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False face must hide what the false heart doth know. Macbeth, 1. 7 We watched Catfish unfolding, huddled together for comfort, bracing  against what we knew would be the inevitable outcome of an Idealized  dream ne’er-cum-true. Suspense hitching our weight, ratcheting tension,  like the slow cranking of a roller coaster to its initial and highest  peak, knowing that soon, with the protagonist, we would be spiraling  downward at a breakneck speed. The masks behind the masks - always prepared with another story to  support the last fabrication - were all too familiar. How could we not  relate, when this experience so paralleled our own? Although our empathy  quickly evaporated, turning away when the protagonists didn’t realize  their own rationalizations - their own pride was the mask for their  faults. For our own sakes, however, this lesson would not go unlearned.  We returned to where we had began our evening - our place of quiet, of  sanctuary, and feeling quite agitated, I knew that sleep would elude me  lest I shift my focus. I gazed longingly at my love, her small hands  gently stroking the scrabble on my cheek she so adores, and I knew that  this was the place of fullness, completion and circularity: in her arms.  And so as I allowed sleep to take me, we ended the evening as we began -  a lover’s embrace and this time, my arms filled her body, my lungs  filled with her scent, and my heart filled with an unearthly gratitude  knowing I had more to be thankful for than I could ever truly express.

False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
Macbeth, 1. 7

We watched Catfish unfolding, huddled together for comfort, bracing against what we knew would be the inevitable outcome of an Idealized dream ne’er-cum-true. Suspense hitching our weight, ratcheting tension, like the slow cranking of a roller coaster to its initial and highest peak, knowing that soon, with the protagonist, we would be spiraling downward at a breakneck speed.

The masks behind the masks - always prepared with another story to support the last fabrication - were all too familiar. How could we not relate, when this experience so paralleled our own? Although our empathy quickly evaporated, turning away when the protagonists didn’t realize their own rationalizations - their own pride was the mask for their faults. For our own sakes, however, this lesson would not go unlearned.

We returned to where we had began our evening - our place of quiet, of sanctuary, and feeling quite agitated, I knew that sleep would elude me lest I shift my focus. I gazed longingly at my love, her small hands gently stroking the scrabble on my cheek she so adores, and I knew that this was the place of fullness, completion and circularity: in her arms. And so as I allowed sleep to take me, we ended the evening as we began - a lover’s embrace and this time, my arms filled her body, my lungs filled with her scent, and my heart filled with an unearthly gratitude knowing I had more to be thankful for than I could ever truly express.

9 April 2011 tig internet asshats base manipulation cyber-stalking every kind of creep pathetic


 Upon entering the new domain, she was at first shocked and surprised.   Here in this new community, there were people of all sorts with  welcoming invitations for friendship.  It was almost flattering. But the new people weren’t that different from the others - it was all  just instrumental behavior, repackaged, remixed, and subtle enough to  fool most others.  But not her.  Not for long. Ever the eternal iconoclast - she had taken the necessary steps -  withstood the rejection of the world.  Being ostracized was more of a  comfortable blanket.  So despite what the new “friends” might think, she  would not join. When the Tiger came, he growled mightily.  The scent of the prey and  predator prickled his nostrils and with bared fang. Together, they quickly set about  dismantling the machinations and manipulations of the would-be elite. Sorting through the detritus of the world - and she saw with  clarity the same songs and dances.  Together, they found paths through the labyrinth and fathomed the unfathomable.   She, the eternal non-conformist, with the strength borne of years of  forging, reinforced her status as the new Keeper at the human zoo.  She  realized that they were all imposters, that the interactions were  illusory.  She knew that like fairies, they needed you to believe in  them to exist and now, there would be no more room for pretenders.   Scales fallen from the eyes- with elegance and grace, full from the prowl of  night, she returned her focus to the real.  And with the Tiger, strode  off into the dawn of a real ever after.  																	 div { margin: 0px; }

 Upon entering the new domain, she was at first shocked and surprised. Here in this new community, there were people of all sorts with welcoming invitations for friendship. It was almost flattering.

But the new people weren’t that different from the others - it was all just instrumental behavior, repackaged, remixed, and subtle enough to fool most others. But not her. Not for long.

Ever the eternal iconoclast - she had taken the necessary steps - withstood the rejection of the world. Being ostracized was more of a comfortable blanket. So despite what the new “friends” might think, she would not join.

When the Tiger came, he growled mightily. The scent of the prey and predator prickled his nostrils and with bared fang. Together, they quickly set about dismantling the machinations and manipulations of the would-be elite.

Sorting through the detritus of the world - and she saw with clarity the same songs and dances. Together, they found paths through the labyrinth and fathomed the unfathomable.

She, the eternal non-conformist, with the strength borne of years of forging, reinforced her status as the new Keeper at the human zoo. She realized that they were all imposters, that the interactions were illusory. She knew that like fairies, they needed you to believe in them to exist and now, there would be no more room for pretenders.

Scales fallen from the eyes- with elegance and grace, full from the prowl of night, she returned her focus to the real. And with the Tiger, strode off into the dawn of a real ever after. div { margin: 0px; }

8 April 2011 lia internet base manipulation every kind of creep needy-greedies


So little was known about this new primate habitat and despite its immense population and people’s constant interactions, people knew very little about the behavior of its inhabitants, preferring instead to make assumptions and operate on presuppositions. Unlike her predecessor, she was the new observer at the Human Zoo and had to deal with teeming masses of other humans joining in the ever-expanding ranks of the primates.

Still, the dynamics were the same. She would observe, describe, interact minimally, make predictions and test her hypotheses. She would note the group dynamics behind the interactions - the dance of the Alphas, the mating rituals, the male display behavior, the pecking orders, the poo flinging, the mass appeals and herd mentality. She would shoulder alongside their burden of freedom, to see if rational thought prevailed over superstition, or if individualism would prevail over conformity. And she would comment - sharing her field and naturalistic observations with the very population whom she studied - all in an attempt to see if people could rise above their biology and be more than another animal.

At the best of times there was resistance. At the worst of times, blatant judgment and outright rejection were her only results. But as a student of life, she was prepared for this. Plus it helped for her to leave behind the Zoo - where the monkeys had taken over - and spend time in her interior landscape, where she developed and grew beyond her limitations, and developed her theories. Such is the life of the Cyber Anthropologist.

22 March 2011 lia internet base manipulation cyber-stalking every kind of creep groaning hassles


Upon entering the new domain, she was at first surprised.   Here in this new “community,” there were people of all sorts with  welcoming invitations for friendship.  It was almost flattering. Almost. But the new people weren’t that different from the others - it was all  just instrumental behavior, repackaged, remixed, and subtle enough to  fool most others.  But not her.  Not for long. Ever the eternal iconoclast - she had taken the necessary steps -  withstood the rejection of the world.  Being ostracized was more of a  comfortable blanket.  So despite what the new “friends” might think, she  would not engage in the joining. When the Tiger came, he growled mightily.  The scent of the prey and  predator prickled his nostrils and with bared fang, he quickly set about  dismantling the machinations and manipulations of the world. Together they traded war stories. She sorted through the detritus of the world - and saw with  clarity the same songs and dances.  Together they compared machinations and manipulations. She found paths through the labyrinth and fathomed the unfathomable.   She, the eternal non-conformist, with the strength borne of years of  forging, reinforced her status as the new Keeper at the human zoo.  She  realized that they were all impostors, that the interactions were  illusory.  She knew that like fairies, they needed you to believe in  them to exist and now, there would be no more room for pretenders.   Scales from the eyes- with elegance and grace, full from the prowl of  night, she returned her focus to the real.  And with the Tiger, strode  off into the dawn of happily ever after.

Upon entering the new domain, she was at first surprised. Here in this new “community,” there were people of all sorts with welcoming invitations for friendship. It was almost flattering. Almost.

But the new people weren’t that different from the others - it was all just instrumental behavior, repackaged, remixed, and subtle enough to fool most others. But not her. Not for long.

Ever the eternal iconoclast - she had taken the necessary steps - withstood the rejection of the world. Being ostracized was more of a comfortable blanket. So despite what the new “friends” might think, she would not engage in the joining.

When the Tiger came, he growled mightily. The scent of the prey and predator prickled his nostrils and with bared fang, he quickly set about dismantling the machinations and manipulations of the world.

Together they traded war stories. She sorted through the detritus of the world - and saw with clarity the same songs and dances. Together they compared machinations and manipulations. She found paths through the labyrinth and fathomed the unfathomable.

She, the eternal non-conformist, with the strength borne of years of forging, reinforced her status as the new Keeper at the human zoo. She realized that they were all impostors, that the interactions were illusory. She knew that like fairies, they needed you to believe in them to exist and now, there would be no more room for pretenders.

Scales from the eyes- with elegance and grace, full from the prowl of night, she returned her focus to the real. And with the Tiger, strode off into the dawn of happily ever after.

22 March 2011 lia tig internet and everything base manipulation needy-greedies pathetic


Cyber Anthropology 
So little was known about this new primate habitat. Despite its  immense population and constant interactions, very  little is actually known about the behavior of its inhabitants, most preferring instead to make  assumptions and operate on presuppositions.  Unlike her predecessor, Lia was the new observer at the Human Zoo and had to deal with teeming  masses of other humans joining in the ever-expanding ranks. Still, the dynamics were the same.  She would observe, describe,  interact minimally, make predictions, and test her hypotheses.  She would  note the group dynamics behind the interactions - the dance of the  Alphas, the mating rituals, the male display behavior, the pecking  orders, the poo flinging, the emotional appeals and - most salient of all - the herd mentality.
She  would shoulder alongside their burden of freedom, to see if rational  thought prevailed over superstition, or if individualism would prevail  over conformity.  And she would comment - sharing her field and  naturalistic observations with the very population whom she studied -  all in an attempt to see if people could rise above their biology and be  more than just another animal.  At the best of times there was resistance.  At the worst of times,  blatant judgment and outright rejection were her only results.  But as a  student of life, she was prepared for this.
Time away helped her to keep perspective and so often was she to  leave behind the Zoo - where the monkeys had taken over - and spend time  in her interior landscape, the world of flesh and blood, where she developed emotionally and grew beyond her own limitations, and, in the sunlit sanctuary of her studio, fine-tuned her theories.
Such is the life of the Cyber  Anthropologist.

Cyber Anthropology

So little was known about this new primate habitat. Despite its immense population and constant interactions, very little is actually known about the behavior of its inhabitants, most preferring instead to make assumptions and operate on presuppositions. Unlike her predecessor, Lia was the new observer at the Human Zoo and had to deal with teeming masses of other humans joining in the ever-expanding ranks.

Still, the dynamics were the same. She would observe, describe, interact minimally, make predictions, and test her hypotheses. She would note the group dynamics behind the interactions - the dance of the Alphas, the mating rituals, the male display behavior, the pecking orders, the poo flinging, the emotional appeals and - most salient of all - the herd mentality.

She would shoulder alongside their burden of freedom, to see if rational thought prevailed over superstition, or if individualism would prevail over conformity. And she would comment - sharing her field and naturalistic observations with the very population whom she studied - all in an attempt to see if people could rise above their biology and be more than just another animal.

At the best of times there was resistance. At the worst of times, blatant judgment and outright rejection were her only results. But as a student of life, she was prepared for this.

Time away helped her to keep perspective and so often was she to leave behind the Zoo - where the monkeys had taken over - and spend time in her interior landscape, the world of flesh and blood, where she developed emotionally and grew beyond her own limitations, and, in the sunlit sanctuary of her studio, fine-tuned her theories.

Such is the life of the Cyber Anthropologist.

9 July 2010 lia and everything every kind of creep internet psychology


Attachment Styles and Intimacy Originally conceptualized by Bowlby, Attachment Theory emphasizes  childhood relationships as the basis for our templates for adult  (especially romantic) relationships.  Simply put, Bowlby identified  three attachment styles: 
Secure, Anxious / Ambivalent, and Avoidant /  Dismissive.   Secure Attachment results from strong and reliable bonds between  children and their caretakers.  The caretakers are reliable, loving and  consistent.  A strong bond develops between both.Children with Secure Attachment:  *	Are able to separate from their parents *	Seek comfort from parents when frightened *	Meet their parents return with positive emotions *	Prefer their parents to strangersAdults with Secure Attachment:  *	Are more trusting, open and understanding *	Tend to have good self-esteem *	Form lasting interdependent relationships *	Are comfortable being close to and sharing feelings with partners *	Can find a balance between intimacy (the revealing or sharing of all  aspects of self) and independence  *	Approach relationship problems and issues with their partners in a  constructive manner When caretakers are inconsistent or overly protective, the resulting  style is called Anxious or Ambivalent Attachment.  Children with Anxious / Ambivalent Attachment: *	Are preoccupied with caregiver’s availability  *	Do not deal well with either separation or return of the parents *	Are reluctant to warm to new caregivers Adults with Anxious / Ambivalent Attachment: *	Are constantly worried and anxious about their love life *	Crave and desperately need high levels of intimacy, approval and  responsiveness from partners, becoming overly dependent but, they never  stop questioning their partner’s love (“do you really love me?”). *	Are obsessed with their relationships and everything that happens in  them  *	Tend to be less trusting and have less positive views about themselves  and their partners, constantly concerned that their partners will leave  them *	Rarely feel completely loved and they experience extreme emotional  highs and lows *	Are hard to satisfy emotionally; you can’t love them enough, or be  close enough to them, and they constantly monitor their relationships  for problems.  Ironically, their need for love makes it easy for anxious individuals to  be taken advantage of when it comes to love and romance, which in the  long run can create even more suspicion and doubt. And finally, when the primary caregivers are dismissive or ignore their  children, and are neutral to uncaring or apathetic about the children,  it is called Avoidant / Dismissive Attachment.  Children with Avoidant / Dismissive Attachment:  *	May be wary of strangers. *	Become greatly distressed with the parent leaves *	Do not appear to be comforted by the return of the parent *	Treat strangers the same as parents Adults with Avoidant / Dismissive Attachment:  *	Are reluctant to become close to others  *	Have both a high desire and high discomfort with emotional closeness *	Don’t like being dependent on a partner or having someone be dependent  on them *	Deal with rejection by emotionally distancing themselves *	Mistrust their partners and are more self-sufficient, cynical, and  independent *	View themselves as unworthy of a relationship  *	Are more apt to invest energies elsewhere (e.g., career or hobbies) *	Get easily annoyed with their relational partners and often display  negative feelings and hostility toward their loved ones.

Attachment Styles and Intimacy

Originally conceptualized by Bowlby, Attachment Theory emphasizes childhood relationships as the basis for our templates for adult (especially romantic) relationships. Simply put, Bowlby identified three attachment styles:

Secure, Anxious / Ambivalent, and Avoidant / Dismissive.

Secure Attachment results from strong and reliable bonds between children and their caretakers. The caretakers are reliable, loving and consistent. A strong bond develops between both.

Children with Secure Attachment:
* Are able to separate from their parents
* Seek comfort from parents when frightened
* Meet their parents return with positive emotions
* Prefer their parents to strangers

Adults with Secure Attachment:
* Are more trusting, open and understanding
* Tend to have good self-esteem
* Form lasting interdependent relationships
* Are comfortable being close to and sharing feelings with partners
* Can find a balance between intimacy (the revealing or sharing of all aspects of self) and independence
* Approach relationship problems and issues with their partners in a constructive manner

When caretakers are inconsistent or overly protective, the resulting style is called Anxious or Ambivalent Attachment.

Children with Anxious / Ambivalent Attachment:
* Are preoccupied with caregiver’s availability
* Do not deal well with either separation or return of the parents
* Are reluctant to warm to new caregivers

Adults with Anxious / Ambivalent Attachment:
* Are constantly worried and anxious about their love life
* Crave and desperately need high levels of intimacy, approval and responsiveness from partners, becoming overly dependent but, they never stop questioning their partner’s love (“do you really love me?”).
* Are obsessed with their relationships and everything that happens in them
* Tend to be less trusting and have less positive views about themselves and their partners, constantly concerned that their partners will leave them
* Rarely feel completely loved and they experience extreme emotional highs and lows
* Are hard to satisfy emotionally; you can’t love them enough, or be close enough to them, and they constantly monitor their relationships for problems.

Ironically, their need for love makes it easy for anxious individuals to be taken advantage of when it comes to love and romance, which in the long run can create even more suspicion and doubt.

And finally, when the primary caregivers are dismissive or ignore their children, and are neutral to uncaring or apathetic about the children, it is called Avoidant / Dismissive Attachment.

Children with Avoidant / Dismissive Attachment:
* May be wary of strangers.
* Become greatly distressed with the parent leaves
* Do not appear to be comforted by the return of the parent
* Treat strangers the same as parents

Adults with Avoidant / Dismissive Attachment:
* Are reluctant to become close to others
* Have both a high desire and high discomfort with emotional closeness
* Don’t like being dependent on a partner or having someone be dependent on them
* Deal with rejection by emotionally distancing themselves
* Mistrust their partners and are more self-sufficient, cynical, and independent
* View themselves as unworthy of a relationship
* Are more apt to invest energies elsewhere (e.g., career or hobbies)
* Get easily annoyed with their relational partners and often display negative feelings and hostility toward their loved ones.

28 May 2010 psychology internet cyber-stalking every kind of creep needy-greedies pathetic Whinge


 Online Drama Part III
In ANY relationship (virtual or in-person), the  understanding of our own Attachment Style is valuable because it helps  us to understand our imposed belief system. 
Simply put, people don’t see  the world as it is, rather we impose our beliefs on what we experience.  It helps to understand how we form attachments to romantic partners  because our style of attachment influences so much of what happens in  our close relationships: our experience of jealousy, self-disclosure,  conflict resolution, love, commitment, lying, infidelity, sexual  behavior, just to name a few. Prior to Social Networking sites, people with Anxious or Avoidant  attachment styles tended to seek out people who were emotionally  unavailable: supervisors, authority figures, people who were already in  relationships, movie stars, and so on. 
For the Avoidant Adult, these  people are easily dismissed because they require no investment.  For the  Anxious Adult, these people reinforce their own self-concept and  fragility of the relationship.  Both create self-fulfilling prophecies.    Obviously the Cyber Relationship offers people with these two styles to  meet the paradoxical needs of both being with someone and not being with  someone (for different reasons).  The careful consideration of the use  of the cyber relationship as a proxy or replacement for other  relationships is worthwhile.
On a personal note, I much prefer to speak in the flesh where I can be more effective and real. T’internets are a fun way to observe human behavior, find a little amusement, and perhaps exchange ideas. I keep some bloggy things (SU, Tumblr, FB) for journalling my thoughts and bookmarking sites. I choose to invest my energies in the Real World, and with fully-functioning people.
The people who pour their energy into their online persona are most always terribly  maladroit. They are unable to connect successfully with others in the  outside world. Why believe in faeries ? The cost/benefit analysis  doesn’t work. 
~ Lia

 Online Drama Part III

In ANY relationship (virtual or in-person), the understanding of our own Attachment Style is valuable because it helps us to understand our imposed belief system.

Simply put, people don’t see the world as it is, rather we impose our beliefs on what we experience. It helps to understand how we form attachments to romantic partners because our style of attachment influences so much of what happens in our close relationships: our experience of jealousy, self-disclosure, conflict resolution, love, commitment, lying, infidelity, sexual behavior, just to name a few.

Prior to Social Networking sites, people with Anxious or Avoidant attachment styles tended to seek out people who were emotionally unavailable: supervisors, authority figures, people who were already in relationships, movie stars, and so on.

For the Avoidant Adult, these people are easily dismissed because they require no investment. For the Anxious Adult, these people reinforce their own self-concept and fragility of the relationship. Both create self-fulfilling prophecies.

Obviously the Cyber Relationship offers people with these two styles to meet the paradoxical needs of both being with someone and not being with someone (for different reasons). The careful consideration of the use of the cyber relationship as a proxy or replacement for other relationships is worthwhile.

On a personal note, I much prefer to speak in the flesh where I can be more effective and real. T’internets are a fun way to observe human behavior, find a little amusement, and perhaps exchange ideas. I keep some bloggy things (SU, Tumblr, FB) for journalling my thoughts and bookmarking sites. I choose to invest my energies in the Real World, and with fully-functioning people.

The people who pour their energy into their online persona are most always terribly maladroit. They are unable to connect successfully with others in the outside world. Why believe in faeries ? The cost/benefit analysis doesn’t work. 

~ Lia

28 May 2010 psychology internet cyber-stalking every kind of creep hassles needy-greedies Whinge


Adam, whose name in Hebrew was translated as “first man,” was not an unusual man.  He went to work; he came home; sometimes he exercised; most of the time he did not.  He bought groceries that rotted in the refrigerator while he ate out, and he forgot to floss five days out of seven.  And even though his work required that he use his computer with some regularity, he spent a lot of time on his home computer on his spare time as he had no wife or children to bother/distract him.  
He owned an Apple computer – at least it had started out that way, as he had taken it apart to rebuild it – putting an inordinate amount of time, energy, effort and money into it to make it the most ramped up and fantastic machine he could imagine.  More memory, the most advanced hardware, and all the software and updates as possible.  He wanted more than a mere automaton; the creator impulse in Adam wanted something to rule over all the various institutions that comprised his life.  
He wanted to make this machine as functioning, capable of thought and humanlike as possible; that is - in his own image.
In the beginning, Adam looked at all the different environmental variables he had to contend with.  He organized his bills, his documents, his spreadsheets, his books and software, and saw that it was good.  When he designed his creation, it was to rule over all of those operations and application.  And in the perfectly designed environment – not too hot or cold, not too humid or dry, Adam’s Apple was born.
Adam saw that it was good.  The rebuild took six days, and on the seventh, Adam rested.  

Always fascinated with the autocorrect function in his word processor, Adam wondered if it were possible to do the same with other applications.  Have you ever typed the word “Teh” in your word processor?  More than likely, it changed to “The” in a mere pico-second.  This was the type of decision making that Adam wanted in all of his systems.  Adam installed a program of free-will into his system – perhaps a bit oxymoronic, admittedly – how can you have programmed free-will?  
Nonetheless, the philosophical questions didn’t bother him; Adam so loved his creation, his own Adam2.  
Deep within the Apple was a decision tree for networking and borrowing memory from other computers.  It could within its local area network, file share and even download information from a Tree of Knowledge data.  Adam was worried about viruses, and disabled that function. Or so he thought.  While surfing, a particularly subtle Trojan Serpent virus that embedded in the Eve system of Adam’s Apple.
The rogue Serpent interfaced with the Eve system tempting it a byte of another Apple from the Tree of Knowledge data base. “Just a nibble” it seemed to intone.  The LAN while disabled and firewalled, was still overrode by free will auto correct programming.  It was this point that Eve overcame her programming, thinking tapping into the database would only strengthen the system, and taking a byte and sharing it with the Adam2 protocols.  
The firewall had failed. Adam’s Apple had become infected with malicious data. No longer could Adam interface with his creation in the way he had intended.  Adam took all of the crucial data offline, and literally removed it from Adam2’s programming systems. Gig  after precious gig of data was transferred to CDs for safekeeping. Vital systems were firewalled, and Adam did what he could to immunize the rest of the infected system. He could not destroy his creation, but it lost the Eden like protection it had once had.  
Disgusted, Adam left his office, leaving Adam2 and the Eve protocols running to their own accord. 

Adam, whose name in Hebrew was translated as “first man,” was not an unusual man.  He went to work; he came home; sometimes he exercised; most of the time he did not.  He bought groceries that rotted in the refrigerator while he ate out, and he forgot to floss five days out of seven.  And even though his work required that he use his computer with some regularity, he spent a lot of time on his home computer on his spare time as he had no wife or children to bother/distract him. 

He owned an Apple computer – at least it had started out that way, as he had taken it apart to rebuild it – putting an inordinate amount of time, energy, effort and money into it to make it the most ramped up and fantastic machine he could imagine.  More memory, the most advanced hardware, and all the software and updates as possible.  He wanted more than a mere automaton; the creator impulse in Adam wanted something to rule over all the various institutions that comprised his life. 

He wanted to make this machine as functioning, capable of thought and humanlike as possible; that is - in his own image.

In the beginning, Adam looked at all the different environmental variables he had to contend with.  He organized his bills, his documents, his spreadsheets, his books and software, and saw that it was good.  When he designed his creation, it was to rule over all of those operations and application.  And in the perfectly designed environment – not too hot or cold, not too humid or dry, Adam’s Apple was born.

Adam saw that it was good.  The rebuild took six days, and on the seventh, Adam rested. 

Always fascinated with the autocorrect function in his word processor, Adam wondered if it were possible to do the same with other applications.  Have you ever typed the word “Teh” in your word processor?  More than likely, it changed to “The” in a mere pico-second.  This was the type of decision making that Adam wanted in all of his systems.  Adam installed a program of free-will into his system – perhaps a bit oxymoronic, admittedly – how can you have programmed free-will? 

Nonetheless, the philosophical questions didn’t bother him; Adam so loved his creation, his own Adam2. 

Deep within the Apple was a decision tree for networking and borrowing memory from other computers.  It could within its local area network, file share and even download information from a Tree of Knowledge data.  Adam was worried about viruses, and disabled that function. Or so he thought.  While surfing, a particularly subtle Trojan Serpent virus that embedded in the Eve system of Adam’s Apple.

The rogue Serpent interfaced with the Eve system tempting it a byte of another Apple from the Tree of Knowledge data base. “Just a nibble” it seemed to intone.  The LAN while disabled and firewalled, was still overrode by free will auto correct programming.  It was this point that Eve overcame her programming, thinking tapping into the database would only strengthen the system, and taking a byte and sharing it with the Adam2 protocols. 

The firewall had failed. Adam’s Apple had become infected with malicious data. No longer could Adam interface with his creation in the way he had intended.  Adam took all of the crucial data offline, and literally removed it from Adam2’s programming systems. Gig  after precious gig of data was transferred to CDs for safekeeping. Vital systems were firewalled, and Adam did what he could to immunize the rest of the infected system. He could not destroy his creation, but it lost the Eden like protection it had once had. 

Disgusted, Adam left his office, leaving Adam2 and the Eve protocols running to their own accord. 


25 May 2010 internet the universe altered states the wrath of Mr. Tambourine Man