So,  a few months ago, I decided to move my blogging into a more public forum.  Tribe.net was a safe haven for my ideas, but their inherent slowness and unreliability had me seek other things. But to get my blog out to the most friends, I had to use Facebook, which is tied to my real name. Now this is a problem if in your head, you are this underground freedom fighter. Because the evil forces of evilness are always going to want to link back to you and your loved ones. I read Spiderman, you gotta have a secret identity.

And then there is the possibility of really making a difference.  That is going to come from transparency and acceptance of who you are. That kind of power is going to come from taking full responsibility, radical accountability for your actions and your words.  There is standing for something.  I’m not saying that this is the most important blog on the internets or something. I’m just saying that it’s me.

We are living at the end of the industrial age. The internet has given us a voice. It is millions of voices, talking right back to mainstream media. In the last age, communication was a top down, lord to serf kind of relationship.  TV, News, Magazines, Books… they all came to us and we did nothing but listen. It had been that way for as long as these technologies have existed. Media has always been the world of elites. It has also been the most effective way for agents of change and intelligence to get their word to the masses, at various rare points in history. The Internet made it possible for all. Anyone with a internet cafe can now change the world. Now, they joystick and the keyboard have given us a way to have a conversation back. Blogs and videogames, they are our access to taking control of the stories.

But, we must tell the stories to make the networked system work.  By decentralizing the communication sources, by making every man woman and child becomes an editor, newscaster, videographer,  humorist, eroticist, priest, magician, political pundit, distributor… and we become the voice. Honestly, if you have even thought about it, you MUST start putting your stuff on the web. get a wordpress.com blog. Open a facebook account, and link it to your videos on youtube. Twitter your whereabouts.  Post photos of yourself from your phone.  Find me and network yourself to me!

We cannot stop them from watching. The Genie is out of the bottle on surveillance. They can watch and read everything. They can link whatever we write to almost any email or IP address. But by the same token, we can’t stop them from masturbating while watching us either. As we flood the system with chaff, we become more invisible. In an age of reality TV, the only thing more cameras is going to achieve is to make me think I am even more a rockstar than I already know I am.

Networks communicate from every node. The radical thing I am suggesting is to tell everything. Be wholly yourself without reservation. Of course, that is easy for me, I work in Hollywood, and don’t have to answer to corporate masters. But ultimately, your corporate masters or the various tentacles of the American Law Enforcement Community will be able to find anything about you anyway. Wait until the tagging facial recognition software comes out for the public. Be smart out there, but express yourself fully and don’t hold back.

The system is in a state of upheaval right now, and everything is changing. It’s painful for the system too. Change is coming, and we are on the fast first wave.  Be free.

edit: this just in: naked pics of yourself can be trouble.

I am always up for an adventure. KJ called me up on monday to ask if we can set up this little drive out to Phoenix to take a table from KJ’s ex boyfriend Paul’s house to her brother’s house.

Obviously (or not so obviously, depending how well you know me), I needed to get some completion handled with Paul. I sent him an email, really giving up all my anger and blame. I would’ve called him, only he’s off to China for a while. I haven’t heard back, but I feel pretty good about it. It was right after picking up that table from Paul’s that I got into my little accident. No connection.

Kj and I sped out of LA, well caffeinated, at about 11pm. We drove down the 10 into a hot storm to the south. Great conversation, lightning flashes on our right, and an empty road save for trucks, it was a great drive. We arrived just before the sun.

We spent the day in suburban mall in Gilbert. We went to the mall. We ate at an Einstein’s. We watched a movie in a multiplex. It reminded me of growing up in Rowland Heights. Growing up in suburbia, there is little in the way of things to do. There’s entertainment. Growing up I would watch movies for a whole weekend. I would play video games all weekend. It’s definitely where I got my massive media consumption habits. Oh, and there’s shopping and eating.

As I drive on the long empty roads to distant supermarkets cut by burb-claves. I think of all the water piped in here to feed the three bathroom homes everywhere and green grass at every lawn. I keep thinking how this is isn’t sustainable. I heard the Las Vegas and Phoenix will be the first cities to run out of water in the next thirty years.

They modeled Phoenix on Los Angeles.

In Phoenix tonight there is thunder and lightning rolling in. There seems to be little rain.