Everything Bad is Good for You
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Everything Bad is Good for You
by Steven Johnson - Publisher: Riverhead
- Year: 2005
- Pages: 256
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- №31
I don’t even know where to begin telling you all the things that are wrong with this book.
When I got it, I assumed that it would be the normal video-game-apologist fare, citing the studies that say video gaming sharpens hand-eye coordination and debunking the naysaying of twits like Hillary Clinton. Oh, how wrong I was.
Johnson’s tack—basically—is to claim that not only is ALL popular media more intelligent, but that it’s actually making us smarter. By the end of the introduction, all I could think was “Oh boy…” There are three main issues that I think fundamentally flaw Johnson’s argument.
- He talks about “complexity” but not about intellectual merit
- He fails to adequately ascribe the “increasing” intelligence of the American viewer to the complication of popular media
- He relies on his audience to accept his a priori assertion that popular media is in fact more complicated than it used to be.
In the section about television, Johnson graphically portray’s the complexity of the average Sopranos episode to a show like “The Dukes of Hazard” [sic]. The former contains ten or twelve independent plotlines that interact with each other, as compared to the singular linear plot point of the latter. This, he insists, is indicative of the general trend—something he calls The Sleeper Curve—of increasing complexity and intelligence in television. Now, I will grant that The Sopranos involves considerably better writing than The Dukes of Hazzard, but Johnson never makes a case for why this changed, assuming that it must be audience demand. Even taking that part on faith, he never seems concerned at all with whether or not a show is good. He cites Survivor as a show about complex social relationships and moral issues, using terms not unlike the preceeding: anyone with any sense knows that Survivor is voyeuristic pabulum, the same as shows like The Real World. They appeal to the sensationalist in us that likes to gossip and gawk and gape at the frivolous social problems of people who sold their dignity for a chance at filthy lucre. “If your kids want to watch reality TV, encourage them to watch Survivor over Fear Factor” he says. Big fucking difference.
Midway through, I was beginning to wonder if Johnson was ever going to get around to talking about the subtitle of his book—”How Today’s Popular Culture Is Actually Making Us Smarter—and sure enough, the second part of the book throws a supposed upward trend in average intelligence against an ostensible upward trend in popular culture complexity and expects them to stick together. The precise sort of intelligence which Johnson claims we are exercising with popular culture—logic, multitasking, &c.—is something that our children don’t have, which is why American students rank so poorly in math and science. Johnson talks extensively about IQs, and we are expected to believe that Americans are innately smarter than they were half a century ago, but he is not convincing in the slightest, and fails to offer any support for his claim.
The book is full of little gold nuggets that make you wonder what this man was smoking. In one instance, he tries to defend the decline of print media by invoking the text-based internet:
Millions of people spend much of their day staring at words on a screen: browsing the Web, reading e-mail, chatting with friends, posting a new entry to one of those 8 million blogs. E-mail conversations or Web-based analyses of The Apprentice are not the same as literary novels, of course, but they are equally text-driven.
What? That’s your excuse? “wut up? n2mh” is excusable because it’s made of text? It’s okay that it takes a heavily-merchandised franchise like Harry Potter to get kids to pick up a book, because they read e-mail? How stupid is this guy? That’s even worse than saying, “No, I’ve never read Verne’s 20′000 Leagues Under the Sea, but I did see the Disney movie!”
And speaking of movies, that brings me to my final point, which is that readers are supposed to suspend their disbelief and agree that pop culture has indeed gotten more complex. I think it’s true that the changing global political and cultural climate has changed media, as have advances in technology, but I don’t think that the average TV show’s formula has changed. In the ’50s and 60s (Johnson’s childhood), the top shows on television were things like I Love Lucy, $64′000 Question, and Dallas. Are they really so different from Friends, Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?, or CSI? Or, god help us, American Idol? Of course not. Pointing to HBO dramas is using a niche market as proof of a general trend, and it’s disingenuous. I think the change in “complexity” has more to do with upping the ante and the evolving context of media than it has to do with increasing intelligence.
If you haven’t figured it out by now, this book was awful. I couldn’t produce a more odious thing out of my backside. Avoid it at all costs, unless you really need someone to justify your continued viewership of the latest piece of offal on television.
A quandary
I don’t know whether to envy someone who performs a live reenactment of a Mario Bros. level or pity them.
Friday Random Ten LXI
The “Last day of the semester” edition.

- Adrian Belew • Sunlight
- Tenhi • Ciwenkierto
- Jason Falkner • Song for Her
- Magyar Posse • Singlesparks are spectral fires
- Radiohead • Idioteque
- Vast • Thrown Away
- Second Coming • Tonight
- My Dying Bride • For You
- Sun Kil Moon • Glenn Tipton
- Aesma Daeva • Hymn to the Sun
& more & more…
You can’t fight a war on terror if you’re ending a sentence with a preposition
Ha! I love you, John Hodgman.
The World is Flat
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The World is Flat
by Thomas L. Friedman - Publisher: Farrar, Straus and Giroux
- Year: 2005
- Pages: 496
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- №30
Economics are hardly my strong suit. Whether that is a cause or effect of my general abstinence from economic tracts remains to be seen. However, I’d been hearing such good things about Friedman’s book that when I passed it in a library a few weeks ago, I decided to give it a try.
Were I a lesser man, I would have stopped somewhere about page 200. The entire first half of the book made me roll my eyes back and say “Duh!” That’s because Friedman devotes Part 1 to explaining how the world has changed from “round” to “flat”, largely because of technological innovations, and that’s old hat to me. Microsoft Windows and the personal computer? Yawn. Netscape and the burgeoning internet? Tell me something I don’t know. Open source and global collaboration? Blogged it. In fact, Friedman comes off as downright silly at times—a man who still uses AOL trying to delve deeper into the technical aspects of software than he really should be.
So, thankfully, by the time the excruciating exposition was done and Friedman got to the meat, I hadn’t given up. And in all fairness, the second half is much better. Basically, Friedman’s theory is this: flatness is a non-zero-sum game. While global flatness enabled, for example, al Qaeda, it also tends to prevent conflict because nations have so many economies ties spread across the globe that political aggression puts their entire economies at risk. What’s more, outsourcing—to an extent—is good for America. That may be the hardest pill to swallow for some people, and I take issue with Friedman’s assumptive treatment of it, but will admit that he does have a point: outsourcing technical work to places like Bangalore places the onus of expertise on Americans. America used to be the cream of the intellectual crop, but now our science and math scores are falling, and places like India and China are kicking our asses. There’s no reason America can’t benefit most of all from global flatness, but only if we kick it into gear and start educating our populace.
The line that really sticks with me is this: “In China, Bill Gates is Britney Spears. In America, Britney Spears is Britney Spears. And that’s our problem.”
Bravo, Mr. Friedman. Bravo.
Using Google to quantify annoying MySpace memes
Or something like that. This wonderful person has done a detailed analysis of MySpace using Google and its various query triggers.
It all started when I wanted to find a reason why the core of my Internet-saturated being hates Myspace. For fun one day, I searched within Myspace’s profiles for the following phrases:
- 9620: “I’m going to kill myself”
- 72,000: “I’m rick James Bitch”
- 3,100,000: wierd
- Man! This is fun, thought I.
This got me started on a torturous hour of minimally scientific research to discover exactly why Myspace is for the most part a heaping pile of hot garbage. I started writing.
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