The capitalist elites want you to think of yourself as a silly little goose

James Greig on needing to grow up, and a great counterpoint to the (un)conscious art conversation:

Make no mistake: the capitalist elites want you to think of yourself as a silly little goose.

Simplifying art does make you “a more pliant consumer.” Artists need to be conscious of how their work affects people — we’re not chaos monkey technicians — but I do think it’s a good argument for why we should also be more conscious consumers. Enjoy your Marvel movies, but don’t believe they’ll save the world.

TikTok obsolescense

So I know it’s not like, an original joke — it has a Know Your Meme page and everything — but I really enjoyed this “there is a third thing” tweet.

A tweet by "your own personal jesus." It reads, "i hate it when people think i'm being serious or that i'm joking there is a third thing and that is what i'm being."

Why I’m writing about a tweet though, is the way I found it. Like pretty much every funny internet thing I see these days, it came from TikTok. I think some of that comes from the fact that I never made the very effortful decision to curate my Twitter feed into something that reflected my humor. I didn’t really use Twitter for a long time, and now I’m sure as hell not using it. TikTok, though, takes the work of curation off your plate.

What’s the trade-off? Lots, but what’s interested me lately is what happens when I think to myself, “wow that TikTok tweet slideshow was funny, I should track it down.” If I didn’t like it, this is a tremendous task. Even if I did like it, it’s not a cinch. It’s the black box problem: I probably couldn’t interpret how TikTok classifies my interests in the first place, so attaching any kind of tag to it would be useless. The Spotification thing again, but this time with no whip-smart music sages to name genres. (And how would you even name a genre of TikTok?)

I’ve seen some scuttlebutt about the fact that TikTok’s search function is awful — sometimes misleading since the introduction of auto-generated suggested search — but I don’t have a strong grip on why. I know Reddit has a similar problem. There, the issue is a) Google is just way too good at search and b) users are really bad at usefully tagging their own posts.

And thank god they are by the way! SEO is internet poison!

Going into the search function, or even liked videos beyond the 24 hour turnaround between liking a video and then sending it to your group chat, feels like being somewhere you’re not supposed to be. Nothing on TikTok was meant to live that long. Planned obsolence underpins the app’s entire model, for trends and conversations rather than technology.

TikTok’s culture is what’s designed to fail, over and over again, at a fast enough frame rate that it looks like a still image.

As soon as it works

John McCarthy, who appears as the Google snippet for searching “father of artificial intelligence”:

As soon as it works, no one calls it AI anymore.

Until recently, that is.

This post is embarrassing

An overpass reads "YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL."

Haley Nahman wrote about what she calls “consciously life-affirming” art for her newsletter Maybe Baby. She talks about how consciously life-affirming art — her examples include “YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL” graffiti and paralympic athletes in Cheerios commercials — prescribe good-feeling, which is why they’re sort of synonymous with marketing. Corporations “empowering” you to buy their products. She uses this to critique Everything Everywhere All at Once, which is an important thing to do for a movie that I loved but basically never questioned. Whether or not I agree with the critique is sort of irrelevant. But I do take exception to something in her central idea.

Disclaimer that this language helped to identify something that irked her personally, that felt patronizing. Totally valid.

What I think is dangerous as a broader claim, though, is this idea that art has to be unconsciously moving. That trying to be profound is a kind of salesmanship, that art has to be effortless. Some artists — although I’ve never met them — might just spill themselves out and, oops, they’re a genius. But I think everyone else needs some faith in the value of their ideas. Why are we doing all of this if we don’t actually believe that what we create has the capacity to move people?

Nahman mentions a poem she finds on a memorial wall. But it isn’t found poetry, a genre about noticing beauty hidden in everyday language. It’s a poem. Its author summoned the courage to write what they felt in a way that’s beautiful, trusting some reader to come find it in good faith, even though sharing anything of what’s inside yourself is completely embarrassing. What they did was conscious.

The world is full of people who carry that beauty and are careful to never let it out. These people still need someone to tell them it’s okay to believe in what they’re making. I’ve been affected — seriously uplifted from downward places — by “YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL” street art. I felt silly. I thought, “Ugh, this is so basic.” It was a rock that said “You are more than a GPA.” But there was a me that needed some low branch to grab, and there was a rock that wasn’t obviously trying to sell me something.

I took it home. It was awkwardly shaped. It didn’t sit on my dresser in a way that displayed its message. So it sat facing straight up, illegible, displaying half that was painted blue and stony half that wasn’t supposed to be seen.

Your best ideas

From the robust gamemastering tips in Electric Bastionland, a game by Chris McDowall:

Don’t keep your best ideas for later. Use them right away.

Funny enough, a friend gave me this same advice when I was still pacing over what to call my Substack. I imagined I wanted to save Supernormal for if I ever wrote a book, which is an extremely silly thing to do!

Fun at rest

Cats don’t purr because they’re happy, exactly. I heard someone say that it’s more like the cat is saying “don’t go, please.” They just want whatever is happening to keep happening.

Long weekend. Fun weekend! But long weekend. Today I laid down in bed and every cell purred with ease. Maybe that’s also a kind of fun?

I’ll report back after I’ve laid here for, I don’t know, another nine hours or so.

Initial successes

Nick Bostrom in Superintelligence on the failure of Japan’s Fifth Generation Computer Systems Project, a 10-year plan at the end of the twentieth centruy to create a massive supercomputer that could house complex AI. He’s quoting Jacob Schwartz here:

At this point [following the failure of Japan’s Fifth-Generation Computer Systems Project], a critic could justifiably bemoan “the history of artificial intelligence research to date, consisting always of very limited success in particular areas, followed immediately by failure to reach the broader goals at which these initial successes seem at first to hint.”

I’m not a total AI skeptic — I just think that our capacity for dreaming far outstrips the real pace of technology. Computing, like every field of science, is built on more failures than successes.

Two large computer towers that read "PIM model-m," next to a boxy computer monitor like you would see in the 1990s.
The aforementioned supercomputer.

Steal everything shiny

A magpie in a tree.
I call my collection my “magpie file,” because I’ve heard magpies steal shiny things.

Why keep a collection? There’s plenty of reasons. My collection is a source of inspriation, a reservoir of elegant ideas and beautiful language, a trust fall with the artist in my brain that maybe he’s connected dots that I haven’t yet.

Another great reason: Today I read about the “afternoon fun economy,” the post-pandemic growth of recreation during regular working hours. This was a New York Times article, so lots of golf.

I thought to myself, “Wait, didn’t I recently read about a study debunking the ‘happiness tops out at $75k‘ idea?” I can find stories about the study (like the one I linked), but I can’t find the specific article I read, which mentioned a sort of conversion between salary and free time. Time off work far outstrips salary after a point in contribuitng to perceived wellbeing, but I can’t find the exact numbers anymore. I wish I had added that fact to my collection.

Plus, somewhere in my liked TikToks is a clip of Richard Wolff discussing how profits could be distributed among the working class as free time, which in turn could contribute to their wellbeing more than a nominal pay raise. Time is not money — time is far more valuable. But that clip is as good as gone.

In other words, don’t be a conscientious collector: archive everything in terms you understand. Steal everything shiny.

Good movies

Someone in a video I watched was talking about blockbuster movies, and they said, “They’re the most popular movies in the world. Why can’t they also be good?”

I wonder if there’s something about popularity that precludes “goodness.” And to be honest, I’m sure this is a very well thought-about question with many answers, but I want to kick the ball around and find some answer of my own.

“Good” is the vaguest thing you can say about an artwork, but in this case I think that’s a strength. It’s by design. The most boring thing to say here would be that art is confronting, and what is popular cannot be confronting, and therefore it cannot be of great aesthetic quality. But that’s not what we mean when we talk about a “good movie.” I like John Wick, but I don’t know that it does anything complex. It’s good, I would argue, because it isn’t complex. It fulfils that campfire story itch in an unsurprising but satisfying way — low blows notwithstanding — and does whatever an action movie needs to do to be enjoyable.

One line I draw here is the difference between art and craft. John Wick is art in that it’s an art form (movies), but it’s not “film” in the Letterboxd sense. I still haven’t found a good delineation — “high culture” and “low culture” is a poor distinction in my opinion, and for that matter lots of arty art also has mass appeal. Everything Everywhere All At Once killed it in the box office. For now let’s just say, John Wick does not have a strong rhetorical message that it’s trying to convey.

But the craft of the movie is spot on. The dialogue is well-written (if melodramatic in some ways), the scenes well-blocked, the acting well-acted. There’s nothing to distract you from your enjoyment of the movie. Compare with big budget projects, in which constant shifts in mission and demand may ultimately lead to a rushed product. The Marvel VFX problem. I feel like this happens especially with video games and TV.

Another sense in which a big artwork can fail to hit “good,” comes from the same problem: design by committee. I think audiences have an instinctive sense for vision, and we can tell when an artist’s vision has been smudged by too many hands. Or if “vision” is too flighty of a word, say “opinions.” Whatever you want to say about the vision of John Wick, it’s clear everyone on that production had opinions about what action movies should be like. Any choice is better than no choice. I’ll link my Scream VI review again, because although I liked that movie, I point out that one of its big flaws is that it has no opinions. In the end, it just makes itself about family. I said any choice is better than no choice, but the “default to family” thing is no choice.

It also explains popularity, since it gives some films access to more heavily censored markets than a movie about, say, anti-capitalism.

So, what makes an artwork good? Craft and opinions. A project with too much weight behind it passes too many hands to keep either of those things.

Are craft and opinion all that make an artwork good? No, but I would love to find an example of a well-crafted, clear-sighted movie that’s bad. Off the top of my head, There Will Be Blood was kinda like that for me, except I would never call it a “bad movie.” Just wasn’t for me.

Oh, and it can’t be about hate. I guess that’s the big one, huh?

Mission rot

One of the really frustrating corporatisms that I actually find myself wanting to use is “cadence.” Literally it refers to how often a regular meeting takes place, but spiritually it has something to do with rhythm, with rest, with many responsibilities arrange themselves into a pattern.

Another term I like, a double header military-to-nonprofit expression, is “mission creep.” That refers to the slow broadening of ambitions. Yesterday you set out to give hankies to the hankiless, and now you won’t rest until the common cold is eradicated. Cf. power creep and the Sorting Algorithm of Evil, what I lovingly refer to as “Naruto fights Madara on the moon.” (It’s actually Toneri, but I don’t know who that is.)

The opposite problem is nameless, as far as I know: When you wait just a little too long to bring an idea to fruition, and wait just long enough for it to fester. Extreme episodes lead to the total abandonment of the mission.

How do we stop the rot? Hank Green incepted the answer into my mind a looong time ago, and I still think about it often. The answer is to stop when you’re 80% done.