The first section or so is roughly "Philosophy is full of shit. No one will be around to care when the earth falls lifeless into the sun. By the way, there's matter, people, and when the sun explodes, you're fucked. Death will be dead. Your radical politics will be for shit."
"Now this event is ineluctable." <3 <3 <3 INELUCTABLE MODALITY OF THE APOCALYPSE! We should totally have read this in apocalypse class.
Oh whoah he dissolves the human condition into this: "how to provide this software [human thought] with a hardware that is independent of the conditions of life on earth. That is: how to make thought without a body possible." But it's possible that thought and body are dependent on each other to the point that they are inseperable, so we might very well be fucked.
"faith in the inexhaustibility of the perceivable" Hmm. We need to give a different kind of body to these hypothetical thinking machines in order to avoid fucked, above. "Thinking and suffering overlap." "We think in a world of inscriptions already there. Call this culture if you like." "We need machines that suffer from the burden of their memory."
"Your thinking machines will have to be nourished not just on radiation but on the irremediable different of gender." Not sure I agree with that, but Lyotard makes an interesting argument, which I have not summarized. Really you should just read this piece. It is like a poem. An awesome flowy poem. I am especially looking at anyone in the room who identifies as postfurry.
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