Thursday, July 22, 2010

Steampunk

I recently (well, perhaps not *that* recently) realised how much I love Steampunk - or, to be more precise - the Steampunk aesthetic. For those of you not familiar with Steampunk, it started as a literary genre; an off-shoot of early science fiction. Think Jules Verne and H.G. Wells and you'll be on the right track. The basic premise is an alternate history, most often one in which Charles Babbage actually did complete his Analytical Engine - a programmable mechanical computer. The stories then go on to envisage a world in which Victorian Era Britain had access to the vast computational power afforded by this technological breakthrough, and a world where the industrial and digital (though, in this case, perhaps digital is the wrong word) revolutions occurred at the same time. Recurring elements of these stories include swashbuckling airship pirates, mad scientists and clockwork automata, and are as much explorations of an alternate history as they are of human creativity and imagination.

What really strikes me about Steampunk, though, is the appreciation of aesthetic value that has grown around the sub-culture; focused as much on the aesthetic appeal of an object as on its function, though never letting the function become secondary to its appearance. There is also a strong sense of non-conformity: "things don't have to look ugly just because most of them do". The more die-hard members of the sub-culture embrace a DIY take on this ideal, and reject the mass produced plastic monstrosities we are so used to in our daily lives. As an example, just look at this keyboard, created using old typewriter keys.

The core tenets of the Steampunk aesthetic are that functional everyday objects need not compromise on beauty, and true craftsmanship is laudable. Here the (semi-) historical nature of Steampunk comes into its own: items from the Victorian Era have a much greater aesthetic value than their modern counterparts; and it is clear when looking at, say, an old pocket watch that whoever made it put a great deal of effort into its production. The result is an object its creator can be proud of, and this pride in creative accomplishments plays a great part in Steampunk culture. Don't for a moment make the mistake, however, of thinking that this pride manifest itself as a protective attitude towards the crafted goods. On the contrary, not only are the creators happy to show off their wares at the drop of a top hat, but they will often share their blueprints and instructions among the community of "makers" that, thanks to the Internet, has reached global proportions. In this community, someone copying your work, or using it as a basis in their own innovative creation, is certainly not seen as plagiarism or theft, but as flattery and recognition. Here the Steampunk community (and, indeed, the wider community of sharing artists and creators) has a lot in common with the Hacker sub-culture - a value system based around the sharing of information and creation of useful tools for the benefit of all (and, let us not forget, for the sheer fun of it!). Perhaps this similarity is why I feel such a strong connection to Steampunk - or perhaps it's just because top hats, vests and brass goggles make such wonderfully eccentric attire that I cannot help but admire it.

The blog Reborn!

I know I've said this before, and no doubt will again, but I am intending to resurrect this blog. I have also decided to keep inane ramblings to a minimum, and endeavour to ensure that each post has at its heart some morsel of relevant, or at least interesting, content. To this end, I have gone over the previous posts, and deleted those that did not meet this criterion. Henceforth this blog will contain only posts that offer some insight, if not into the world being reflected upon, at least into the twisted mind whence the reflections arose.

Welcome to the Echoes of Silence.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

The Blind Watchmaker

I recently stumbled across this video on YouTube, and I just had to share it! Basically it is a very impressive way of tearing down the horrible straw man argument the creationists insist on using; namely the Watchmaker analogy. They claim that something as complex as a watch couldn't have come about by pure chance... it is fit for a purpose, and so has clearly been designed. Therefore there must be a watchmaker. The term Blind Watchmaker was used by Richard Dawkins in his eponymous book, where he essentially argued that the watchmaker in the analogy was blind (perhaps more metaphorically so, in that he lacks foresight and the ability to plan), and that he just tried various combinations, and whatever works, he keeps.

The video linked below goes one step further - it uses a computer program to simulate basic clockwork organisms, and lets them evolve based on their ability to tell the time. After a few hundred generations, we see complex pieces of machinery evolve, even though there was no design involved - just random variation in the population, and a selective pressure to be as accurate as possible.

Watch, marvel and enjoy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mcAq9bmCeR0

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Twitter

I must admit I was quite sceptical about Twitter, which is the main reason it took me so long to get an account; but now that I've been tweeting for some time, I must say I really like it. In many ways it is more of a revolution in communication than the blog was. A blog post often contains a kernel of some substance which the author must have thought about for a while, and you can usually tell that a lot of consideration has gone into crafting the post, wording it just so, getting the right information across in the right way and so on. Even if the author didn't have a blog, whatever seed of thought gave rise to the post would most likely have taken root somewhere else, and somehow worked its way out of its creators mind - be it in written text, in conversation or expressed more abstractly. In short, what people express in blogs they would have said regardless of blog ownership. Not so with Twitter. A typical tweet contains only a throwaway remark the author would probably never have bothered to express in any more coherent form - and that means Twitter is a repository of all those thought that would otherwise have vanished into the aether. A rather fascinating thought, I think... Perhaps I should tweet it.

Also, my Twitter page is twitter.com/Cithoge. Come read my incoherent thoughts ;)

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Worst Cold Ever!

I have just triumphantly emerged from my own Cold War (see what I did there?), and I have to say, that was probably the worst cold I have ever had. I spent a whole week at home; alternating between sleeping and dozing in front of the telly. Not a bad way to spend a week, really; apart from the agonising headaches and muscle pains, of course. Anyway, I'm back on my feet now, and happily blogging away. I think there's a certain inertia involved in blogging - once you get going, it's hard to stop; but if you do - if you take too long a break between posts, you'll never get going again. So this post may not look much to the world, but it's my way of getting blogging momentum going again. Terminal blogging velocity - here we go!

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

The moment of truth

This is it. This post will set the tone for the rest of this blog. In your first post you can say and do almost anything you like; people will understand. "He's new to this - let's give him the benefit of the doubt". Your second post is where you nail your colours to the mast - from here on out all posts must, in some way, follow on from this one. Will I turn this blog into a narcissistic display of inane monologue centred around the trivialities of my life; or will I use it as an on-line analogue of Speakers' Corner, where I can preach from my cyber-soapbox? This is the time to decide.

Actually, it's not. It's late, and I'm tired. The anticlimax be damned; I'm off to bed.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

So it begins...

A blog, huh? Didn't see that one coming, did you? You can be forgiven for being surprised - after all, my opinion of blogs to date has been somewhat scathing. I have, however, decided that if you can't beat'em, you'd better join them - which is exactly what I've decided to do. I will create a blog where I will ramble on about anything and everything that takes my fancy. This is my corner of the limelight, and, in true blogger tradition, I intend to squander it with inane posts. Ha! That ought to show them...

Perhaps I should start with and explanation of the name of the blog, and the URL. Cithoge is taken from the book Star of the Sea by Joseph O'Connor. The quote goes like this:
His apparent fear of daylight and love of the darkness led some of the imaginative to call him 'a cithoge'; a weird supernatural of Irish legend, the child of a faerie and a mortal man, possessed of the power to curse and conjure.
It instantly struck a chord with me, and when I later needed a username for a forum somewhere, Cithoge seemed as good a choice as any. Now I've grown quite fond of it - and what better way to express this than using it for my blog!

'Echoes of Silence' is just a phrase that struck me once - the oxymoronic nature of it seems fitting enough. It also has a nice 'koan' feel to it; perhaps foreshadowing the absurd, yet thought-provoking posts to come? Only time will tell...

Anyway, this is enough rambling for the opening post - there'll be plenty of time for that later. Welcome to the blog - make yourself at home!