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Virtual Reality
Feb. 1st, 2015 09:22 amThe Times has a report about virtual reality getting close to becoming a real thing in our lives. They are perfecting the task of filming in 360 degrees all the way around and up and down. They have already filmed some concerts in this mode, and movies will soon be available in this format - not next year exactly, but not decades away either.
I remember when I first heard about this stuff when I was in my twenties. I remember, in particular, getting turned on by the idea when I read Philip Kerr's novel "A Philosophical Investigation" back in the 90s, those Bay Horse years. The dark protagonist, thanks to the freedom of science-fiction, had a virtual-reality set-up that was much beyond what they are promising these days. It was not just a hood over your head. It was not just a new sort of format for watching movies and videos. He had a suit that allowed him to be an actor in his virtual world. The suit came complete with a sheath for his penis, if you know what I mean. He would go down the streets of his virtual world shooting up people and raping hot chicks. I was practically dying to be able to play such games. I wanted it so bad that I could taste it.
Twenty-five years later, getting ready to leave my forties behind me, I am much more aloof about the news that comes out on the development of virtual reality. The idea of new toys does not excite me any longer, not even if it promises to lead to greatly stepped up pornography. I am almost dried up now, and I am content enough in my long-settled ways with my books and the Internet. I am grateful that the Internet came around while I was still young enough to dive into it with some zestful enthusiasm, but that was probably my last thrill when it comes to new technology and new toys. Anything that comes up now will have to go on without me and just leave me behind to die. I had my turn at life.
[Source: Molly Wood, "Signs That Virtual Reality Is on the Verge of Taking Off" in The New York Times]
I remember when I first heard about this stuff when I was in my twenties. I remember, in particular, getting turned on by the idea when I read Philip Kerr's novel "A Philosophical Investigation" back in the 90s, those Bay Horse years. The dark protagonist, thanks to the freedom of science-fiction, had a virtual-reality set-up that was much beyond what they are promising these days. It was not just a hood over your head. It was not just a new sort of format for watching movies and videos. He had a suit that allowed him to be an actor in his virtual world. The suit came complete with a sheath for his penis, if you know what I mean. He would go down the streets of his virtual world shooting up people and raping hot chicks. I was practically dying to be able to play such games. I wanted it so bad that I could taste it.
Twenty-five years later, getting ready to leave my forties behind me, I am much more aloof about the news that comes out on the development of virtual reality. The idea of new toys does not excite me any longer, not even if it promises to lead to greatly stepped up pornography. I am almost dried up now, and I am content enough in my long-settled ways with my books and the Internet. I am grateful that the Internet came around while I was still young enough to dive into it with some zestful enthusiasm, but that was probably my last thrill when it comes to new technology and new toys. Anything that comes up now will have to go on without me and just leave me behind to die. I had my turn at life.
[Source: Molly Wood, "Signs That Virtual Reality Is on the Verge of Taking Off" in The New York Times]
