Musings for airports (with apologies to Brian Eno)
Contrary to popular belief, "cyberspace" isn't what you see on your computer screen. It's an abstract realm, impossible to observe directly: the "space" between two individuals (human or machine) gabbing on a network. In the nuts-and-bolts world of meatspace, airports (and, for that matter, airplanes themselves) fulfill the role of cyberspace; they're liminal shortcuts, precision-engineered "cheats" in the fabric of waking existence with the ability (on a map, at least) to whisk you back in time or, as if by miracle, to the moment of your departure.
That's why I like airports. In an airport, alienation is not only tolerated -- it's actively encouraged.
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