Dreams Engineers Have
by Richard Thieme
I confess: I'm a right-brain guy in a left-brain world. Images and visions are more real to me than abstractions.
That's why I started writing fiction and sold my first story at seventeen. "Pleasant Journey" was published in Analog Science Fiction. It concerned a man selling a virtual reality machine to carnivals. Attach the electrodes and off you went into your own dream world. The carnival owner tried it out and didn't want to come home. He wanted to stay in that virtual world forever.
When I studied liberal arts, we were taught that art and literature mattered most; the loss of an art object or literary work was a tragedy. I remember a professor weeping for the lost plays of Aeschylus.
But no one grieved for the street lights of Cordoba or the sewers of ancient Rome. Engineers were practical people, and their plans and drawings were seldom the subject of scholarship. I don't recall a single course in the art of engineers.
Leonardo da Vinci filled his notebooks with plans and sketches. Those notebooks, detailing his dreams, nearly disappeared after his death. He never published their contents, and more than thirty volumes were left to his friend Francisco Melzi with instructions for printing. Instead, they were ignored for fifty years. When the contents were finally published in 1880, most of Leonardo's inventions were obsolete.
Bill Gates paid a small fortune for those notebooks. He knows that they're works of art worth owning--the dreams that prefigure our civilization.
Science fiction is the way men and women in the twentieth century have dreamed of the future. I like to joke that people who call me a "futurist" are mistaken, that I describe the present to the ninety-five per cent of the population that hasn't arrived at it yet. That's why it sounds like the future. It's the same with science fiction, which depicts what is right in front of our faces. It sounds like the future only if you aren't noticing what's happening.
I recently did an article on biometric identifiers--retina and iris scans, fingerscans, voice prints, and the like--the use of part of us to stand for all of us. Those digital artifacts don't merely stand for us, however, they become us in the social, economic, and political worlds to which they allow or deny access.
Our word will not be believed when a retina scan refuses to allow us into a secure area, just as we used to say "photographs don't lie," believing the photo rather than the person in the photograph. Now that photos and all forms of information can be digitized, we know that photos do lie. A photo is no longer worth a thousand words when both words and images are subject to digital manipulation.
What will it be like in the virtual world in which digital bits "pass" for ourselves? Let's go further. What will it be like when the information that IS ourselves--i.e. our DNA code, the drawing or blueprint that is expressed as our bodies, our minds, our lives--can be uploaded and stored?
Teleportation used to be a sci-fi subject. Two years ago, an international group of six scientists confirmed that perfect teleportation is possible--but only if the original is destroyed.
That theoretical work changes teleportation from a sci-fi scenario into an engineering problem. If the information that constitutes our pattern or code can be transmitted and replicated, and the original is destroyed in the process--who arrives? Who is left behind?
In a similar way, we used to think the hard copy was the "real" document and photocopies were secondary. Now we think the virtual copy stored in digital memory is the "real" document and hard copies are mere images of the real one.
The Internet is "space" brimful of possibility and potential. By virtue of its structure, it organizes the form of our thinking and dreaming. Engineers who create the space in which we live and move and have our being, and we don't even notice. We don't even know who's dreaming any more--the individual or the collective mind--and what is science fiction or science fact. We DO know that engineers dream up our space and are present in our lives but nowhere visible.
Richard Thieme (firstname.lastname@example.org) is a speaker, consultant, and writer focusing on the impact of computer technology on people and organizations. He has written for Wired, Internet Underground, .net, Internet Today, and other publications and is a contributing writer to CMC Magazine.
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