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WORDS
IN SPACE
When
people first encounter writing, they often play with words, as if words
were newly discovered things, subject to limitless spatial rearrangement.
The multilevel complexity of oral language is not immediately lost with
the coming of literacy: instead, it is shifted to spatial configurations.
Written
words do, of course, exist in space & can be physically rearranged.
This discovery often leads to the invention of spatial word games. These
have been popular in many cultures, especially where literacy is fresh
& numerology, astrology & alchemy are professional pursuits. Vestiges
of such games survive in our culture. We have the palidromes ABLE WAS
I ERE I SAW ELBA, Napoleon's lament, and MADAM, I'M ADAM, allegedly man's
first statement. Both read the same backward & forward. James Thurber's
NOW NO SWIMS ON MON reads the same upside down. Words
may be read downward, as in street signs, or in the vertical columns of
crossword puzzles, or in acrostic verse where the initial letters of each
line of a poem, taken together, form a word or name. Words
may be concealed within words: "Her very C's, her U's, 'n' her T's"
(Twelfth Night, II:88). In
a rear mirror, ECNALUBMA reads AMBULANCE, while A
letter sent to We
sometimes convert telephone & postal numbers into words, for words
are easier to remember, e.g., the telephone number NERVOUS, the New York
City number giving the correct time. The
letters of the early Hebrew alphabet also served as numerals: scribes
played at making combined word-mathematical statements. In
New Guinea, I was particularly interested in graffiti, doodles, signs
combining words, in symbols & pictures, bulletin-board notices, private
letters, scribblings chalked on school blackboards after hours, etc. There
was abundant material to fill my interest. Even students who had mastered
penmanship sometimes departed from sequential order to fill space by wholly
different means. The spatial logic of local signs often had to be discovered,
but once discovered, was usually clear & sometimes ingenious. I
think this aspect of language should be given maximum encouragement in
New Guinea, not only as a means of furthering literacy, but as a means
of muting radio. I see radio as potentially very dangerous, especially
where it lacks serious competition from other media. Radio's role in North
Africa & Indonesia should serve as a warning. In each place, it broke
down small, traditional tribes, then retribalized the populations as a
whole, building nationalism to a feverish pitch & creating unreasonable
national goals & consumer hopes. Radio simply does not promote the
sort of social structure & economic specialization necessary for an
increase both in living standard & military might, though both are
easily promised via airwaves. Those
who control the content of radio take such arguments lightly. To them,
what matters is what radio says. To me, what matters is what radio does.
They regard radio as a neutral instrument & place full responsibility
for its use on people. I see nothing "neutral" about my technology.
To me, all technologies are human extensions & those extensions create
different people. Radio
in New Guinea could easily come to dominate the sensory lives of the village
people. If the government insists on its expansion, then I think support
should be given to activities that favor individualism, specialization,
privacy, enclosed space, etc., that is, activities producing effects opposite
from those produced by radio. Print, of course, comes first to mind. But
accelerating the current literacy program would require major financing,
as well as create its own problems. I think a great deal could be achieved,
with minimum expenditure, by promoting abstract spatial games. For
example, I would promote chess. Chess is an art of pure location. A player
must sequentially reorder units & unit clusters by visualizing how
they would look in a succession of subsequent spaces. The chessman lie
"out there," but future moves must lie in graphic clarity in
the player's mind. The
rules of chess are easily learned, yet as George Steiner notes, "There
are more possible variants in a game at chess than it is calculated there
are atoms in this sprawling universe. The number of possible legitimate
ways of playing the first four moves on each side comes to 318,979,584,000.
Playing one game a minute and never repeating it, the entire population
of the globe would need two hundred and sixteen billion years to exhaust
all conceivable ways of playing the first ten moves." Chess
might find a waiting audience in New Guinea. Interest is often high in
cultures where literacy is fresh & no single medium is dominant. Chess
requires negligible equipment. Any space serves. Players need nothing
in common, save love of chess, for chess is unrelated to culture, language,
age. Along with music & mathematics, it is one of the few fields in
which there are child prodigies. It doesn't derive from the world "out
there" & cannot be translated into that world. It doesn't prepare
people for employment and this, too, at the moment is an advantage, for
in New Guinea it's easier to prepare people for employment than to provide
employment. Unlike
cards, chess is rarely played for money. It's a game of pure skill, not
chance, and therefore without appeal to gamblers. Obviously,
chess by itself is hardly a sufficient counterforce to radio. But combined
with a number of other media, each of which favors visual space or segmented
time, I think it should be promoted. By "other media" I specifically
mean: literacy; portrait photography; photo comic books; crossword puzzles;
huge mirrors erected in public places; aerial photographs of villages,
displayed in those villages beneath clocks that signal the hour; etc.
Such
suggestions are certain to amuse administrators who place their faith
in technology & good intentions. But in a small way they could help
correct sensory & psychic imbalances created by radio. Obviously nothing
is going to turn off radio, but its effects can be turned down within
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Pages
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Oh, What a Blow That Phantom Gave Me! by Edmund Carpenter Holt, Rinehart and Winston - New York, Chicago, San Francisco Copyright 1972, 1973 by Edmund Carpenter |
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Translated
to hypermedia and edited by Michael Wesch
2002
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