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Ghosts in the machine. By: Plant, Sadie. New Statesman & Society.
11/17/95, Vol. 8 Issue 379, p38. 2p. Abstract: Reviews the book `The
War of Desire and Technology at the Close of the Mechanical Age,' by
Alluquere Rosanne Stone. (AN: 9512120709)
Database: Business Source Alumni Edition
Section: books
GHOSTS IN THE MACHINE
THE WAR OF DESIRE AND TECHNOLOGY AT THE
CLOSE OF THE MECHANICAL AGE
Alluquere Rosanne Stone
MITPRESS,£15.95
Alluquere Rosanne Stone has become a well-known player in both the actual and virtual zones, wherever
questions of identity or sexuality meet the realities of interactive media and digital telecommunications. In this,
her first full book, she tells some good stories and makes some excellent observations about the postwar
emergence of virtual systems.
She brings Habitat--a graphic-interface world barely known outside Japan--to the attention of her western
audience, and deals well with the fascinating corporate manoeuvres of the virtual industrial world. Compuserve,
Atari, MIT's Media Lab, and Leicester's own W Industries are among the star performers in an often gripping
account.
There are some very nice touches in this book--as when Stone refers to a nonexistent publication by one of her
most influential teachers, Donna Haraway. There are also some interesting paradoxes. Although Stone is
based in the mid-west, her painful moments of California dreaming travel poorly across the pond. For an
international writer--not to mention a global cyborg--this can be a strangely parochial text. It has enough injokes and references to the white western digital community to make any outsider want to stay that way.
There is also a striking lack of thought about the demands and opportunities of writing itself. As Stone would
doubtless agree, one of the great lost opportunities of the digital age is the unthinking transfer of material from
old media--such as books or photographs--to new formats. When, for example, encyclopaedias move from
paper to CD-ROM with a minimum of thought about what the new medium makes possible, they ruin the
chance to rethink the orders of knowledge and communication. It's like using a synthesiser to play Bach when it
could be making jungle or hard-core house.
The transfer of speech or performance to text has to be thought out as carefully as the move to digital media.
Stone is a great performer. She has also written some wonderful texts. But although she blurs the boundaries
between writing, speech and performance, this book is arguably weakened by the extent to which it might as
well be a transcript of her spoken voice.
Thanks, not least, to this tendency, Stone's personality is remarkably strong in these pages. Again there is a
great irony here. For someone trying to track and exacerbate the disruptions of identity, here is a singularly
unmistakable voice amid the new anonymities and fractured selves of the digital age. Such self-indulgence is
contagious. Now I feel compelled to get personal: I know this woman, and like her very much. I enjoy her on
stage, I admire her honesty, her courage and her style. Perhaps this is why I feel a little let down by a text that
could have been much better than it is.
There is nevertheless great intelligence here, and Stone has an edge or two on many of her hyped peers in
hyperspace. Her references to McLuhan, Foucault, Deleuze and Guattari and De Landa are brief but often