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IMAGINE YOU’RE GRASPING ON TO THE EARTH’S SURFACE AND WHEN YOU LOOK UP YOU CAN SEE THE OVERWHELMING VOID OF THE NIGHT SKY. IMAGINE YOU ARE GRASPING ONTO THE OCEANS SURFACE AND WHEN YOU LOOK UP YOU CAN SEE THE OVERWHELMING VOID OF THE DEEP OCEAN. IMAGINE IF YOU COULD FLIP OVER AND YOU REALISE THERE HAS BEEN A WHOLE NEW WORLD BELOW YOU. IMAGINE KNOWING YOU HAVE NEVER TRULY BEEN IN CONTROL OF WHERE YOU ARE HEADED.
YOU HAVE BEEN DRIFTING ALL ALONG.
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Oh, have you ever woke up from a daydream And realized that the world's gone crazy? You people are all the same Going blah blah blah, going bang bang bang Oh, I'm a laid-back girl Float in the sun, looking down at the world Oh, just sippin', it's kinda my thing You do you, I'll do me Chillin' at the bottom of the sea and I say I'm happy just being a prawn Oh, I'm happy just being a prawn, prawn, prawn, prawn Prawn, prawn Prawn, prawn Prawn, prawn Prawn, prawn Oh, have you ever seen the prawn cause a world war? Have you ever kissed a prawn, got a cold sore? Have you ever seen a prawn kick off? Have you ever seen a prawn in a pair of handcuffs, oh You people make the same mistakes Over and over, it's really kinda dumb, oh Slow learning is kinda your thing You do you, I'll do me Chillin' at the bottom of the sea and I say I'm happy just being a prawn Oh, I'm happy just being a prawn (ooh) I'm happy just being a prawn (ooh, ooh, ooh) I'm happy just being a prawn, prawn, prawn, prawn Prawn, prawn Prawn, prawn Prawn, prawn Prawn, prawn Recently people discovered that these prawns have a highly sophisticated social system Similar to that of bees or ants Prawn, prawn Different individuals are specialized for particular tasks This superorganism is impressive, no matter how you cut it Prawn, prawn Prawn, prawn Prawn, prawn Prawn, prawn Songwriters: Christopher Young / Mark Turner / Orono Noguchi / Timothy Shann The Prawn Song lyrics © Domino Publishing Company
The Krill from Happy Feet Two.
There is no such thing as free Will. C'mon less thinking, more swarming. I'm sick of swarming, I have been swarming all our lives. Sometimes Will, it's like you got a mind of your own. Tell me Bill, what lies beyond the swarm? I have started to research further from the Siphonophore and the singular jellyfish; originally I argued the siphonophore is the ideal; a colonial organism that has specialised zooids that all work together as ‘one’. The jellyfish only cares for itself, does not communicate with others and is a sole individual. The jellyfish is pelagic; the tide and currents move them throughout the ocean. The siphonophore has specialised bells which propel the entire colony through the oceans, they choose their direction. Using this data as a metaphorical domain, I suggested, in culture and specifically generation Z there is a divide; most of Generation Z are so engrossed in their own cybercircles of Instagram and the echo chambers of their online presence that they are unaware of political on goings/ ignore it as the issues do not involve them individually- they are the jellyfish. They do not realise they are drifting. Then there are those who do want change, and are aware that they are in a culture which is a wants- based capitalist society. These are the siphonophores, the ones who choose their direction and propel themselves towards change.
I have broadened my research into other less know organisms that hold similar zoological structures; Apolemia Lanosa Siphonophore, the Velella Velella, the Salp and the Pyrosome. All four are gelatinous ocean dwelling organisms chosen because of their ethological behaviour and locomotive systems. The secondary research has been deducted from The Plankton Chronicles and The Monterey Bay Aquarium Research Institute. Relating these organisms' ethology and biology back to my existing metaphor system, these additional three organisms have allowed me to widen the horizons for metaphorical associations between the ocean and Generation Z behaviours and attitudes. No sunlight can reach you. It is cold and silent, darkness envelopes all and crushes down, but it is home. Do you believe in age? Do you acknowledge time? As time drifts by, slower than it does above you, how do you know your existence? Do you know about the world above? Do you envy those that lie there glistening in the glorious warmth of the shallows? Or do they know about you with your subtle beauty, your rippling glow and your silent power? Do you ask yourself if they are aware of what lies below? Maybe they have seen a glimpse of your existence on a bloated carcass. A slow world with an overwhelming depth to implode the unprepared visitor. A seemingly barren and unwelcoming landscape, Why bother with explosions of colour only for it to be covered with an expansive velvet black cloak of darkness. But you, the illusive giant, you light up your atmosphere. You elegantly propel within your neon presence with arms flowing below. You are ruthless and merciless in your quest, searching for any glimpse that catches your attention, but I assume it is not without reason. You see all with your eyes, like pearlescent moons reflecting any pelagic embodiment before reeling them into your grasp to devour. You defeat anything smaller in stature, there can only be one giant and you reach gloriously to explore the expanse of your kingdom. Do you truly know what lies above? A busy and frantically colourful world. Hues of green and blue, jade and sapphire would ripple through your eyes. Obstacles of mirrored revolving walls, darting in the glimmering brightness, life everywhere, colours never seen before, a whole new world of what could be. But it cannot. You are from down below, it’s where your home is. You are comfortable in the blackest depths, so why would you change? But perhaps, one day, very slowly, you could drift towards the light above, where time is fast and the existence is faster. You could see what could be, see another reality. See for yourself. But past the shallows, past the tantalising array of prey, past the vibrant living floors, They decided you went too far. You let the sun pierce into your mooneyes and scorch your shimmering skin, But you are dragged from the blue, you saw too much. You wanted to see for yourself, to change your surroundings, but they would not let that happen. Below is a film by Coral Morphologic and Borscht which influenced the above letter. “Youthquake”, defined as “a significant cultural, political, or social change arising from the actions or influence of young people”, has been selected by Oxford Dictionaries as the 2017 word of the year.
The term saw a 401% increase in usage year-on-year as 2017 saw the often-maligned millennial generation drive political change. The publishers cited the UK and New Zealand general elections as examples of young voters mobilising to support opposition parties. No sunlight can reach you.
It is cold and silent, darkness envelopes all and crushes down, but it is home. Do you believe in age? Do you acknowledge time? As time drifts by, slower than it does above you, how do you know your existence? Do you know about the world above? Do you envy those that lie there glistening in glorious warmth of the shallows? Or do they envy you with your subtle beauty, your rippling glow and your silent power? Are they aware of what lies below? Maybe they have seen a glimpse of your existence on a bloated carcass. A slow world with an overwhelming depth to implode the unprepared visitor. A seemingly barren and unwelcoming landscape, why bother with explosions of colour only for it to be covered with an expansive velvet black cloak of darkness. But you, the illusive giant, you light up your atmosphere. You elegantly propel within your neon presence with arms flowing below. You are ruthless and merciless in your quest, searching for any glimpse that catches your attention, but I assume it is not without reason. You see all with your eyes, like pearlescent moons reflecting any pelagic embodiment before reeling them into your grasp to devour. You defeat anything smaller in stature, there can only be one giant and you reach gloriously to explore the expanse of your kingdom. Do you know what lies above? A busy and frantically colourful world. This time hues of green and blue, jade and sapphire ripple through your eyes. Obstacles of mirrored walls, moving and darting in the glimmering brightness, life everywhere, colours never seen before, a whole new world of what could be. But it cannot. You are best down below, its where your home is, but perhaps, one day, very slowly, you could drift towards the light above, where time is fast and the culture is faster. Do you know of the world even further above? Past the shallows, past the tantalising array of prey and past the vibrant living floors. Are you aware of those who would love to drag you up and away and let the sun pierce your mooneyes and scorch your shimmering skin. Thinking about the analogy of Siphonophores and Jellyfish as ways to portray identities within the current zeitgeist, I began to simplify the metaphor down, to become easy and clear to understand. Children's books are often simple and clear, working with underlying story lines and morals to take away.
The book tells a story of working together to achieve an outcome, however it aims to question and reflect whether that is best; the tide is too strong for even the grouped movement and they end up in the same disappointing outcome as the individual jellyfish. Donna Haraway states “You have to be here, not everywhere. You have to be attached to some things, not everything.” (Story Telling For Earthly Survival, 2016). But even working together doesn't necessarily mean change, we marched against Trump, the worldwide opposition towards his new leadership, however he is in power, he is still sexist and yeah thousands of us stood against it. Trump is the tide. The banks are the tide. The governments are the tide and we are increasingly being swept around even if we act as colonial organisations, it is too strong to fight against. If we are more aware of the reality, if we are not blinded by our own individuality, the fake news and are truly 'attached to some things' then perhaps we can achieve more of a direction. Before that, i believe we need to know what we want. For example, we know we didn't want Trump in power, however what was the alternative? What was the plan B, Hilary was not voted in, so that would also not satisfy either. we marched, but if it had succeeded what would that success have looked like? A broken siphonophore. The moment before a slow death.
Initally marine biologist thought they had found a new species of gelatinous zooplankton, but upon investigation they were found to be individual zooids torn away from the stolon of a siphonophore. Each zooid is genetically identical, but has a specialised role to play within the colony. The siphonophore acts as an individual being, but is colonial in biological terms. Initial image was used to screen print, but now it works best as a repetition. The Jellyfish bloom is a crowd of independents. The Siphonophore is a collaborative colony of independent zooids. Using these organisms as metaphors for our western culture I begin to question the reality of our society and how it could potentially lead to change. On the one hand, the jellyfish is a symbol of an affective body in mutual relationship with its environment and, on the other hand, it is the inhabitant of an outside; a place that is not for us- a place that is not easily accessible and contained (yet) and in our experience of the world. The jellyfish lives in a world that is outside of our own. (Crone, 2012) As Crone states in the above statement, the jellyfish is in a mutual relationship with its surroundings. The jellyfish is happy in its environment quietly drifting where the current takes it. It does not aim to change its environment, nor challenge it. The jellyfish never questions its destination. The jellyfish exists independently, catches its own prey and reproduces asexually. The jellyfish is the jellyfish, and that only. Off the shores of Japan, they can be seen in giant blooms, all together and creating havoc with coastal industries as they swamp the ocean surface. (Vince, 2012) But are they all in it together by choice? Or are they there because the relentless currents and tides shepherd them as one? We are becoming the jellyfish. As an increasingly self-absorbed society, it seems we only care for ourselves and what exists immediately within our own circle. Our reality is warped. Individualism has overcome us and has propelled us into a happy wants-based society and the new self-expressive generation compulsively feeds into the disguised colossus system- Capitalism. We seem unaware of the true reality of our environment, not particularly by our own fault, but more-so due to the lack of truth projected by the media, figures of importance, politicians, banks and most recently social media. Our society exists as a warped post-truth culture. Edward Louis James Bernays, the nephew of Sigmund Freud, shaped the western world into how it ticks along today. Using psychoanalysis techniques from Freud and combining them with his own notions of public relations he shifted America from a needs based society, to a wants- based society. The ability to manipulate the Western culture by tapping into their subconscious desires and promoting desirable consumer goods. His most notable consumer based triumph was overthrowing the taboo of women smoking in the 1920’s by promoting the cigarette as a symbol of independence, (Bates, 2008, p12). By focusing the notion of freedom into a product, the consumer could buy the product and gain the freedom, and their inner desires were consequently and pleasantly met. This was the beginning of a new political awareness, how masses could be controlled by their consumer goods, allowing their irrational desires to be met, creating a happy and docile society. Fast-forward to today and the all-consuming self dominates our culture. Thanks to our inner desires being met, it has become easier to get what we want and capitalism is king. “Capitalism is about self-expression; art is about self-expression. Art is far from being a radical outside movement. It is at the heart of the modern conformity.” (Curtis, 2017). So, as we strive to be an individual we have failed to realise we have become the same, we have united. We have not united together as a society but united as pattern, as data, all hurling ourselves into a cyberspace to project our new-found selves onto others screens. We play to Capitalist strengths by obtaining the new iPhone, but the rose-gold one because not everyone has that one. We aim to be different because different is good, but not too different because we also must fit in. As psychology studies found with the Eliza , humans like to have reassurance, and we like to have ourselves reflected back at us. To feel secure and finding others that have similar views or ideations reiterates this. To be different, is to conform, and our culture is all about the individual. Therefore as we constantly self-express, with clothes, attitudes and the ability to project that individualism onto others via a cyberspace, (Barlow, n.d.) we increasingly feed the data system that propels us into our own absorbed cybercircles , distracting us from the reality outside of ourselves. Computers know our patterns thanks to our consistent spending, sharing, posting, tweeting and activity within our cybercircles. How is this data used? How does our acceptance of data collection play out culturally? We have, in general, accepted it, because to fit in culturally we must. It has become the norm to not read the terms and conditions of why an app wants access to our camera and microphone, or why we need location services on. We are being watched, and consciously we actually know it, but it has become hypernormalised . (HyperNormalisation, 2016). The notion of having our data collected makes us question our reality but typically not enough to stop us, because it is easier to just accept the terms and conditions and use that app to stay connected within our cybercircle. We question it, but not quite enough because we signed that petition to stop Facebook tapping our phones, but carried on using it anyway. We also care, but not quite enough because we are outraged when a whistleblower suggests our televisions can be tapped and record us with the microphone, but we haven’t gone out and thrown away our television (Anon, 2017). We care about the things we hear on the news because we still have a slice of empathy, but we do not tend to act on it as it doesn’t affect us on a personal level. Our news is fed to us through the media, a one-sided source, we know not to believe everything we read, but politically we do not know what the truth is anymore. We cannot distinguish between fact and fiction, and consequently I argue it hardly matters. As individuals we are too separate from the political forces that whirl around us, and we don’t know an alternative route anyway. We have become so self- absorbed in our own egotistical individualism that we already are a bloom of jellyfish. The political confusion is the Jetstream and the invasive data sharing, capitalism, distrust of government is the ebbing tide. We don’t strive enough to overcome it, in case it disturbs us as an individual, or because even if we do try to overcome it, we do not truly know what we are aiming for as the outcome, therefore it becomes stunted. The togetherness of the unique individuals becomes the swarm of the conformists- with self- expression as the uniform. We just need to realise we are a collective and things can change when we know what to strive for. We can be the Siphonophore. As independents we portray ourselves as most important . Indulging in this self-importance, it liberated us personally by fulfilling our subconscious desires, but it affected politics for the worse as we became disconnected as a collective. Are we too self-obsessed to truly come together as a collective movement to change things for the better at the moment? If so, how do we know that change is better when we currently cannot see an alternative. “We live in a world where we see ourselves as independent individuals. If you’re an independent individual, you don’t really think in terms of power. You think only in terms of your own influence on the world.” (Curtis, 2017). Whilst we know we want to change, we tend to commit to that change but only as individuals, and is potentially why things never get altered. We are busy being a jellyfish, just looking out for ourselves. Whilst the Siphonophore is a perfect collective, each body being an individual, doing its own thing but working towards the same goal. Siphonophore zooids cannot survive individually, they need to be part of something bigger and better. The siphonophore still drifts with the tide but it is a collective that is in it together. As the distinct thinker Donna Haraway states “You have to be here, not everywhere. You have to be attached to some things, not everything.” (Story Telling For Earthly Survival, 2016). In order for collective change, whatever the alternative reality is notioned to be, it needs to happen with each independent being part of it and simply being truthfully aware of our environment, not just our cybercircles. To challenge our culture, we need to be the Siphonophore. But we are the Jellyfish. To be the latter, is easy; it is easy to ignore the truth when it does not personally affect us, when we can dive into our own virtual reality, when decisions are suggested to us via capitalist data handling and when we can just go with the flow whilst we sit and hope our warped reality is sorted by those we barely trust. It is easy because we do not know an alternative, therefore to create a change and become the Siphonophore is impossible without having a full vision of the alternative that as individuals we can all agree on and instigate. I aim to challenge these metaphorical theories in the next module, focusing on self-expression as a conformity and the notion of togetherness. Sidenotes ELIZA is an early natural language processing comput- er program created from 1964 by Joseph Weizenbaum. Weizenbaum chose to make the create a script named “Doctor” that only reflected the patient’s statements back to them. The algorithms of the Doctor script re- sponse deceived many participants when communi- cating with Eliza, as the reflection acted as though it could listen and reassure. CYBERCIRCLE: The virtual world which revolves around our own data algorithms. The circle constantly increas- es as we slowly indulge more into cyberspace, but only similar things are reflected back to us thanks to the algorithms that are used by Facebook, Twitter etc. The data groups us and links us to other similar groups. Because the cyberspace data systems cannot imagine new ideas, it constantly looks backwards at our previ- ous patterns etc and they do it well as it’s what they are programmed to do. The data keeps up within our circle, and simply suggests new friends, new items to buy, similar search enquiries and it makes our lives so much easier. It seems we are happy enough to allow these translucent dynamic data forces persuade us into a false sense of free will; this is will explored more in the following modules. HYPERNORMALISATION: At the end of Russian com- munism, everyone knew their ‘reality’ being portrayed by the politicians and media was a façade. The public knew that the economic system wasn’t working and politicians had no control. The politicians knew that society knew they were at a loss, but because no alter- native reality was provided, it became normal, the mu- tated reality was accepted because there was no way to imagine a new ‘normal’ (Yurchak, 2006). Alexei Yur- chak created the term Hypernormalisation to describe this state of society. Currently we in the West share a deep distrust with politicians and how our world is politically constructed. We know banks are not all they seem to be, the wealth gap is increasingly growing and that social media isn’t a true portrayal, but we seem to accept it as we cannot think of an alternative or how to change it all. Who would we turn to, to change it if those in power are not really in control? We know we want change but it never happens, even if we attempt to do something about an issue, it usually doesn’t work due to this lack of alternative vision. In the film pro- duced by Adam Curtis, he suggests that the Western world has reached a state of mass delusion, similar to that of the past Soviet culture. SIPHONOPHORE: A composition of medusoid and poly- poid zooids that are morphologically and functionally specialized. Each zooid is an individual organism, but its integration with others is so strong that the colony attains the function of a larger organism. Each has a specific job role in order for the larger organism to sustain itself. Bibliography Anon, 2017. 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