Sometimes you listen back and it’s like, “Why did I lose the thread there” or “Why did I insert clumsy comparison here,” but this is one where I feel like everything was in its place.
Sometimes you listen back and it’s like, “Why did I lose the thread there” or “Why did I insert clumsy comparison here,” but this is one where I feel like everything was in its place.
“Nor do machines manifest that ironical surplus or excess functioning which contributes the pleasure, or suffering, thanks to which human beings transcend their determinations – and thus come closer to their raison d ‘être. Alas for the machine, it can never transcend its own operation – which, perhaps, explains the profound melancholy of the computer. All machines are celibate.”
Jean Baudrillard | The Transparency of Evil