It wasn’t until after eleven years of thriving in the cyberpunk culture –eleven years of being jacked into the internet, networking on MUDs and chat rooms– that I decided to read the originator of its movement. Neuromancer by William Gibson can be described as a book from the future that found its way to print in 1984. Reading it in 2012 was like travelling back to the pure essence of all debates cyberpunk.
The plot is
set in 2200 in a world of an online matrix and cyborgs, viewed through the eyes
of a cyberspace “cowboy”, Henry Dorsett Case, who has been banned from the
matrix for using it for illegal hacking. We start off seeing him mourn the loss
of the matrix network. Whereas the internet was a new thing in 1984, in 2012
the pain Case goes through resonated deeply inside me. I’ve recently moved house
and have not had internet for three months. Gibsons talk of “meat” and the
physical constraints of the real world are not science-fiction anymore. From
just the beginning of the commercialization of the internet Gibson managed to
extrapolate a future human experience that is now very real to the present connected
self.
Neuromancer
talks of artificial intelligence, the perception of the real, what it is to be
human, machine, AI, the limits of the human body and the vastness of the human
mind. Philosophies of Ghost in a Shell, The Matrix, Blade Runner, 2001: A Space
Odyssey, Deus Ex all weave themselves together into a tight network of
understanding. There were various scenes where Case would talk to an AI in the
matrix. In a whip of irony, the AI would often be more metacognitive than the
human.
The world is essential in the presentation of these topics and the architecture in Neuromancer alone deserves an essay of its own to give it justice: from the intricacies of a virtual dimension, designing for impossible perspectives and the personality and storytelling qualities of the architecture. There is one recurring image that was particularly striking and that is of the hive. Compared to a wasp nest, tightly packed with larvae, Gibson shows us the architecture of a city that has grown into itself. Secluded in their riches, they live in their own realities, preserving their bodies and multiplying their data.
Having been
to various digital expos and computer-related events, the hive felt like a very
morbid version of reality. The dream (and sometimes lifestyle) of having a
self-sustaining body as your mind wanders the extremities of cyberspace is held
by one too many acquaintances including, I must admit, my past teenage self.
The hive hit home what might actually become of us should we lose touch with our
bodies and with reality. Maybe cutting off on facebook and fanatic videogaming
doesn’t seem like a bad idea.
As time
moves on, it feels like Neuromancer has not lost but gained in relevancy to our
present lifestyle. It is a classic eye opener into our culture and humanity
that should be read by all willing to learn about our role in a technological
world.
-RCM