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We are in the beginning of a major revolution...
The whole way we see nature will be changed.
Joseph Ford, physicist
By Phil Brucato, Jennifer Clodius, Roger Gaudreau,
Jesse Heinig, S. John Ross and Jaymi Wiley
Credits
Written by:
Phil Brucato, Jennifer Clodius, Roger Gaudreau,
Jesse Heinig, S. John Ross and Jaymi Wiley
Original Digital Web Concepts by:
Phil Brucato, Heather
Curatola, Daniel Greenberg, Harry Heckel and Darren
McKeeman
Resource Assistance by:
Bruce Baugh, Richard Dansky,
Bryant Durrell and Geoffrey Grabowski
Developed by:
Phil Brucato
Edited by:
Cary Goff
Art Director:
Lawrence Snelly
Layout and Typesetting:
Katie McCaskill
Art:
Scott Baxa, Leif Jones, Karl Kerschl, Rob Stotz,
Andrew Trabbold
Front Cover Art:
Bill Sienkiewicz
Front and Back Cover Design:
Katie McCaskill
Special Thanks To:
Ed "11:30 Spice" Hall,
for pitchin' a hitch.
Greg "Prodigy Spice" Fountain,
for smackin' his hitch up.
Jesse "Aryan Spice" Heinig,
for sufferin' a deficiency of
negritude.
Justin "Hateful Spice" Achilli,
for gettin' bitch-smacked up.
Mark "Floaty Spice" Cenczyk,
for flyin' South for the
Summer.
Laurah "Fluffy Pup Spice" Norton,
for diggin' the Vile
Punks.
Jane "Toastie Spice" Palmer,
for bein' the Best Woman.
Carl "Beastie Spice" Bowan,
for statin' up da crittaz.
Rich "Pool Fu Spice" Dansky,
for gettin' that sinking feeling.
Cynthia "Scratchy Spice" Summers,
for sharin' Rich's
sinking feeling.
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PRELUDE: Backlash
INTRODUCTION
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SITE I: Uncle Toad's Net Tour
SITE 2: Life Online
SITE 3: Sectors and Avatars
SITE 4: Administration
SITE 5: Programming Systems
SITE 6: Running in the Real Web
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BY
JAYMI
WILEY
THE CRISP E D G E S OF REAL-
ITY
FADE
AWAY
AS
MY
MIND
APPETITE
AND
EXCITEMENT
SOMEPLACE
MUCH
THE
TIME
NEW.
TO
NOT
TOO
IN
SEND SPARKS DOWN MY SPINE.
THE WORLD CATCHES UP TO
ME
AS
THE
I'M
SPEED
DROPS
ME
CHAT
HERE
MELTS
INTO THE WEB.
BLACK-
CROSSCORNERS
BETWEEN
NESS PLUNGES DOWN OVER MY
VISION. I RAISE MY ARM, REACH-
ING,
GRABBING,
TRYING
TO
THE WEB SITES.
"DROP
LIGHT
OUT.
DOWN
MAP,
I
HIGH-
SLOW.
DRAWN IN, SUCKED
INTO FAMILIAR SURROUNDINGS.
BLURRY
AND
IMAGES
AND
AND
ME,
COLORS
FEELINGS
MERGING
THEN
A
'FlSHBOWL,'"
THE
CALL
MAP
MY VI-
DEFINE A FAMILIAR SURROUND-
ING. I FEEL NOTHING. NOTHING
HOLDS
ME,
NOTHING
SUR-
GATEWAY
TEXTURES
SPREADS
SION.
MARKS
TOUCH
ZOOM
"Hi,
A
OUT A C R O S S
GREEN
MY
SWEEP T O W A R D
INTO
MY
NEW
HIGHLIGHT
I
ROUNDS ME, NOTHING M O V E S
INSIDE
OF
ME.
I
SCREAM.
NO
BEING.
DESTINATION.
HIGHLIGHT
BRIGHT
TECHNICOLOR
FLASH,
THE
AND
VOICE. MY VOCAL CORDS HAVE
BEEN
CUT
OFF.
MY
MIND
AND EVERYTHING DEEPENS AS
I
HIT
THE
DATA
STREAM
FULL
AWAY TO
CHATLAND.
CALLS
A
SHIBA!"
DROWNS, GASPING FOR AIR. DO
I
EVEN
EXIST?
I
CRY
OUT;
NO
FORCE. TOUCHDOWN.
OVERHEAD, THE FLAT, T W O -
DIMENSIONAL
FLOAT,
HTML
PAGES
TURN
WANDERING HAPPY FACE.
"WAZUP?" I REPLY, SCAN-
NING
HIS
AUTHENTICODE.
A
ONE IS AROUND TO HEAR ME.
LIGHT. A PINPRICK HOLE IN
MY
VISION
GUIDES
MY
MOVE-
AWAITING
THEIR
WIDE SMILE APPEARS ACROSS
MY OWN FACE. I FEEL AS IF I'M
RETURNING HOME TO MY FAM-
ILY AFTER A LONG VACATION.
THE
HANG.
FlSHBOWL
DESIGNED
IS
A
KEWL
SOME
TO GET WHISKED AWAY TO S O M E
REALTIME USER'S COMPUTER
TERMINAL.
LEARN
WHEN
WILL
THEY
ULTI-
MENT.
STRAIGHT
IT
AHEAD,
GROWS
PHOSPHORESCENT,
CLOSER.
TENS
IT E L O N G A T E S , FLAT-
THE
HOLE
WIDENS,
THAT
THIS
IS THE
AND
MATE W A Y TO EXPLORE VIRTUAL
REALITY?
THERE'S
NO
REAL
BY
DEEPENING TO A C C E P T MY EN-
TRY.
LIGHT
TAKES
SIONAL
I
TURN
MY
HEAD.
OUT
THE
AND
W E B S P I N N I N G FISH LOVER, THE
FlSHBOWL
PLACE,
HEAD
PEOPLE
CAPE
IS
A
GATHERING
DUMP,
CONNECTION, NO FEELING WHEN
ONE SURFS THE WEB LIKE THAT,
BUT T H A T ' S
FOR
ME
IT'S
BY
ALL IN
THE
AT
ME,
THE
PAST
IS
STRETCHES
ON
A
INFORMATION
TRIP,
COME
THEIR
AND
HERE
THREE-DIMEN-
A
LINE,
AN
ME,
PARTY.
TO
ES-
DEPTH.
CORD
REAL
NOW.
WEB
UMBILICAL
GUIDING
WHERE
BRUSH
ICONS
IN
A
LIMITATIONS.
BIRTHING ME. I RELAX INTO ITS
GRASP,
FEELING
THE
JUNKIE
ALWAYS
W E B S P I N N E R S USE THE FISH-
BOWL
TO
WHEEL
AND
DEAL.
RUSH TO GET SOMEPLACE FAST,
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