Crowds
Because of the sheer vastness of the world wide web network, individual human behavior in this medium closely resembles that of humans in crowds. Sure, there's a slim to none chance that your perverse nature, greediness, dishonesty, and bad taste will be discovered--permanently recorded as an IP address that was encountered by a robot at some time on some axis--but the chance of it actually getting back to you personally is highly unlikely, at least at this point in history, when the network itself has no centralized system of regulation and monitorization.
Canetti’s Crowds and Power, a work referred to by Deleuze-Guatarri in A Thousand Platueaus is an excellent study of crowd behavior and crowd mentalities which begins with a chapter called “Rhythm” (check fact) that discusses the primary rhythm of the body as it is connected to the act of walking. MUCH MUCH MORE ON THIS.
“The crowd is the veil through which the familiar city beckons to the flâneur as phantasmagoria—now a landscape, now a room. Both become elements of the department store, which makes use of flânerie itself to sell goods. The department store is the last promenade for the flâneur.” (AP 10)
Compare grocery store scene in White Noise.
See Henry Miller's throng bits-- "I love everything that flows"
See Whitman's bits on the throng.
Canetti’s Crowds and Power, a work referred to by Deleuze-Guatarri in A Thousand Platueaus is an excellent study of crowd behavior and crowd mentalities which begins with a chapter called “Rhythm” (check fact) that discusses the primary rhythm of the body as it is connected to the act of walking. MUCH MUCH MORE ON THIS.
Distinguish between CROWDS and THRONGS.
“The crowd is the veil through which the familiar city beckons to the flâneur as phantasmagoria—now a landscape, now a room. Both become elements of the department store, which makes use of flânerie itself to sell goods. The department store is the last promenade for the flâneur.” (AP 10)
Compare grocery store scene in White Noise.
See Henry Miller's throng bits-- "I love everything that flows"
See Whitman's bits on the throng.
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