On Media, Audiences, Linked Flows Of Information and Major Change

Via Jay Rosen of the Pressthink blog:

The People Formerly Known as the Audience

That’s what I call them. Recently I received this statement …

The people formerly known as the audience wish to inform media people of our existence, and of a shift in power that goes with the platform shift you’ve all heard about.

Think of passengers on your ship who got a boat of their own. The writing readers. The viewers who picked up a camera. The formerly atomized listeners who with modest effort can connect with each other and gain the means to speak— to the world, as it were.

Now we understand that met with ringing statements like these many media people want to cry out in the name of reason herself: If all would speak who shall be left to listen? Can you at least tell us that?

The people formerly known as the audience do not believe this problem—too many speakers!—is our problem. Now for anyone in your circle still wondering who we are, a formal definition might go like this:

The people formerly known as the audience are those who were on the receiving end of a media system that ran one way, in a broadcasting pattern, with high entry fees and a few firms competing to speak very loudly while the rest of the population listened in isolation from one another— and who today are not in a situation like that at all.

Here’s the initial thought-provoking post which led me to the above piece.  Following that, the rest of Jay Rosen’s piece is something you really should read.

I remain impressed by the ongoing determination of so many to believe that this hyperlinked interconnected internetthingy is something different and powerful, a harbinger of democracy in increasingly authoritarian and manipulative times.  Most of the time this is what I want to believe, and tell myself (and so, like all of us, find evidence to bolster my beliefs).  The rest of the time I believe that we are only just entering the initial zone of Toffler’s Powershift - Knowledge, Wealth and Power at The Edge Of The 21st Century, and that all of the head-nodding for the past 20 years about the new paradigm of the Information Age was in tacit agreement with the private thought that "this won’t affect me".

As the pox-laden virii of new forms of  "mass production" begin to pullulate on the office doors and desk-bound assembly lines of what is termed "old media", and as the heat and light (if not real power) of the masses with publishing tools in their hands begins to be noticed (Politics, journalism, traditional advertising, education), I notice two things …

1 … the antibodies and immune system are really big, and are spread out everywhere

2 … in addition to rejecting the foreign substance / bodies / players, the extant system is also trying to swallow "it" … eat it so that the fever will be killed.

I also remain fascinated by the ongoing attempts to apply reductionist analysis to this writhing Guernican blob (as Thomas de Zengotita terms the media morass in which we (literally) live, work and play, in his book Mediated - How The Media Shapes Your World and the way You Live In It ), as it adds arms, legs, hearts, minds, words, pictures, videos and non-DJ voices … we want so badly to understand it, to "nail" it, to master it, to use it before (or while) it uses us.

This last fascination has been a durable one.  Notwithstanding what have seemed like endless proclamations of constant change for the past two decades (much of which I worked in the area of organizational change), so very often it seems like so very little has changed. I have many times observed that most systems and organizations are actually in a state of constant low-grade rolling change, with bursts of pandemonium in between.  Nevertheless, every upcoming change is  marketed to those who will feel its impact as the next "solution".  What is it with our need for solutions ? It seems mainly like a mindset to me.  I guess it’s better to believe that than to worry constantly about who might move your cheese ?

Much like the emperor’s clothes, people who read drivel like Who Moved My Cheese mistake the books’ naive and moronic simplicity for a higher truth—that if something is so simple and popular, it must be really deep and compex. It is the equivalent of a literary mirage, and that fact that we have bought 12 million copies of it is a collective exercise in global stupidity.

What do I mean ?  Here I’ll beg your indulgence, dear reader, as I am likely to be all fumbly-inarticulate (believe me, I have been trying to express what I think about this, with little success, for about twenty years).  Here’s how I think about this:

  • Homo sapiens, while (relatively) a recent newcomer to the planet, has been around for quite a while (thousands and thousands of years, and more)
  • While history tells us that conquerors roamed far afield (go look someday at the maps of Genghis and Kublah Khan’s peregrinations, or Alexander’s, or the spread of the Roman empire at the height of Constantinople’s glory), almost all human activity was intensely local and social contact was limited to one’s family, clan and village.
  • Forget about history .. as a generality, people didn’t move around all that much until the 20th Century.
  • While we will never know differently, it’s usually believed that the Industrial Revolution, aided by advances in science, engineering and social arrangement concepts like division of labour and mass production for mass markets, led to much more widespread  prosperity and better living conditions. The virus known as human beings began to multiply more and more rapidly (I did say we’ll never know differently, given that compounding likely means that even absent the Industrial Revolution, we still might number more than 6 billions .. who knows, absent wars with tanks, cannons and airplanes and killing fields, maybe there’d be even more of us !)
  • Without the constant and full-surround information flows that today’s media offer us, there was literally much that we did not know .. and / or that it was not our place to know. I repeat …  it was "not our place to know".
  • Our societies were structured to reflect and reinforce this … the march from clans to villages to fiefdoms and kingdoms, intertwined with the powerful upper ranks of the churches are still, imo, the dominant design principles for society … hence the troublesome impact of events like Luther’s 95 Theses in the early 1500’s, the printing press,  and any outbreaks of earnest liberalism, egalitarianism, call it what you will (oh, the French revolution or the bolsheviks, whatever … some attempt or other by some ne’er-do-welll who dared to question authority and ask why things couldn’t be different, fairer (hehe, want some amusement ? Go read this Dog-Philosopher fable about the audacity of a philosopher (Diogenes) who masturbates in the town square because the town’s welfare system won’t feed him, or something like that)

I believe we tend to forget that the age of monarchs and  ruling families and classes that dominated a nation or society is only back ten generations or less (and that in the supposedly modern 21st century on planet earth we still have many autocratic, or monarchic, or oligo-plutocratic governing systems).

And I believe that we toss off the aphorism "knowledge is power" much much too lightly.  Or maybe it’s just that we are all realizing how cynical a statement that tends to be ?

While I don’t want to denigrate the role of careful analysis (scientific or otherwise) in the process of understanding and using information and technology, I do recognize that any and all tools that will help those in charge of the main systems can and will be used to maintain and grow the status quo and its evil offspring.   The necessary knowledge will be kept hidden or quiet (hey .. how many times have you heard some pundit or wag (like John Dean) say "This Bush Administration is one of the most secretive in modern times" .. nah, you don’t believe that, do you ?  W says he believes a lot in transparency, and if you really pushed him, he’d probably allow as it’s hard work indeed).

What’s that French aphorism ?  Plus ca change, plus c’est la meme chose (The more things change, the more things stay the same).

This is crazy-making, for me.  Why ?  Because it doesn’t take long to look around and see how much things have changed in the last twenty or thirty years, let alone the last five … and because it also doesn’t take long to look around and notice how much has not changed, and / or is in the process of actively resisting change.

Technologies change, materials change, methods change, ways of living and being change … so why is it that social systems and patterns and structures change so little in their deep structure, or in the face of large amounts of rapidly-moving information may even regress in order to try to simplify and control.

Where is it, or was it, in the march through the last 100 years or so of rapid technological invention and implementation, that we lost the ability to stay firmly and rootedly connected to ourselves ?  And in so doing (by and large losing that ability, becoming atomized, alienated, etc.) gave up the rhythms and beats of deep sociality ?  Does having friends and connections on all five continents, that I can speak to, see or send messages to at any time of the day or night, or pop in to visit for a day or two after a long jet-fueled flight … does that replace living in the same town, or on the same street with the same neighbours, kids growing up together, etc. for 20 years ?

Well … yes, it does … and no, it doesn’t.  Today, it is different, for me.   I know that I am a privileged rich Westerner, and that what I am writing applies mainly, or mostly, to my fellow rich white Westerners.  I am also old enough, and have been through enough life experiences, to know that i don’t feel rich, or privileged, other than as an intellectual exercise (and I am one of the lucky ones … good friends with those parents and in-laws still alive, in good nick with siblings and old friends, engaged in a healthy, loving primary relationship, eat well, sleep well, live simply but stay out of debt, and so on). 

I SHOULD feel rich, and I often tell myself that I live a luxurious (and pretty darned free) life. 

But, just as often I feel sad, and it’s a discouraged, resigned kind of sad.  I wish so very much that I felt more a part of a society, a community … and this is what I see changing all around me and us.   All the while that everyone is working furiously to grow, to have more, to understand, to figure it out, to name. classify, manage, control and predict how things will be .. .this is what is keeping us from connecting with each other and figuring out with commons-derived sense, what to do and how to do it.

The construction and overlay of systems of systems (such as schools, highways, factories, mass markets and mass marketing, hierarchical arrangements of official knowledge and accepted routes of power) is manmade, just as is the hyperlinked, interconnected internetthingy.  What will we make of it, and what will it make of us ?

Some jokester once said "First we shape our structures .. then, our structures shape us".  Maybe an historian can help here .. was there as much (proportionally) resistance at the advent of Copernican and Galilean understandings, or at the onset of the Agrarian or Industrial Ages ? 

Will we look back in 2050 at the quaint structures and processes that (by then) we will say we inherited from the Industrial Age, or will be in the tightly-controlled grip of a proprietary corpo-governmental Panopticon ?

I’ll be 96 then.

Which reminds me of one of my favourite sayings … "One hundred years from now, all new people".

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Beautiful, Jon. Do you play the sax? If not, you should take it up, or channel it.

Suffer me this. It was written just after they opened the under.wealthbondage.com. Spilled out. Vomited. Though I don’t recall it as violent, or unpleasant. I’ll throw it up here, now, because.

Soundtrack of Nat King Cole singing Armstrong’s “What A Wonderful World”, under ( http://tinyurl.com/kxewn ). Here goes. Love and Happiness (http://tinyurl.com/z5rx7 ).

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Walking to the Book

Book of Power

“Push” the trend (aka the trend is your friend, game the trend)

take perceived strengths (that to which one (’s adversary) is most committed, where one’s conviction is greatest) and exploit/promote their inherent weaknesses

the weaknesses inherent/implied/latent/recessive in them

individuality / selfishness (greed)

open-mindedness / incoherence (anomie)

reducing/eliminating tendencies for new collective actions to develop

help them make their bed and let them sleep in it

address anomie created (help them escape their bed)

by providing opportunities for prescribed collective action (ordered freedom)

in the form of deference to authority

god

church

state

market

empire

by committing to (approved) incoherent philosophies

in expectation of individual salvation

in the old movies/days/myth this plot would/could have been addressed justifiably by a punch in the nose (jimmy stewart smith washington reporters.)

balkanize, atomize

divide and conquer

reintegration of the wayward son

prodigal son

an elaboration (for me) on what i meant.

wikipedia:

Anomie as social disorder

The word, which can also be spelled anomy, has also been used to apply to societies or groups of people within a society, who suffer from chaos due to lack of commonly recognized explicit or implicit rules of good conduct, or worse, to the reign of rules promoting isolation or even predation rather than cooperation.

A concise prescription for maintaining power in the face of organizing adversaries:

Help them make their bed and let them sleep in it.

Help them escape their bed to sleep at the foot of yours.

“Their” bed is Anomie.

“They” have carved Anomie into “their” headboard

“Their” bed has Anomie carved into the headboard.

From the weak position, one might also use the first tactic to assault the stronger position

But the weak position lacks a comfortable bed

And the strong position is not easily divested of its own

So the weak position offers a stronger position in a fraternal bed

While the strong position frames it as sleeping with the enemy

Thanks for the kindness .. honestly, tonight I needed that (well, wanted maybe not needed)

Those words to that sound track .. a powerful hymn, too true and too honest for almost anyone’s comfort.

People often speak of anomie. Have you ever stared into the abyss and just not known ? Did it ice up your dander, or did it fill you with an unusual calm ?

Anomie is what most of the world is trying to keep at bay, i think .. and alas, we know it is there. How else to explain so much of humans’ feverish activity ?

Leonard Cohen has channeled anomie for 40 years now, and alternately turns it into anthems, lullabies, dirges and chants.

Your work above is beautiful, terribly so. I wish i had never become an adult … I can’t understand, and know I will never understand, why more people can’t see through the schemes and the manipulation .. and even worse, if they can, why they don’t ever want to do anything about it.

Snake charming for humans, that’s it .. lull them all into comfort by mouthing rhetoric about freedom and rights and growth and material well-being.

This is so very right 9as in correct, but also you know, these days …

A concise prescription for maintaining power in the face of organizing adversaries: Help them make their bed and let them sleep in it. Help them escape their bed to sleep at the foot of yours. “Their” bed is Anomie. “They” have carved Anomie into “their” headboard “Their” bed has Anomie carved into the headboard. From the weak position, one might also use the first tactic to assault the stronger position But the weak position lacks a comfortable bed And the strong position is not easily divested of its own So the weak position offers a stronger position in a fraternal bed While the strong position frames it as sleeping with the enemy

Witha quick veer into arcanity occasioned by a quick read of the lyrics to “Love and Happiness”, did you know that Frank Zappa once said that he had never written, and would never write a love song ?

Let’s make it a contest .. you can win some cheese. Do you know why he hadn’t and wouldn’t ?

Frank Zappa also testified in 1985 in the House of representatives, on the First Amendment, free expression and the machinations of the RIAA. My guess is he would be an honest-to-goodness hero to many of us today. He was to me back then .. not for the looks or in your face attytood and baehaviour, but because of his smarts and humanity. The guy was on the ball.

from his testimony:

No one has forced Mrs. Baker or Mrs. Gore to bring Prince or Sheena Easton into their homes. Thanks to the Constitution, they are free to buy other forms of music for their children. Apparently, they insist on purchasing the works of contemporary recording artists in order to support a personal illusion of aerobic sophistication. Ladies, please be advised: The $8.98 purchase price does not entitle you to a kiss on the foot from the composer or performer in exchange for a spin on the family Victrola. Taken as a whole, the complete list of PMRC demands reads like an instruction manual for some sinister kind of “toilet training program” to house-break all composers and performers because of the lyrics of a few. Ladies, how dare you?

The ladies’ shame must be shared by the bosses at the major labels who, through the RIAA, chose to bargain away the rights of composers, performers, and retailers in order to pass H.R. 2911, The Blank Tape Tax: A private tax levied by an industry on consumers for the benefit of a select group within that industry.

Like Ol’ Charlie B.,I don’t think I quite believe him. He IS writing “love” songs, no? Manifest for me in this doc:

http://tinyurl.com/hylc6

To Love is to challenge. Lovingly. And not. Embrace.

To Love is to be challenged. Lovingly. And not. Embraced.

“People often speak of anomie. Have you ever stared into the abyss and just not known ? Did it ice up your dander, or did it fill you with an unusual calm ?”

Thankfully, the calm comes pretty quick. Unless it doesn’t.

“Anomie is what most of the world is trying to keep at bay, i think .. and alas, we know it is there. How else to explain so much of humans’ feverish activity ?”

Seems to be the US ’social contract’: fear not, it shall not overcome you.

The only thing they can ‘reliably’ protect you from is the chaos they themselves manufacture/create. It’s a pretty sweet scam.

Note the smokestacks here:

http://tinyurl.com/ztd3q

Yeah … he meant glurge, as in “I can’t live without you, you are my everything, you even rate above Wal-mart”, etc.

Make sure to tell, if no one else hazards a guess :-)

“Do you know why he hadn’t and wouldn’t ? ”

He didn’t want to be complicit? An accessory?

To crimes of “love”?

Great post. And great observation about Leonard Cohen. Blogging, singing, creating, sharing — these are our anomie busters, I think. It also helps to think small, and big, at the same time, i.e. to work on yourself, enhance your autonomy in a system you understand but doesn’t rule or define you.

I think I know .. from what i remember, he said he disn’t want to be a part of anything that encouraged such unconscious and immature thinking. He didn’t want to collude or be an enabler ofg that degree of uncoinsciousness, and also felt it hurt people to help bring the=em to a place of surreptitious learned (socialized ?) helplessness. he felt that the romantic notion of endless “love’ hurt or psychologically fucked up too many people and that a cold splash of reality insrtead of a desperate search for this untrue love would be more real, more useful.

Something like that.

My sisters and mother have taken to ending every phone conversation with “Love you.” Which annoys me (gee, what a surprise.) We talk often, so I’m not a *complete* a-hole (like that *email* guy.) It feels a bit desperate to me, just a bit. Like they have a Leo Buscaglia virus, which (like herpes) never really resolves. His line, I think, was that you never know when someone you love (or who owes you money) is gonna kick, so gosh darn it, say the words! True enough, I guess. Wassabigdeal? Just say, “Thanks!” or “Vaya con Dios”, or “Godspeed”, or whatever. But I don’t feel like it. It feels like someone’s lifting my ass with a bit of a lever. Something I’ve never been too fond of. Result: Sometimes I say it, othertimes not, instead mumbling something incoherent, which if expanded to audibility would read ‘Would you knock off the love bugging, girlfriend?! You still owe me thirty bucks!”

(p.s. When I *do* say it, it sounds like a little kid looks in those photos right after he’s learned to fake smile. Some day, that could be their last image of me. Joy.)

(p.p.s One owes me sixty, actually. Bitch.)

Today I said, “Ok!”, real cheerful like, in response. It was kinda funny. There was just a tiny hitch, a teensy beat, before she said goodbye. It doesn’t take much to amuse me.