Roughly two months later and there’s been no activity on the blog on my part. What I thought was going to be a relatively lax semester has actually wound up being quite busy.
Luckily my Literature and the Culture of Cyberspace class has been providing me with plenty to think about along with introducing me to the work of William Gibson and Neal Stephenson. How I’ve gone this long without reading their work astonishes me.
As the semester progresses I find more and more of the readings in my Cyberlit class begin to parallel Second Life. Love it or hate it, I’m alarmingly indifferent on the matter. I find the social nature of Second Life immensely interesting but at the same time I can’t get over the wonky control scheme. I recently wrote a paper for Cyberlit that started off as a discussion of the steps being taken towards immersion in computer games but it quickly dissolved into looking at the feted inner core of Second Life. I find it ironic that the internet was supposed to be the great equalizer, though the digital divide quickly emerged, yet in Second Life we have another example of the appearance of a class of social elite. Really, I shouldn’t be surprised since it is called Second Life.
Another voice in the global village 