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Nightfly ([email protected]) wrote:
> [email protected] (Omar Haneef '96) wrote:
> >I'm pleased that these responses came out to fascinating and personal BUT
> >this goes to show that y'all read interesting lives. Why are these
> >Cyberpunk? What makes them cyberpunk? I, and many of my friends have been
> >involved in near fatal road accidents, kicked out a landlord (very
> Ah, but would they want to do it again! Thats the point, its like base
> jumpers or mountaineers who climb free and solo, the kick of
> adrenaline when you realize you are VSF (very severely fucked). The
> panic you feel as things move beyond your control and the huge rush
> you get when you get yourself out of whatever almost VSF'd you.
> >patiently, and without force; but its the best I could do), um... "done"
> >computer animation and I bet there other people who do this sort of thing.
> >But that isn't, in itself, cyberpunk, right? (I mean I'm asking: is it?) And
> Nothing *is* Cyberpunk, its more to do with your attitude while riding
> the rollercoaster, the edge, acting cool when some scumbag drug dealer
> pulls a knife/gun on you, or going to a club in Brixton, where you are
> the only white man. Running accross wet fields to a party the police
> are trying to stop, playing pool on speed and acid, with another 1/2
> oz of wizz and 5 tabs in your pocket, and having a conversation with 2
> policemen who you just fucking know know your outa your face and any
> minute are going to ask you politely if you've got anything on you you
> should'nt have, and knowing that if you say no they are going to
> arrest you anyway, but they don't, you get out alive so paranoid that
> every white car is a fucking police car, shiiiiit.VSF man VSF. Heart
> pounding, brain about to explode, your heightened senses are throwing
> so much stimuli at you that you are having trouble keeping up, the car
> your in is being driven by some guy called mark who has done time for
> fraud, the car isn't insured, actually he doesn't own it, the police
> pull you over, but by some interevention by a minor diety they let you
> all go. You get home light a spliff, chill out, listen to the Orb or
> Future Sound of London, or maybe you find a club or a party cause your
> so fucking wired your not gonna sleep for days anyway, so fuck it lets
> party, get home decide to write the next club anthem, sounds great,
> until you come down, then it sounds like some wierd ambient whale
> fucking mood swing psyco headfuck, nevermind, remix it next week. Wish
> you had saved/scrounged/stole enough money to buy that really cool
> sounding interactive brainwave analyser, then think, wonder if someone
> on alt.cyberpunk.tech knows how to make one. Spend the whole night
> "fixing" the tv only to get thrown accross the room cause you fucked
> up, still nice buzz if you like that sorta thing, its 3am someone says
> "lets go to the beach" yeah great, build some spliffs for the car,
> travel 150 miles to the beach, fuck it february forgot, spend all your
> money playing defender or tempest (anyone remember that?), your
> totally totalled, but you can't sleep yet, you might miss something.
> There are about 50 half finished projects in your room, ranging from
> reverb units to a gieger-muller tube, and you can't help wondering
> what would happen if you wired them all together in series and applied
> 3-phase 440v, total perspective vortex anyone?
I've been in situations like this but NEVER on purpose. An accidental
cyberpunk? Oh, its about the mindset...but I do like escaping AFTER the fact
(that is to say, sometimes the cops DO bust you and there is nothing that
makes you any less a cpunk, right?) I think I might be a retropsect cpunk: I
get in the mood after my success and my mind fills in my shit scared
trembling with my cool attitude.
> Just an average weekend. Intense? Nah, mildly stimulating, you stop
> shaking after about 2 days, and say too yourself "never again", but
> you know its shit because you will, because YOU LOVE EVERY MINUTE OF
> IT. YEAH!
No!!! Cyberpunk by CHOICE? What happens when someone DOES die on their first
night as a cyberpunk? I mean there is this 14 year old who says "fuck yeah,
I'm one" and then wrecks his car on acid and then ends up a quadrapelegic?
Not to cool eh?
> >furthermore, what is diy?
> err do it yourself, get hands on, learn by taking the
> computer/tv/satalite decoder/car/microwave oven/vcr etc apart and get
> it back together. Text books are boring, school sucks, most teachers
> try to force shit into your head that will be no use to you again,
> pick what you want to know, discard the rest.
I guess I'm DIY in SOME cases but not other. Partial retrospective cpunk?
Your definition of cpunk sounds a lot like just being young.
> > -Omar Haneef
> /\/ightfly
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