Living in cyberspace

cyberspace, innit

I’m looking around me now, trying to mentally map Gibsonian cyberspace onto a chainstore coffee bar in Chesham. This is what it was always going to be like I suppose: a collision of the prosaic and the magical, local and global, actual and virtual. It’s funny that the application that seems to most closely model cyberspace for me, here and now in 2007, is one of the simplest and one that could have been built at pretty much any time in the twenty year history of the idea: Twitter.