Wherein we assume we are having a conversation with one another. We being the members of ENGL 5650. Do the voices that return to us come from other human beings via these prosthetics we call computers, or do they come from some unknown artificial intelligence? Then again, are "we" really possessed of organic intelligence, or is it merely a simulation of intelligence that we present in order to obscure the fact that there is no "real" intelligence?
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
A Poet employs Baudrillard
Lost in the West Edmonton Mall
Charles Bernstein
“You Never Looked So Simulating,” a poem presented at the In(ter)ventions conference in Banff, February 2010, and first published in West Coast LINE.
Charles Bernstein is a poet, theorist, editor and literary scholar, and he teaches at the University of Pennsylvania. His most recent collection of poetry is All the Whiskey in Heaven, published by Farrar, Straus and Giroux in 2010 . Read his previous work in Geist at geist.com