Meme-fluence, Elaboration, Chains

When I read

Chuck’s entry
this morning, I turned to the 123rd page of four different
books, three of which I had slated to read from throughout the day today (yah,
bring on the meme police bc I didn’t follow the rules).  Well, that’s
one
way to get to the 123rd page: start there.  Fifth sentences of each
went like this:

No. 1: "In other words, over the course of ages or over the course of an
individual’s biography, the ‘life’ of the work resides in the history of
individual reading-events, lived-through experiences, which may have a
continuity, but which may also be discontinuous with only a varying ‘family’
resemblance" (123).
No. 2: "He generously agreed" (123).
No. 3: "So we analyzed the discourse itself, finding the revealing words, the
signature expressions, the tell-tale grammatical forms" (123).
No. 4: "Lately, however, he had been avoiding the popular discos and the hottest
nightclubs" (123).

The books, differently ordered: Bruner’s Acts of Meaning, Barabasi’s
Linked, Watts’ Six Degrees, and Louise Rosenblatt’s The Reader,
The Text, the Poem
.

And nicely enough, the juxtapositions got me thinking about a few things. Now
that I’ve read all day long, I’ll leave notes here about two of them.

Watts and Barabasi open their books on network theory with anecdotes about
vulnerability.  Watts starts with the "cascading failure" of the power grid
in the Pacific Northwest during the summer of 1996; Barabasi begins with the
upheaval of Mafiaboy’s efforts to incapacitate Yahoo with a hack-load of "ghost"
queries.  Watts shifts into a narrative on the formative days of his
research project at Cornell; Barabasi gives us an example of network robustness
in the dissemination of early Christianity a la the apostle Paul.  Watts:
emergence and "How does individual behavior aggregate to collective behavior?"
(24); Barabasi:
The
Konigsberg Bridges
.  And then, together, Erdos and Euler, Milgram,
graphs, as if surfing tandem on scroll waves.  Almost.

Notably absent from Watts’ accounting for the premise of six degrees is
Hungarian writer
Frigyes


Karinthy’s
short story from 1929, "Chains" or "Lancszemek." Last night,
after my first class session involving Linked with 205ers, I was rooting
around the web for way to get my hands on a copy of "Chains."  Didn’t find
much.  I mean there are plenty of references to it, but I didn’t find much
of anything beyond references, mentions. Barabasi’s notes tell us that he
doesn’t think it’s ever been translated from Hungarian into English.  I’m
just curious whether, as Barabasi speculates, the degrees of separation idea
stemmed from the fiction of Karinthy.  He evens supposes that Erdos and
Renyi might have read the story and found, in it, a sufficiently sticky
premise to stimulate their later mathematical work.  I wouldn’t say it
diminishes Watts’ project or points to a gap in his research, but
it does leave me wondering about "Chains."

Daze Awf

As the semester chugs ahead (unbalanced load of wash? no…that’s the sound
of Semester), I’m finding it harder and harder to manage the demands and
commitments. Oh bore, another lament on the challenges of grad school.  No
mind-blowing revelations in this, fair enough, but it’s what’s working on me
right now as I think about all that I didn’t get accomplished today, a Wednesday
throughout which I didn’t so much as leave the house (hey it was thunder-snowing
and I biked 10 miles w/o crossing the room, so it wasn’t a total veg-day). 
And I get the all the old rules about "read as much as you can," "learn
to power-skim," and so on and so on.  But it’s still tough as heck to keep
it all moving merrily along.  Weinberger, Hayden White, Ong, Barabasi,
brief, predictive-reads on Linked (from 205ers), CCCC paper, perl scripts (wtf?), and
something or another "publishable quality" on pedagogy, cognition and
performance. And a 30-minute phone call with my brother who’s temporarily in Boise
dismantling and assembling intricately-programmed, adhesive-dispensing robotic
arms. Splodge!

I’m only on campus two days a week–Tuesdays and Thursdays (other than
practicum meetings on alternating Mondays).  Turn over three grad seminars
and a section of sophomore-level research writing on those two days.  It’s
fine, efficient.  But it leaves me idling low on Wednesdays and
Fridays–barely capable of flopping a home-row-frozen set of key-punchers on
the laptop to plunk out any few words, much less reading more than forty or
fifty pages very carefully (or interestedly).  Began the day today by searching with no end
in sight (piece by piece) through a file cabinet for an article from last
semester.  Found it.  It was folded.  The only one folded. 
All credit to me, thanks.  Then, in a second-wave ransack of the various
paper piles, notebooks, folders (paper, plastic, and digital bits) and cabinets,
I searched for a couple of pages of notes (white legal pad…I can see them!) I scribbled down last summer–before
the move.  Didn’t find ’em. Gone. But I did find this old photo of the
house I grew up in (hey, you want cohesion, my brother’s the maestro of
industrial glues, not me).  So here it is.  The place in middle
Michigan where I lived for about seven years, from ~10 to ~17.  Must have
been J.’s turn to cut the lawn. 

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Affordance and Manipulanda

What does a network afford?

I’m setting out with hopes that I can wrap together a few thought-strands
running through other coursework this week. It tracks through Weinberger, as
well, so the application here isn’t out of the blue.  In his chapter on
Space in Small Pieces Loosely Joined Weinberger says, "Our space is full
of opportunities, obstacles and dangers, or what the psychologist James Gibson
called affordances (e.g., the chair affords us the possibility of sitting) and
the philosopher Martin Heidegger called the ready-to-hand" (32).  I can’t
remember if I’d learned about affordances before this semester; seems
like a basketball coach once hollered something about the affordances of the
game:  playing through potentials and opportunism constantly responsive to
in-game context, or something.  But maybe not.

Whatever the case, affordances came up in other reading this week.
This succinct bit comes from a 1974 essay from Bransford and McCarrell called
"A Sketch of a Cognitive Approach to Comprehension," and it matched up nicely, I
think, with another term–manipulanda–and, as well, some of our conversation
last week about characterizing network literacy (whatever you call it):

The notion of a nonarbitrary relation between what something looks like and
what it means is related to J.J. Gibson’s (1966) notion of affordances. 
Certain objects and their properties provide visual information for the
activities and interactions they afford.  So, for example, sharp objects
afford piercing, certain extensions (e.g., handles) afford grasping, hardness
affords pounding, and roundness affords rolling.  Even surfaces afford
activities since they are ‘walk-onable,’ ‘climbable,’ and the like. 
Tolman (1958) presented similar notions in his essay on ‘sign-gestalts.’ These
are not simply information about ‘the larger wholes in which the perceived
configuration will itself be embedded as one term in a larger means-end
proposition [p. 79]." Tolman further introduced the term "manipulanda" which
he defines as:


properties of objects which support (or make possible) motor
manipulations of the species…One and the same environmental object will
afford quite different manipulanda to an animal which possesses hands from
what it can and will to an animal which possesses only a mouth, or only a
bill, on only claws…grasp-ableness, pick-up-ableness, throw-ableness,
heaviness (heave-ableness) and the like–these are manipulanda [p. 82].

Basically, I’d like to propose the inclusion of these terms in the network(ed)
rhetorics glossary (wanna second it?).  I’m finding these terms/concepts
helpful for understanding many of the paradoxes Weinberger works through and
many of the tensions surrounding the assignment of genres to weblogs (or weblogs
to genres).  It’s as if we have available to us an abundance of digital
manipulanda
–affordance-ness with the network and with our related
involvements. 

What does a web(log) afford?  A link?  A network?

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Network(ed) Rhetorics
.

RGB Averages; Pixel as Metonymy

{125, 127, 73}


(Average RGB from the butterfly image below when rinsed into a single pixel. 
Expanded again for easy viewing.)

Bumgardner explains
Color

Pickr
in the comments over
here.

I use a Perl script to retrieve all the thumbnails of all the photos in the
group, which takes a few minutes. Then, using ImageMagick, I reduce each
thumbnail to 1 pixel in size, and record the color in a datastructure.

The data structure, containing the photo’s ID and average R,G,B values are
then written to an actionscript file.

Well, no, I don’t know how to do it, yet (yet!), but the process is beginning
to make sense (and not just in its applicability to images, but that’s all I’ll
say about that for right now).  It’s the basic rendering of an image into a
color-based number (Hit
Song Science
for the designing eye?).  The single pixel functions as a kind of
meta-name for the image, a name by which it gets to associate with others like
it through action script referencing.

Hyperthreaded

I’m reading Weinberger’s Small Pieces Loosely Joined for 711, and
hyperthreadedness lingers among a few of the sticky ideas I’ve run across. 
Describing the multithreadedness of ordinary conversation, Weinberger
tells us that "threading is practically a law when it comes to conversations: if
you’re talking about the ending of the movie Deliverance, you can’t
suddenly say, ‘How about those Red Sox?’ (67).  Of course, much of this
presupposes coherence–the turn-taking assembling of packets (textual
units) into more or less intelligible arrangement (focal, listening, attentive). 
I suppose I’m leaving something off of this.  I’ve thought about threading
or "threads" in some of the online teaching I’ve done, and I always thought it
was odd that the simplest notion of threading suggests that conversational
interchanges are best represented by local (spatial, therefore temporal, gathering together) in the
interface.  Sure, it’s easier that way.  What happens when you
mention Red Sox after Deliverance in that sudden conversational switch?

Web conversations are also like this, but they aren’t just multithreaded;
they’re hyperthreaded.  Although they usually start with a topic that’s
more formally defined than real-world conversations, because Web discussion
may spread out across weeks or months the threads can become entangled. 
And because Web time is so fragmented, we can pose new topics that are only
tenuously related to the declared theme. (67)

The entangled quality of webbed discourse seems to me to be a more robust
(confused) variety of the intertextuality commonly mentioned when we talk
about referential, allusive language/text matrices.  But just when I think
I have a handle on the subtle distinctions, Weinberger introduces another
factor: "Web conversations can be hyperthreaded because the Web, free of the
drag of space and free of a permission-based social structure, unsticks our
interests.  The threads of our attention come unglued and are rejoined with
a much thinner paste" (68).  As much as I think I understand Weinberger’s
effort to distinguish web conversations from "real world" lunchtime
conversations, I wonder if this is more a matter of communication models than it
is about substantial differences in the threadedness of internet conversation
versus other kinds of conversation.  The notion of "unstick[ing] our
interests" seems especially useful; for me, it partially accounts for what
accompanies the habitude of reading and writing the web. Stick, unstick. 
But I’ve still got more work to do in this fast-passing weekend, so this’ll have
to do for now.

Why Some Weekends Go By So Quickly

Ph. indoor soccer match Sunday AM at 7:50
Run down Ph.’s uniform (call, pick a time, drive around, etc.)
Read, respond to 18 essays from WRT205ers (leafed through ’em)
Read Weinberger’s Small Pieces Loosely Joined for 711 (net-rhets) (ch.
1-2
)
Tax prep appointment
Set up dentist appointment
Wiki futzing (had to set up one of my own for experimentiking)
Develop/refine the assignment for essay-project two in 205
Re-read first-three chapters of Barabasi’s Linked
Regular blogging (forever ongoing)
Dig around for CCCC funding app paperwork
For 611 (comp histories):
Read ch. 5 "The Fictions of Factual Representation" and ch. 6 "The Irrational
and the Problem of Historical Knowledge in the Enlightenment" from White’s
Tropics of Discourse

Read ch. 2 "Shaping Tools: Textbooks and the Development of
Composition-Rhetoric" from Robert Connors’ Composition-Rhetoric
For 720 (making meaning)–for Tuesday morning discussion-leading,
re/read/visit:
From the MIT Encyclopedia of the Cognitive Sciences. 1999. On
Computational Theory of Mind, Situatedness/Embededness, and Schemata.


Phelps, Louise. “Cross-Sections in an Emerging Psychology of
Composition.” 1984.

Bransford, John and Nancy McCarrell. “A Sketch of a Cognitive Approach to
Comprehension.” 1974.
Norman, Donald. “Twelve Issues for Cognitive Science.” 1981.
Tannen, Deborah. “What’s in a Frame? Surface Evidence and Underlying
Expectations.” 1979.

Spiro, Rand. “Constructive Processes in Prose Comprehension and Recall.” 1980.

Adams, Marilyn J. and Allan Collins. “A Schema-Theoretic View of Reading.” 1979.

Plunk out notes on the whole lot (this might get dropped)
Catch a few minutes of college hoops on the TV set (this might get
dropped, too)
Leave incoherent blog comments a few carefully selected places
Pick up more Advil

So that’s most of what I’ll be doing (with lots of help from D., of course) between now and Monday night (to say
nothing of pitching in on meals, laundry, groceries, Valentining and tidying
house).

Pickr

Pickr

Not sure where I pickred up the link, but I keep getting drawn back to Jim Bumgardner’s 
Experimental Colr Pickrs.  Scheme appears to be running through Flash (in concert with a PHP script?), but I haven’t the time to dig around for clues about how the images from Flickr are sifted, arranged, and so on.  But I’ve got to look into it; probably won’t be able to rest well until I dig through how it works.  Especially worth a visit: the urban decay and graffiti pickrs.

Tweening

This morning, I thought I’d have time for three blog entries.  I told
myself that today would be the day I posted thrice.  Hmph.  Never
written thrice before.  I’m having a bit of "dogfish in the
dissection pan" with hyper-consciousness about post-literacy, studying the
network, tweening the EWM-style blogging I know and love with more academicky
smelting–dutifully dumping into whatever contrivance, as assigned.  Of
course it is my own sense of what happens that flattens all of this out, rolls
over it again and again.  Scalpel, glassine envelope….

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