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Life, Distributed | willowbl00
http://blog.bl00cyb.org/2015/04/life-distributed
Skip to primary content. Work – Aspiration Tech. Affiliate – Berkman Center. Affiliate – Civic Media. Where I am, when. Doing things, and why. Most of my work focuses these days on social justice in networks. Distributed response is this – how do we perform mutual aid in times of extreme events? Is sort of this (hey, did you know we’re doing one in Nairobi. Also in San Francisco. Of the role of an individual and a group in a networked culture. Networked Mortality. The whole thing a little bit ago. I find...
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A Thousand Tiny Loops | willowbl00
http://blog.bl00cyb.org/2015/03/a-thousand-tiny-loops
Skip to primary content. Work – Aspiration Tech. Affiliate – Berkman Center. Affiliate – Civic Media. Where I am, when. Doing things, and why. A Thousand Tiny Loops. Http:/ blog.bl00cyb.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/03/manic.mp3. We get a thousand tiny checks a day that keep us from being jerks to each other. Someone grimacing at the joke you’re about to make, blog entries from Captain Awkward, twinkles and blocks at a meeting. Some of these are empathetic – knowing how. Everything is going to be fine!
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motobike | willowbl00
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Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. Work – Aspiration Tech. Affiliate – Berkman Center. Affiliate – Civic Media. Where I am, when. Doing things, and why. One used to pick me up from the airport, on whatever motorcycle was working, my hip-shaped leathers on under his, a matryoshka doll of care. We’d each have a backpack, holding on tight for safety and because it was the thing to do. Another took pictures as I rode off, capturing our overlapping liminal spaces. In the backseat, a tiny pers...
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airports | willowbl00
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Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. Work – Aspiration Tech. Affiliate – Berkman Center. Affiliate – Civic Media. Where I am, when. Doing things, and why. One used to pick me up from the airport, on whatever motorcycle was working, my hip-shaped leathers on under his, a matryoshka doll of care. We’d each have a backpack, holding on tight for safety and because it was the thing to do. Another took pictures as I rode off, capturing our overlapping liminal spaces. In the backseat, a tiny pers...
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Social Packets | willowbl00
http://blog.bl00cyb.org/2013/04/social-packets
Skip to primary content. Work – Aspiration Tech. Affiliate – Berkman Center. Affiliate – Civic Media. Where I am, when. Doing things, and why. Browsers use it when they connect to servers on the World Wide Web. Sites, and it is used to accurately. And transfer files from one location to another. Applications that do not require the reliability of a TCP connection may instead use the connectionless. UDP), which emphasizes low-overhead operation and reduced latency. This entry was posted in Culture.
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liminal | willowbl00
http://blog.bl00cyb.org/tag/liminal
Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. Work – Aspiration Tech. Affiliate – Berkman Center. Affiliate – Civic Media. Where I am, when. Doing things, and why. One used to pick me up from the airport, on whatever motorcycle was working, my hip-shaped leathers on under his, a matryoshka doll of care. We’d each have a backpack, holding on tight for safety and because it was the thing to do. Another took pictures as I rode off, capturing our overlapping liminal spaces. In the backseat, a tiny pers...
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Liminal Transport | willowbl00
http://blog.bl00cyb.org/2015/04/liminal-transport
Skip to primary content. Work – Aspiration Tech. Affiliate – Berkman Center. Affiliate – Civic Media. Where I am, when. Doing things, and why. One used to pick me up from the airport, on whatever motorcycle was working, my hip-shaped leathers on under his, a matryoshka doll of care. We’d each have a backpack, holding on tight for safety and because it was the thing to do. Wedged in the front of a bicycle’s cargo bucket, luggage on my lap, while one took us to a front-yard farm to play ukulele music.
