Modern Gargoyle

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I’m debating to get the new meta rayban face computer glasses. Not sure I want to go even semi-gargoyle though. Huh? Gather round weebs and let us take a look back in time to 1992.

There is a book that influenced many of us, this novel is “Snow Crash”


Using Elong’s chatbot we have the topic of this post summarized nicely for us.


“Gargoyles represent the embarrassing side of the Central Intelligence Corporation. Instead of using laptops, they wear their computers on their bodies, broken up into separate modules that hang on the waist, on the back, on the headset. They serve as human surveillance devices, recording everything that happens around them. Nothing looks stupider; these getups are the modern-day equivalent of the slide-rule scabbard or the calculator pouch on the belt, marking the user as belonging to a class that is at once above and far below human society. ”

Neal Stephenson – Snow Crash ’92

“Hello! Hello! Hello!” she’s shouting. Then she hears the honk of a car horn. Coming out of the telephone.


“Hello?”


“It’s Y.T.”


“How are you doing?” This guy always seems a little too laid back in his personal dealings. She doesn’t really want to talk about how she’s doing. She hears another honking horn in the background, behind Hiro’s voice.


“Where the hell are you, Hiro?”


“Walking down a street in L.A.”


“How can you be goggled in if you’re walking down a street?” Then the terrible reality sinks in: “Oh, my God, you didn’t turn into a gargoyle, did you?”


“Well,” Hiro says. He is hesitant, embarrassed, like it hadn’t occurred to him yet that this was what he was doing. “It’s not exactly like being a gargoyle. Remember when you gave me shit about spending all my money on computer stuff?”


“Yeah.”


“I decided I wasn’t spending enough. So I got a belt-pack machine. Smallest ever made. I’m walking down the street with this thing strapped to my belly. It’s really cool.”


“You’re a gargoyle.”


“Yeah, but it’s not like having all this clunky shit strapped all over your body—”


“You’re a gargoyle. Listen, I talked[…]”

Excerpt From
Snow Crash
Neal Stephenson
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Snow Crash Again 🙂

Facecomputers… unfortunately they are here. Neuralink can’t come fast enough

… color incoming >>

Further Reading

Snow Crash – Full epub @Archive