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Date: Thu, 29 Oct 1998 22:54:19 +0000
From: Chris <christopher.mcmahon-AT-jcu.edu.au>
Subject: Re: Deleuzian sf (lovers sharing minds)




Another one. Thje short version of Blood Music[sic]. Who wrote it? I
forget. Is it ???? The hero injects a rhizome RNA nanomachines that
evolve consciousness, make a State, eventually cross the blood-brain
barrier, crack his code and start to read his thoughts, make ultimatums,
etc. In the end our hero mutates, having infected his wife, mutates into
a monsterous him&her BwO (horrible and glorious), which serves as a
launch pad for the nanites space program/conquest of the world..... They
are going to go faster and further than we did.

Then there is another [feminist?] nanotech novel, again I forget, but
all about humans and nanoplagues, and clones and nanobees and
nanoflowers and recording machines, and jazz and postapocalypse New
Orleans. Telepathy via bee/flower assemblages. sort of pheremonal, not
just surface thoughts, but the whole damn program. It all ends up in a
pretty Oedipal lock at the end. Sort of a passional Oedipal trap which
has to be broken. the rhizome, at heart, turns out to be an expression
of Oedipus, a sorry love triangle. The trap can be eluded only 'cos of
clauses in the code, the incompleteness of the program. I think its
called something like ......

Engines of Creation: If Drexler's "assemblers" are unstable re: quantum
mechanics (i.e. an atom is not Dalton's boy), then maybe they can be
thought of as styanding waves, interations of forces? IBM spelt out in
atoms .... They really did this! (how long did it last?).

- Chris

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Another one. Thje short version of Blood Music[sic]. Who wrote it? I forget. Is it ???? The hero injects a rhizome RNA nanomachines that evolve consciousness, make a State, eventually cross the blood-brain barrier, crack his code and start to read his thoughts, make ultimatums, etc. In the end our hero mutates, having infected his wife, mutates into a monsterous him&her BwO (horrible and glorious), which serves as a launch pad for the nanites space program/conquest of the world..... They are going to go faster and further than we did.

Then there is another [feminist?] nanotech novel, again I forget, but all about humans and nanoplagues, and clones and nanobees and nanoflowers and recording machines, and jazz and postapocalypse New Orleans. Telepathy via bee/flower assemblages. sort of pheremonal, not just surface thoughts, but the whole damn program. It all ends up in a pretty Oedipal lock at the end. Sort of a passional Oedipal trap which has to be broken. the rhizome, at heart, turns out to be an expression of Oedipus, a sorry love triangle. The trap can be eluded only 'cos of clauses in the code, the incompleteness of the program. I think its called something like ......

Engines of Creation: If Drexler's "assemblers" are unstable re: quantum mechanics (i.e. an atom is not Dalton's boy), then maybe they can be thought of as styanding waves, interations of forces? IBM spelt out in atoms .... They really did this! (how long did it last?).

- Chris


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