VIRTUAL REFLECTION

VIRTUAL REFLECTION

Apr 28, 2023 | CARS, TECHNOLOGY

Remember when we talked about cooperation? 

We were left with the Improve-ments cue, yet unfortunately my ability to properly follow through on all the things I would like to do has not improved at all.

In any case, there is no use crying over spilled milk assuming you don’t prefer latte 🙂 so in case you missed the post on 2010: Escape from Polis I’ll bring the thread back here as well.

The reflection in question is not metaphorical but virtual.

I am referring to the cameras that some car manufacturers have introduced in place of the classic side glass mirrors.

These mirror cams become another small step in ONLIFE to use an author’s neologism.

Onlife is what is happening and being done as life flows by staying connected to interactive devices.

For now, these are only high-end cars, but do you think that what is still only an option now, could become commonplace for all cars in the future?

Without even talking about cost, the first question that came to my mind is about the consumption that will inevitably reduce battery life.

What is your opinion?

Have you experienced driving using these cams instead of the classic side mirrors?

Do you think you would have difficulty, or do you look forward to this innovation spreading to most vehicles as has already happened with digital dashboards, for example?

Real reflection or virtual reflection?

AVANTI, PARLA – COME ON, TALK

AVANTI, PARLA – COME ON, TALK

Aug 18, 2021 | BOOKS

Come on, talk! About an order or a peremptory invitation?
Changing the pitch can be both.
What if the request comes from a longtime friend and the tone is simply curious?

As happened to me when reading Giulia Caminito‘s book, also in this case I found a completely unconventional way of writing, even if I have not been conquered in the same way.

When Porci con le ali – Winged pigs came out, Lidia Ravera‘s debut book, I was still reading Mickey Mouse but the echo of the sensation generated remained impressed on me, as well as the post-1968 wave that brought with it an epochal change.

This book brings back to those years, however, in a slow and alternating way, more like an undertow that laps slowly.

And slowly one realizes that the story was built specifically as a system on a very specific foundation: the base, the true fulcrum of the whole story.

If on the one hand I was curious to deepen a page of Italian history of which I have never read, but which I have lived through news stories, on the other I found myself questioning my way of thinking.

Is the constant effort on myself to eliminate judgments and prejudices really effective?

And again: would I have had the same point of view if I hadn’t found myself in front of a perfect “grandmother”?

How often have we said then that it is not enough to give birth to be mothers, but if life offered a second chance?

I firmly believe that children and young people teach us constantly, and that they are saving.

The food for thought also ranges from the controversial question of knowing how to forgive oneself, to the survival instinct.
From the intrinsic power of silence to the benefits of music.
From consistency to hypocrisy.

All this is a portion of what emerged from the conversations with Monica: this time too I owe this reading to her, just as I owe to her the enrichment on a human level that I was able to draw from it.

What do you think about it?
Do you prefer a book to reveal a story or a reflection?
Come on, talk …

IS THE FROG BOILING?

IS THE FROG BOILING?

Mar 30, 2020 | CHRONICLE, ITALY, WORLD

In these days in which we are under the centrifuges of information shot at accelerated speed, we find ourselves thinking also about how many rights enshrined in our Constitution have been suspended by decrees with that initials so far unusual: DPCM.
Our Constitution actually does not provide for the declaration of the state of emergency, and simply refers to the Civil Protection Code, in fact this Code is referred to in the now infamous publication in the Official Journal of January 31.
Our constituent fathers did not consider appropriate to insert emergency clauses, considering that the eventual conferral of full powers to a specific body, or the legitimization of the limitation, or even the suspension of citizens’ rights, could have represented a danger in the event of possible risks of dictatorship.
Emergency is, by definition an unforeseen circumstance, a concept therefore that in fact refers to a critical moment, to a particular condition that requires immediate intervention.
Undoubtedly what we are experiencing is a series of completely incomparable events, and it would be appropriate to try to keep focused on the fixed points: that is, the certain data.
It costs just a few seconds to go and read from official sources.
What is real and correct, helps anyone to make their own reflections, in the shelter of the bass drum of some media that feed panic and consequent misplaced behaviors and, on the other hand, helps to answer the title question.
The boiling frog is Noam Chomsky’s infamous metaphorical principle that if
“Imagine a pot full of cold water in which a frog swims quietly.
The fire is lit under the pot, the water heats up slowly. Soon it becomes lukewarm. The frog finds it rather pleasant and continues to swim.
The temperature rises. Now the water is hot. A little more than the frog does not appreciate. It gets tired a little, but it does not get scared.
The frog finds it very unpleasant, but it is weakened, it does not have the strength to react. Then it endures and does nothing. Meanwhile, the temperature still rises, until the moment when the frog ends – simply – boiled dead.
If the same frog had been immersed directly in the water at 50° it would have given a strong paw and would have jumped out of the pot immediately.”
However, this pot has a further disturbing characteristic: its size. It involves the whole world.
But “Being boiled” also has a slang meaning, at least we can remedy that.

TIME IS A VALUABLE THING

TIME IS A VALUABLE THING

Mar 24, 2020 | MUSIC, ROCK

I go on thanking for the comments and this time I take this opportunity to reply from here to Duncan Weick: this blog is a gift from my husband and the structure was developed by Zeus.
I try to write and use the images that I hope will make sense.
In this regard, I would like to take this opportunity to talk about inspiration: is there anything in particular that facilitates writing, or in general the creation of something that you are passionate about?
What does arouse a state of mind in you, thanks to which you can feel in the right mood, feel at peace with yourself, if not with the world?
My inspiration almost always comes from music.
Rock, to be exact.
“Play it fuckin ‘loud!” as Bob Dylan taught us.
Power. For me, absolutely energy. But it is impossible to give a definition, to harness in a concept, to circumscribe in a description, because basically it is the absence of barriers.
An idea that clashes a lot with this particular moment in which we are actually “enclosed”.
This is why I thought of the phrase “time is a precious thing“: time is not precluded, indeed, now we could say that we have a perception of it dilated, at times perhaps impending.
“Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings” continues Mike Shinoda when he sings in a crescendo that I perceive as a fantastic invitation to shout.
The magic of some songs is precisely eclecticism, and the power to adapt multifaceted to multiple visions and situations, and in this case too, obviously the interpretations are different.
Personally, my favorite one is relevant to the awareness of time. Concept in turn not entirely universal in the sense that its perception is variable according to the point of view, but more generally, I consider the pendulum symbol linked to the most modern society.
Now that pendulum is particularly dominating all of us who are stopped, and who should make serious and necessary reflections, I believe.
But without going to talk about atomization, I would remain in the simplicity of our cup: will your conception of time change from now on?
Or … in the end, it doesn’t even matter?

RED PILL OR BLUE PILL?

RED PILL OR BLUE PILL?

Mar 1, 2020 | WORLD, WORLD

We use to divide the generations: Millennials, Generation X, Boomers and so on; despite the common path, each one has a particular vision on different spans of time obviously marked by the events that characterized them.
Many of us perhaps had never had a concrete experience on certain types of emergencies, and the general test of panic, which we are witnessing in these days, certainly opens up various new scenarios or at least never seriously considered.
You hear and read everything and the opposite of everything and the questions burst like an uncontainable quantity of corn kernels exposed to heat.
Yet I observe, as always, correct me if I am wrong, that most people continue to lock matters up between the four corners of their garden. Behavior from which, for example, the race to flour and sugar in supermarkets. As if having a spare in your pantry could be enough to shut everything else outside the door.
Question: what can be the reason?
Is it really enough to wash hands?
And, beyond the specific, even in a context of normal routine, don’t you think that in general people prefer not to face reflections that could lead to uncomfortable or unwanted conclusions?
It is inevitable to remember the famous example of the free will Matrix format:

“You take the blue pill – the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe.
You take the red pill – you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.
Remember, all I’m offering is the truth – nothing more.”

Among the countless interpretations and dissertations there is also the hypothesis that blue pill is the choice of the dogmatic, but I would like to remain at the most basic concept: how many would choose the red pill?

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