From Diane Setterfield's The Thirteenth Tale

People disappear when they die. Their voices, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living mempry of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. Yet for some there is an exception to this annihilation. For in the books they write they continut to exist. We can rediscover them. Their humour, their tone of voice, their moods. Through the written word they can anger you or make you happy. They can comfort you. They can perplex you. They can alter you. All this, even though they are dead. Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic.

--Diane Setterfield



Saturday, May 10, 2008

'Tag' is a game you play on the playground as a pipsqueak. Everyone runs around like crazy. One pipsqueak decides they have a crush on another pipsqueak and they say "I'm it!" Then they commence to chase their crush until they 'tag' them; transferring the 'It' status to their crush. Invariably no two pipsqueaks have a crush on each other so the new 'It' chases their own crush. Occasionally some of the less intelligent or more daring pipsqueaks will run too close to the 'It'. When that happens 'It' has the option to tag this other individual. Thereby keeping his or her real crush a secret from society and transferring the dreaded 'it' status. No one wants to be 'it'. That rule is hard coded into the matrix of the game, so don't question it.

Internet tag is similar. Everyone sits at their computer, all alone, and is very still while their fingers fly over the keyboard. Can you see the resemblance? I'll continue. One person decides they have a crush on themself, so they make a list of questions and answer them. ("Humans used to sit around and stare at themselves. Dat very boring.") To break the monotony they ask their crush from pipsqueak days to answer the questions they were so clever to write up. However, because this group of people are far more sophisticated than pipsqueaks, ie using computers alone in a room by themselves, they ask other unassuming interneters to answer the same questions; thereby effectively making their crush from public knowledge. Everyone who is tagged is required by the hard coded matrix to copy and paste the questions to their own space and re-write the answers that apply to them, and tag other interneters NOT including the interneter who tagged them.That would defeat the purpose. As sophisticated interneters the possibility of having a crush on an interneter who has a crush on you is great, an if your 'tagged' your crush and they 'tagged' you back then the whole of the internet would know who your crush is. No one wants others to know who their crush is. That rule is hard coded into the matrix of the game, so don't question it.

Got it? Ready, set, play!

3 comments:

Janika said...

That would be Mike, Birdie, Alicia, and Michelle, since I was already It.

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Bertie said...

That is hilarious!! I loved the part about us being in love with ourselves! LOL!!