll have more to say about it later, but for now, suffice it to say, it's really good. The cyborg memoir has arrived.
Perhaps best of all, now that a first-hand account of becoming a cyborg has arrived, everyone can stop reading Haraway.
And guys: I'm sending the talk tomorrow. I swear. And actually, reading Rebuilt has helped me think through some stuff about the uses of science studies, so it's actually a good thing that I'm late. Okay, it's not. That's just rationalization.
[To the tune of Pink Floyd, "Speak To Me / Breathe," from the album "Dark Side of the Moon".]
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