How do you encourage another Arab Spring in a country where internet access is punishable by death? Over the weekend, a room of engineers, activists, and journalists met in San Francisco to tackle this conundrum at the first-ever Hack North Korea, sponsored by the New York-based Human Rights Foundation with help from the Thiel Foundation.
Held in the airy SOMA warehouse space of a nonprofit coding organization, the event drew about 50 people from the Bay Area and beyond. The mission was to develop clever ways to get media into the hands of North Koreans, and get information out, too.
“North Korea is often referred to as the ‘darkest corner of the earth,'” said Sarah Wasserman, chief operating officer of the Human Rights Foundation, at the event’s kick-off. “The lack of transparency and block on information flow place limitations on the human mind.”
North Korea is often referred to as the ‘darkest corner of the earth’
Half of the country’s 24 million people live in abject poverty and starvation. Hundreds of thousands live in massive, city-sized concentration camps that are observable on Google Earth, but otherwise scantily documented because of the regime’s deadlock on information. The top 10 percent of North Koreans rich and connected enough to own a TV or radio only receive government propaganda. There’s no internet, except for government elite. The price for being caught with a pirated DVD or USB drive is imprisonment or even death, although for some, the risk is worth it.
Park Yeon-mi, a petite 20-year-old woman who now works as a journalist in Seoul, was one of four North Korean defectors who flew to San Francisco to share their stories and judge the entries. In a presentation at the beginning of the hackathon, she described the transformative power of watching, as a teen, what might be considered the cheesiest form of contraband: a black-market DVD copy of Titanic.
“[The regime] taught us the only beautiful story is to die for your country worshipping the dear leader,” said Park. “But this was just a human story. I realized all people are not like us.” Not long after, she and her parents escaped over an ice-covered river to China, and across the Gobi Desert into Mongolia.
As the hackathon participants, many of them college students from Stanford, broke into groups, the defectors answered their questions about North Korean society.
the cheesiest form of contraband: a black market DVD copy of Titanic
One group toyed with the idea of inspiring a youth movement through social apps. “Could you have something like Snapchat?” one programmer asked.
Kim Heung-kwang, a defector who formerly worked as a computer scientist for the North Korean government, told him that no, you couldn’t. Although about 3 million people have Chinese-made Huawei Android phones, he explained, they are not connected to Wi-Fi. Only about 100 people legally have access to the internet, in what amounts to Kim Jong-un’s inner sanctum.
“They use it for government tasks only,” elaborated Kim, through a translator.
In the absence of networked devices, getting media into North Korea has been primarily a physical task. Heung-kwang described how activists sometimes bribe border guards and send bins full of USB flash drives into the country — a mortally risky proposition for the North Korean on the inside who has volunteered to receive and distribute them.
The hackathon in progress. (Jamie Hancock)
Another defector, Park Sang-hak, described how he has been using unmanned hot air balloons for the past several years to send media contraband across the South Korean border. His work has earned him the ominous distinction of being named “Enemy Zero” by the North Korean regime, which sent an assassin in 2011 to kill him with a poison needle. (The assassin was intercepted and arrested by the South Koreans.)
When it came time to present the ideas, the mood was light, with people munching on ginger cookies left over from the catered lunch.
One group’s idea involved creating a computer program that could run on a USB drive and appear to be something that it wasn’t, in the likely event that a guard checked it. The organizers of the event requested that any more details about this project be kept secret for obvious reasons.
An audience favorite was the idea of simply using giant slingshots to fling media over the border from China.
One idea was simply using giant slingshots to fling media over the border from China
But the winning idea from Team Skylight was a dual offering that took advantage of new digital technologies. The first idea involved using Raspberry Pi, a granola-bar sized computer, in concert with SDR (software defined radio) to create a small radio that could pick up signals other than the official state-sanctioned ones. The team recommended dropping the computers via balloon.
Their second idea was to smuggle in small satellite dishes that could be used to illegally pick up Skylife, a South Korean satellite broadcaster with 200 channels, including BBC World News and Disney Junior whose signal already reaches North Korea.
Team Skylight was made up of Matthew Lee, a former Googler now working on a stealth startup in San Francisco, and Madison and Justice Suh, 17-year-old home-schooled Korean–American siblings who had traveled all the way from Virginia to participate in the event after learning about it from a Facebook hackers club.
Lee acknowledged that Skylight’s ideas relied on smuggling, itself a risky and difficult operation.
“But the idea is that these technologies, particularly satellite, are going to keep getting smaller and smaller,” he said.
All the winners will receive tickets to Seoul to continue work on their ideas in collaboration with the North Korean dissident community.
Park Sang-hak, aka “Enemy Zero” (Jamie Hancock)
Hack North Korea was the brainchild of Silicon Valley venture capitalist Alex Lloyd, a longtime supporter of the Human Rights Foundation. Lloyd became fired up about the issue of North Korea a few years ago after seeing defector Lee Hyeon-seo’s TED talk about her harrowing escape from the country. Lloyd said he thinks many Americans tend to be disengaged from the issue of North Korean human rights abuses, partially because they fear the volatility of its leader (“There’s a certain craziness factor there,” says Lloyd), or because they feel powerless.
“Until it’s humanized, the way it was for me at that TED talk, there’s this fear,” says Lloyd. “If nothing else, the hackathon gets people here thinking and talking about what’s happening in this hermit kingdom.”
For now, that may be the most effective hack of all.
]]>Bob Eschino’s Denver-based company, Medically Correct, makes a line of tasty looking white- and dark-chocolate bars called Incredibles that come in flavors like cookie crumble and toffee. Each Hershey’s-size bar contains 100 milligrams of hash oil, which, if you ate the entire thing, would be equal to smoking about 10 joints. This is the last thing Eschino would recommend.
“The ultimate goal for recreational cannabis is to have a good time,” says Eschino. “We don’t want to see people over-consuming and not having a good time.”
Eating the whole thing would be equal to smoking 10 joints
Lately, the state’s edibles makers have not been having a good time. Since pot went legal in Colorado last December, two deaths have been linked to an over-consumption of marijuana confections, and a raft of bad press has shone a spotlight on the surprisingly powerful punch such treats pack for the novice user.
The issue isn’t that the pot goodies themselves can kill, but rather, as the recent, infamous New York Times op-ed by Maureen Dowd illustrates, they can make you scarily high: “I lay curled up in a hallucinatory state for the next eight hours.” These types of stories, coupled with reports of children accidentally eating pot treats and being rushed to Colorado emergency rooms, have sounded alarm bells in the industry. Regulators in Colorado and Washington are requiring new, stricter packaging requirements for edibles. And producers like Eschino are proactively banding together to start public education campaigns to get people to consume more responsibly.
Bob Eschino of Medically Correct (Bob Eschino)
As more states tilt toward legalization, these efforts are crucial to the survival of the marijuana-edibles industry. If they succeed, these treats will be perceived like a bottle of fine scotch that gets locked away in the liquor cabinet and sipped — not guzzled — by responsible adults. If they fail, THC-infused treats run the risk of joining the original Cocaine-infused Coca-Cola as a surreal artifact of American history.
It could even jeopardize marijuana legislation in other states. Alex Kreit, a San Diego-based lawyer who studies drug policy, says he thinks some in the industry may be underestimating the potential for the edibles controversy to turn into a backlash against legalization.
“The reality is people are not going to have a lot of confidence … if they hear all these horror stories that you eat one gummy bear and you go crazy,” says Kreit.
Pot, pot everywhere, and not a place to smoke
Although numbers are hard to nail down, some estimate the edibles market in Colorado is as big as 20 percent. (Washington has not yet begun to sell edibles.) Historically, cannabis-infused candies and cookies have been viewed by medical marijuana patients as a healthier alternative to smoking, with longer lasting effects that some believe is a more effective treatment for chronic pain. But the reasons for their popularity in Colorado’s recreational cannabis market may be very different.
Ean Seeb, a Denver-based cannabis industry consultant and retailer, notes that the state’s Clean Air Act makes smoking in public places and in hotels virtually impossible, and many people, particularly tourists and newbies, don’t own vaporizers. Eating pot, on the other hand, is a discreet, easy, and seemingly less-intimidating option that doesn’t require smoking equipment and can be done anywhere.
But while edibles may be more attractive to first timers for these reasons, they’re deceptively dangerous. This became clear last April, when a visiting Wyoming college student consumed six times the recommended dose of pot cookies and jumped to his death from the balcony of a Denver Holiday Inn. That same month, a Denver man fatally shot his wife while she was on the phone with 911 reporting that he was hallucinating after mixing pain killers and pot candy.
Colorado regulators responded by requiring all edibles to be tested for potency by state-certified labs, and also capped the THC content per package at 100 milligrams, or 10 servings. But then came the Maureen Dowd story, which went viral last month, and the drumbeat for further regulation. One of the refrains heard among proponents of stricter regulation is that it’s not realistic to expect Americans to limit their portion size of yummy treats, even if said treat is ultra-dosed.
“People typically sit down and eat cookies, not a cookie, and that type of eating habit is somewhat ingrained in us,” says Leslie Bocskor, a Nevada-based cannabis business consultant.
Currently, Colorado’s Department of Revenue is finalizing new rules that will most likely require edible makers to score products into individual-sized 10-milligram serving pieces, similar to a Hershey’s bar, and stamp the words “10 mg” directly onto each piece. For products such as cookies, where it would be virtually impossible to do this, the edibles will have to be sold in individual 10-milligram serving-sized packages, with incentives given to producers who decide to sell only one serving at a time.
The rules are expected to be finalized and go into effect sometime in August, with producers given a three- to six-month grace period to bring their packaging into compliance. Washington State delayed its edible sales in response to the controversies in Colorado, and has adopted emergency rules similar to what Colorado is proposing. But it went even further, banning the sale of candy that might appeal to children, while still allowing baked goods like cookies and brownies.
Although some producers in Colorado are complaining about the expense that the new packaging rules will incur, others are supportive. THC-infused beverage company Dixie Elixirs, recently proactively launched a single-serving-sized watermelon flavored soda called “Dixie One.” (Its other sodas contain between four and eight servings in a bottle the equivalent size of half a Snapple drink.) Julie Dooley, owner of granola-maker Julie & Kate, says she sees the value of parceling out her product into smaller serving sizes within a box.
“Someone who has never had cannabis before, or consumed it, would have to open up five separate packets and think about: ‘Should I eat more?'” says Dooley. “I think that helps people with the message of ‘Start low, go slow.'”
“Start low, go slow”
“Eschino, along with other Colorado edible makers, will adjust his company’s packaging to adhere to the new rules. But he says he believes that education, not packaging, is more key to curbing the problem of naïve overindulgence. The Cannabis Business Alliance, an advocacy group of which he’s a member, is putting the finishing touches on a brightly illustrated poster that spells out things like recommended serving sizes (they suggest 1 to 5 milligrams for a new consumer), the fact that you must wait for it to kick in, and the idea that you should lock your treat away from children, all illustrated with ramen package-style icons. The hope is that marijuana retailers will prominently display the poster near the point of sale. Similarly, the new Denver-based Council on Responsible Cannabis Regulation is launching a postering and education campaign around the slogan “First Time 5,” which refers to the idea of eating only 5 milligrams of THC your first time. The organization is also encouraging “budtenders,” the salespeople in cannabis stores, to caution buyers.
“There is certainly a case for making smaller milligram contents available for those who want it, but when you buy a bottle of vodka do you drink the whole thing? No!” says Ean Seeb, who helped put together the “First Time 5” campaign. “It might behoove you to educate yourself.”
Eschino agrees that edibles are something that people are going to need to learn how to consume, just like they had to learn how much liquor they could handle when they first started drinking. He also hopes that once the novelty diminishes, so too will the bad press.
“People black out and throw up on alcohol every day and it’s not a story,” says Eschino “You don’t go calling the newspaper saying, ‘Jack Daniels got me way too drunk!'”
]]>Dr. Carlos Wesley cues up some Carole King on his laptop and positions a head squarely in front of him. It’s been thawing for 24 hours, ever since arriving by UPS from a cadaver lab in Arizona that sells bodies donated to science. It’s now tender and looks frostbitten, with hair buzzed to a gray stubble.
“This was a 59-year-old woman,” says Dr. Wesley, looking down at the head. “I don’t know what the cause of death was, it should say somewhere on the box.” That box is only big enough to fit a head and packing materials: unlike most scientists and surgeons, Wesley isn’t interested in a cadaver’s internal organs or ligaments and bones. He’s only interested in the scalp.
It’s two in the afternoon, and a cloudless sky is beaming down over the Rocky Mountains south of Salt Lake City, Utah. Inside the sparse laboratory, the doctor’s blue scrubs are the only color amid the dull gleam of stainless steel tables. The air is odorless and artificially chilled. A Kevlar poster that reads “CoorsTek” — the name of the medical-device company whose lab we’re using for the day — has been hastily affixed to the wall prior to my arrival, for branding purposes.
As footloose folk-pop melodies fill the room, Wesley extends two fingers towards a small incision in the cadaver’s head and gently lifts a flap of skin. With his other hand, he picks up the piloscope, the invention he’s here to test: the device looks like a piece of AV equipment, a cross between a mic stand and a camera, with an Xbox-style controller of metal knobs and gears. He inserts its rodlike arm several inches into the cadaver’s scalp through the incision, and taps his foot on an attached floor pedal, like a sewing machine. A motor, located on the table beside him, makes a whirring sound.
After 10 minutes of intermittent whirring, Wesley lays down the device and unscrews the top of a closed Petri dish connected to the machine with a rubber tube. Pink, larval-looking hair follicles, sucked from inside the cadaver’s scalp, bob in saline solution. Wesley examines the specimens closely and looks up, triumphant. “These,” he exhorts, “are the shape we want!”
A highly regarded hair-restoration surgeon based in Manhattan, Wesley travels several times a year to Utah to spend a few days in the CoorsTek lab. There, he tests and tinkers with his piloscope, a device that’s consumed much of his attention (and financial resources) over the past five years. It’s the first-ever tool that can remove hair follicles from underneath a human scalp (pilo is Latin for hair). Wesley hopes that his creation catalyzes a new era of hair-transplant surgery, one devoid of the scarring that characterizes existing procedures.
That might seem like an incremental, unremarkable improvement, but it isn’t. Any step towards regaining a fuller head of hair without the evidence of scars, to the patients Wesley sees, is a monumental one. His calendar is filled with men coming to his office right after a breakup, their eyes bloodshot from sleepless nights scrolling through online forums like Hair Loss Help and Bald Truth Talk. They’ve become convinced that the way to restore a bruised ego and a broken heart (and maybe get a few dates) is by replacing lost hair.
“There’s no such thing as a hair emergency, but often times they make it seem like there is,” says Wesley, 39, whose 6-foot frame, playful smile, and (yes) healthy crop of brown hair make him look less like a doctor than an actor playing one on TV. “Oftentimes,” he says of his patients, “it’s clear a psychiatrist would be more effective.”
“There’s no such thing as a hair emergency.”
Wesley’s been doing hair transplants since graduating from Yale’s medical school nine years ago. After volunteering in Latin America as an undergraduate at Princeton, he’d originally wanted a job in the ER treating immigrant populations. But while working on his med-school thesis, Wesley came across research on hair follicle stem cells by a renowned New York hair surgeon named Dr. Walter Unger. After the two became friendly, Unger invited him to observe a few hair transplants. That turned into an apprenticeship, and Wesley found that he enjoyed the field’s relaxed pace and close relationships — doctors often spend all day with a single patient, and work with them over months and even years. He opened his own practice in 2007.
The Park Avenue office where Wesley sees patients is small and utilitarian. His diplomas hang on one wall, and a framed picture of Wesley dipping his wife, Anna, at their recent Malibu wedding sits on the bookshelf behind his desk. It’s here that Wesley spends hours doing consultations, trying to convey the benefits and limitations of existing hair-restoration options. Have patients tried Toppik, colored fibers you sprinkle over your bald spot? Or Propecia, a pill that stops balding in up to 88 percent of men? Maybe Rogaine, a topical foam applied twice a day to slow hair loss? Hair transplants, he tells them, can offer robust results in some patients — but can sometimes be accompanied by significant downsides. “You have to get them to see, is the benefit better than the risk?” Wesley says.
By 35, seven out of ten men will be losing significant amounts of hair (40 percent of women experience thinning too, but fewer go bald enough to consider surgery). Despite those statistics, hair transplants remain relatively unpopular: no one tracks the procedures exhaustively, but surveys suggest they trail behind nose jobs, breast implants, and liposuction, three of the most popular cosmetic surgeries.
In part, that’s because hair transplants never recovered in reputation after decades of so-so results. During the 1970s and 1980s, doctors grafted “plugs” of hair follicles from the back of the head to bald areas. The result often resembled doll hair: round clumps with spaces of scalp in between. By the 1990s, doctors were able to transplant individual hair follicles, achieving a more natural look. But to pull that off, they had to take a long strip of scalp from the back of the head to provide “donor” follicles, leaving patients with a swooping scar from ear to ear.
Doctors today still rely on that method, but some also use a technique called Follicular Unit Extraction (FUE). FUE involves removing follicles, one by one, using a tiny punch, and then transplanting them. The procedure doesn’t create one big scar, but it does create tiny, permanent white scars that can widen, and look noticeable enough that some men fill them in with tattoos. The small punches used for FUE can also strip follicles of protective tissue, meaning some portion of the transplant might fail entirely.
Those shortcomings leave a hole that hair transplant specialists are eager to fill, and they’ve got no shortage of ideas. At last year’s annual conference of the International Society of Hair Restoration Surgery (ISHRS), surgeons buzzed about a new robotic FUE machine called ARTAS and debated the merits of transplanting beard hair onto human heads. Another surgeon, Peter Panagotacos, told me that he’d successfully grafted pubic hair onto a patient’s scalp. And various doctors, including Wesley, are experimenting with a regenerative powder derived from pig bladder.
All of these developments are tracked eagerly on online hair-loss forums, where hundreds of people share news, recount details of their own hair-hacking regimens, and chronicle the shame and anxiety that can accompany both baldness and its existing surgical solutions. “Should have been slick bald by 26…if not for thinking outside the box and experimenting,” writes “Stevo” on Hair Loss Help, listing some 30 tactics and treatments he currently undergoes (among them is “Indian needling,” a process whereby one rolls a needle-embedded brush over the scalp). “I had a bigger scar than I expected,” admitted another user, “Varonil.” He adds that he considered shaving his head, but didn’t want to expose that he’d undergone surgery for baldness, “like it was something so horrible that it merited disfiguring surgery.”
Wesley’s decision to enter his profession’s world of maverick experimentation, his “aha moment,” he says, came in 2009. On his way home one evening, he was distracted by a subway ad with a picture of three bald heads. It was a shame, Wesley mused, that men who undergo hair surgery can’t shave their heads because of the scars. He wondered: Why does there have to be scarring at all? Was it possible to go beneath the surface of the skin to take out the follicles, eliminating the side effect that so many men were ashamed of? His mother, an immigrant from Mexico who’d grown up in a rough LA neighborhood before becoming a successful veterinarian, had always encouraged Wesley to take big risks. So when Wesley imagined what he might be able to do for his patients — restore their hair, and do it without the downsides — he became fixated on creating a device to accomplish just that.
Various doctors are experimenting with a regenerative powder derived from pig bladder
With Dr. Unger’s encouragement, Wesley got a job working nights at his friend’s wine shop, swapped frequent restaurant meals for a diet of homemade spaghetti, and put every extra penny towards bootstrapping the piloscope. He rented hysteroscopes, devices typically used to inspect uteri, because they were the “most affordable” existing tool with some similarities to his initial concept. From there, Wesley prodded around on cadavers (a practice that’s actually routine when testing new medical devices) and determined that you could insert a device into a layer of tissue below hair follicles but above nerves and blood vessels. When he scraped together enough money, he hired freelance engineers to help craft early prototypes. Two years and $200,000 later, he’d fashioned a crude device and was eager to try it on live scalps. By luring them with the promise of free FUE grafts, Wesley recruited five of his former patients and his brother-in-law to serve as guinea pigs in an experimental piloscopy session. That study showed that follicles extracted with Wesley’s device grew 45 percent better than those transplanted using FUE. From there, Wesley secured $2 million in seed funding and partnered with CoorsTek to refine the device.
At the ISHRS conference in October, Wesley introduced the piloscope to fellow hair surgeons. Within days, online hair-loss forums lit up with people seeking more information. “I heard from credible sources that Dr. Wesley’s technique is ‘amazing’ BUT there are still some barriers,” wrote a user named “didi.” “I think if this was something really interesting, we would have heard something by now,” replied “Arashi.” “Be patient guys,” advised “Javert.” “Maybe something will leak soon!”
Shortly after his presentation, Wesley was a guest on a popular podcast, The Bald Truth, where host Spencer Kobren mused that piloscopy — what Wesley calls the technique — may become the “new gold standard” in hair-transplant surgery. Over 1,000 people subsequently contacted Wesley to volunteer for his next clinical trial, which starts this month. Wesley plans to share the piloscope with a few of the industry’s top surgeons by 2015, make adjustments based on their observations, then release it more widely. He hopes the piloscope will be freely available to hair doctors by early 2016.
Despite the buzz, some doctors in the field still aren’t convinced that Wesley’s device will succeed. “Those of us who’ve been in scalps for a long time have lots of questions,” says Dr. Carlos Puig, a Houston, Texas-based hair surgeon and former president of the ISHRS. He worries about surgical complications like hematoma (bruising) or other swelling that could lead to infection. And Dr. Jim Harris, a prominent hair transplant doctor near Denver, Colorado, is skeptical that surgeons will be able to access enough scalp from a single small incision, “which means more than one incision will be required,” he said in an email. “This runs contrary to what the piloscope is all about.”
But it’s actually Wesley’s mentor, Dr. Unger, who points out the piloscope’s biggest drawback: it still isn’t a perfect solution for patients who need a lot of hair transplanted. Much like FUE, piloscopy can only remove a limited number of follicles before it starts to create noticeable gaps in existing hair. “Dr. Wesley’s device,” he says, “will at least eliminate the production of scars.”
For many men, that might be enough. “I absolutely would have considered it,” says one of Dr. Wesley’s patients, a man who requested anonymity in part because he didn’t want to draw attention to his thick, red scalp scar from an earlier procedure from a former doctor. “That peace of mind is irreplaceable.”
“Clearly, this matters to a lot of people.”
Back in the lab, Wesley grabs a fresh head to give me a side-by-side comparison of piloscopy and the standard FUE technique. He inserts the piloscope’s arm through an incision in the scalp, and carefully clicks and maneuvers for 15 minutes before switching to the other side of the scalp to core out follicles using a FUE punch.
Watching him concentrate, I wonder whether Wesley’s work in this little corner of science is worth it. After all, he estimates that piloscopy may cost a patient upwards of $20,000 out of pocket, and it isn’t exactly a life-saving procedure. Over dinner the night before, Wesley admitted he once pondered that question too — or at least worried that others were. When he first started in the field, his hands would shake and his face would turn red whenever people asked what he did. “When you go to these fancy schools,” he said, “people expect you to go down a more traditional path.” But over several years and hundreds of cases, Wesley found value in helping patients “just get on with their lives,” even if he wasn’t saving them. “Clearly,” he told me, “this matters to a lot of people.”
After more drilling on the cadaver’s scalp, Wesley shows off the results for comparison. The side on which he’s performed FUE looks like the surface of a Parmesan cheese grater. Even though circulation had long since stopped, blood has risen to the surface of the holes — glistening pinpricks that would, in a living body, gradually harden into scars. The side where the hair follicles have been removed by the piloscope looks entirely untouched — exactly as Wesley had intended. “And that,” he says, pulling off his goggles with a smile, “was my equivalent of a fireworks show!”
Photography by Cole Wilson.
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]]>Cameron Carpenter doesn’t believe in God, but he does believe in the power of the pipe organ to move audiences. A Julliard-trained, Grammy-nominated organist, Carpenter wants to free the pipe organ from its long association with churches. And he’s designed a revolutionary new version of the ancient instrument as part of an effort to do just that: called the International Touring Organ (ITO), it’s portable, digital, and allows Carpenter to take his music to the streets. He’s already created a stir in the insular, sometimes bitchy world of pro-organists, but audiences love it: even The New York Times’ classical-music critic recently called the organ “quite terrific.” All signs suggest that Carpenter’s unlikely quest to turn one of the world’s most niche instruments into a mainstream sensation might actually work.
Carpenter is a controversial figure in the classical music world. He dresses like a rock star in tank tops that show off his gym-rat muscles and wears Cuban heeled shoes he bedazzles himself with Swarovski crystals. He has an androgynous alter-ego named Shane Turquoise, who materialized in college when he was “heavily into voguing.” He’ll play a Wagner overture on the same bill as a Japanese film score, and takes liberties with pieces by canonized composers like Bach for dramatic effect, enraging purists. Not that he agrees with the characterization of himself as “an eccentric,” as he says a German interviewer recently referred to him.
“What’s eccentric about enjoying fashion, dance, and design aesthetics?” Carpenter says, on a phone interview from Vienna, where the ITO made its European debut the night before. “A person who spends most of his free time in the balcony of a church playing an instrument that is essentially separated from the culture of his time, that’s not eccentric? I think that’s nihilistic!”
The pipe organ as we know it developed during the Middle Ages. Until the Industrial Revolution, it was considered the most mechanically complex invention besides the clock. That’s largely because organs have so many moving parts. The keys activate the pipes, which make the notes. There are multiple keyboards, called “manuals” — plus an additional keyboard you play with your feet. A different set of pedals control volume, and controls known as “stops” allow the player to change the harmonic texture, or timbre, of the notes. The expression to “pull out all the stops” came from the organ, because when all the stops are pulled out, it creates a powerful sound. And the notes on the organ, unlike on the piano or harpsichord, don’t die away after they’re hit, but keep ringing until the player takes his or her hand away.
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Carpenter, who was homeschooled in rural Pennsylvania by his parents, whom he describes as “ex-hippies,” decided to play the organ not after hearing it, but after seeing it — in a picture of a man mid-keystroke in a volume of his Childcraft Encyclopedia set. He was attracted to the grandiosity of the instrument’s enormous, gilded physicality, as well as the player’s elegant tuxedo. “I was raised on movies — Fellini, Gone with the Wind,” he says. “My mother created this high yearning in me for glamour and drama that was in short supply in the backwoods of Pennsylvania.” He found his vehicle in the traditional pipe organ, and in 2009 became the first organist to ever be nominated for a Grammy Award for his solo album, Revolutionary.
But Carpenter felt hamstrung by his chosen instrument’s immobility. Outside of some concert halls, pipe organs are generally built into the architecture of churches. After playing the pipe organ professionally for a decade, he commissioned his own portable digital version from Needham, MA-based organ builders Marshall & Ogletree LLC. Although company principal David Ogletree wouldn’t say how much the organ cost, he said that other organs his company makes start at around $300,000 and run upwards of a million dollars. “Cameron is a huge proponent of the idea that any great artist should have their own instrument that they play on and bring them with,” Ogletree says.
Portable, by a pipe organist’s definition, is different than your average person’s. The ITO fills up a 90-foot stage from end to end, as compared to a pipe organ, which would be 10 times that size. Its console, which consists of five keyboards and a pedal board, is 64 square feet, weighs 2,000 pounds, and can be broken down into five pieces. It contains a primary CPU connected by a network cable to industrial-level servers, which feed their signals to six eight-channel power amplifiers, which then drive 10 speaker carts and eight subwoofer cabinets. Each of the speakers are 6 feet tall, and half of the subwoofer cabinets are larger than a refrigerator.
Many of the sounds produced by the organ are recorded samples of Carpenter’s favorite organs from around the world, and can be selected using the instrument’s hundreds of stop tablets. The organ also contains samples of non-pipe organs, such as the Hammond organ (the instrument played by Ray Manzarek of The Doors and jazz great Jimmy Smith). The Hammond produces its distinctive sound by synthesizing complex wave forms out of individual sine-wave harmonics, varied in intensity via “drawbars” on the console. The ITO, in contrast, uses proprietary sampling technology to convert complex wave forms into bits of data, which are then stored digitally in the instrument’s tone generator servers for instant recall.
“The organ has a violence and sensuality … like no other instrument.”
In many ways, Carpenter is following in the footsteps of an earlier organ maverick, Virgil Fox. In the 1970s, Fox, dubbed the “Liberace of the organ,” took a less evolved electronic organ on the road with ambitions to create a more mainstream audience for the instrument. But Carpenter has prickled at comparisons to Fox. He was quoted in the Washington, DC, LBGT newspaper, Metroweekly, as saying: “His audiences probably were as racially diverse as a loaf of white bread.”
Carpenter clearly wants to be recognized as a groundbreaking artist, but his approach has rubbed traditionalists the wrong way. Organ player and Cornell music professor David Yearsley has made a sport of poking fun at Carpenter’s bombastic persona, writing in the online magazine Counterpunch: “With an unsettling mix of messianic fervor and chilling monomania, Carpenter describes the historical inevitability of his vision: ‘There was never a decision to make a touring organ. There didn’t have to be a decision. It was a conclusion.'”
David di Fiore, a prominent American organist who teaches at the Catholic University in Ruzomberok, Slovakia, told The Verge in an email that “I do not take kindly to individuals who trash some of the very greatest instruments of the world in favor of, shall we say, inferior products.”
But there are plenty of people in the performing arts world who are fans of Carpenter’s approach. “He’s so enthusiastic and he’s a master organist,” says Randall Kline, founder and executive artistic director of SFJAZZ of San Francisco, which hosted Carpenter in January (he played on the pipe organ at Grace Cathedral). “I applaud him for pushing the envelope and pushing boundaries.”
Most people will not notice a difference in sound quality between an actual pipe organ and the ITO, said Nick Sheer, the editor in chief of the online classical music magazine, Alto Riot, in an email to The Verge. But what they may notice is that the organ is worth paying attention to. “Nothing screams ‘fun’ about an organ, even for classical music, which is a shame because it’s really the only instrument that can fill a space with a BIG presence that nothing else can match,” Sheer wrote. “Hearing an organ in this manner is going to open a lot of doors for people to be intrigued by its sound.”
“The reason I play is a search for ecstasy.”
Having a portable organ, from the performer’s perspective, is an incredible boon. No two pipe organs are alike, and even digital organs, like the ones made by Marshall & Ogletree, are unique one-offs. This means hours and hours of tweaking and and adjustments are required before each performance, and the organist can’t play the same piece of music the same way on one organ as he does on another. It’s not unlike a pro chef cooking in a different person’s kitchen every night.
Carpenter hopes to see other organists commission their own ITOs and take them on the road. If they do, such instruments might one day even bear his name: according to music blog Lucid Culture, the ITO is akin in transformative potential to the Les Paul guitar, and one day it might simply be referred to using the name of its creator — “the Cameron Carpenter.”
Photography by Michael Hart and courtesy Cameron Carpenter. Video courtesy Sony Music Entertainment.
They won’t have neon signs, drive-thru windows, or 24-hour wedding chapels attached to them. But Las Vegas marijuana dispensaries will be massively profitable tourist attractions that could deepen the entire nation’s relationship with weed. At least that’s the hope of the 109 applicants who entered the heated competition for Vegas’ first medical marijuana dispensary and grow-room licenses in time for Tuesday’s deadline.
Nevada voters legalized medical marijuana way back in 2000, but the state only recently enacted regulations to allow people to open pot businesses legally. Unincorporated Clark County — not to be confused with Clark County, which contains the city of Las Vegas proper — includes the flashy 4.2-mile gambling corridor known as the Las Vegas Strip. It’s home to mega-casinos like the Bellagio and Caesars Palace and became the first jurisdiction to draft its licensing requirements. Those requirements look a lot like the ones that control its lucrative gambling industry: they favor high rollers and are geared towards reaping massive profits.
Throw legal marijuana into the mix, and you’ve got a potential stateside Amsterdam
Although only medical marijuana is legal in Nevada now, a petition has been filed to legalize weed for recreational use, and it’s expected to pass by 2016. As it is, Vegas is known as a place where out-of-towners can come and get crazy for a weekend, because “whatever happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.” Throw legal marijuana into the mix, and you’ve got a potential stateside Amsterdam.
As a result, Vegas has turned into a serious land grab for would-be marijuana entrepreneurs.
“Anybody who ever had any ambition to do something in the cannabis industry, whether they’re from CO, CA, they’re all looking at Las Vegas,” says Leslie Bocskor, founding chairman of the Nevada Cannabis Industry Association, and a consultant and investment advisor to the cannabis industry at large.
Those wanting to get involved in Nevada’s weed industry will have to take part in a bifurcated process: first apply for a permit with the county, then apply for the state’s approval. The state has not opened up its application process yet.
And unlike most states in the country with legal medical marijuana, Nevada’s cannabis market will be for profit. That is, dispensaries won’t have to operate as collectives or cooperatives the way they do in California, for example. Nevada will also allow what’s known as “full reciprocity”: people with medical marijuana cards from other states will be able buy cannabis in Nevada without having to get a new prescription or card. They’ll simply sign an affidavit when they enter their first dispensary. (And they’ll have to stick to that dispensary, exclusively, for one month before trying another one.)
“People who aren’t comfortable getting on an airplane with their medicine … can get [it] when they arrive in Nevada.”
Nevada officials are hoping this will make the state even more friendly to tourists, and those in the cannabis industry agree.
“People who aren’t comfortable getting on airplanes with their medicine now know they can get their medicine when they arrive in Nevada,” says Kris Krane, a Phoenix, AZ-based consultant for the marijuana industry who also runs an incubator for startup cannabis companies.
Colorado and Washington have fully legalized weed for recreational as well as medicinal use, so in theory it would seem like those states would be bigger markets for cannabis. But those with knowledge of the marijuana industry believe that Nevada, and Vegas in particular, represents an even greater opportunity. According to a recent survey by Love Home Swap, a home and rental trading site, the Las Vegas Strip attracted 39 million tourists last year, making it the most visited tourist attraction in the world over both the Eiffel Tower and Times Square. If even as small as 1 percent of tourists have — or obtain when they arrive — a medical marijuana card and buy weed in Vegas, the numbers will be huge.
“We’re looking at anywhere from a $600 million to $1.5 billion yearly market in Vegas,” says Derek Peterson, CEO of the Irvine, CA- based hydroponics company, Terra Tech, who applied for licenses.
Derek Peterson, CEO of Terra Tech (Terra Tech)
The competition is fierce: there are only 10 dispensary licenses being allocated for unincorporated Clark County, with a similarly limited number for growing operations, processing outfits (where marijuana could be turned into edibles), and testing labs. And the application requirements are enough to scare away all but the richest and best-connected players: prospective cannabis business owners have to prove they have $250,000 in liquid assets, on top of $35,000 in application and registration fees. They also have to submit to extensive background checks, not unlike those required for “unlimited gaming licenses” that are required to operate casinos in the state.
Anybody wishing to legally sell weed near The Strip better be squeaky clean and majorly bankrolled
“There’s a saying in Nevada that it’s harder to get an unlimited gaming license than it is to become a Secret Service agent guarding the president,” says Bocskor. Likewise, anybody wishing to legally sell weed near the Strip better be squeaky clean and majorly bankrolled. The similarities between the county’s gambling regulations and its weed-market regulations are by design.
“We have had a great experience with licensing gaming institutions, and we’ve brought that concept to bear here,” says Richard “Tick” Segerblom, state senator for Nevada’s District 3, which encompasses the Strip.
But don’t expect to see the Steve Wynns of the world — big-league casino operators — opening up pot clubs. Segerblom says the Nevada Gaming Commission and State Gaming Control Board have made it clear they would not look kindly on that, given that pot is still federally illegal. “They’re very protective of our [gambling] industry, and they don’t want to do anything that will run afoul of the feds,” Segerblom says.
Applicants will also be graded on how much income tax they’ve paid to the state of Nevada, making it necessary for out-of-state players to partner up with well-heeled local businesspeople to get an edge.
Derek Peterson is an example of somebody who wasn’t scared away by the rules. A recognizable name in the nation’s burgeoning marijuana industry, the former Morgan Stanley investment banker operates a cooperative cannabis dispensary in Oakland, CA, called Blum, and is also the CEO of Terra Tech, which is a public company selling hydroponic grow equipment.
Peterson set up a separate LLC solely for the purpose of applying for licenses in unincorporated Clark County, hoping to run two dispensaries and two grow operations. He hired a lobbyist and an established Las Vegas law firm with experience applying for gaming licenses to put together his 500-page application. His business plan includes a shuttle service to transport people from casinos to his dispensaries.
Peterson will find out if he got the licenses he applied for in June, but then must also apply for a permit at the state level.
“Will they do what strip clubs do, where they pay taxi drivers to bring their guys there?”
In general, so-called Sin City is acting conservatively with its first steps into marijuana capitalism. No big flashy signs are permitted, no dispensaries are allowed on the Strip itself (though near the Strip is fine), and businesses can only operate during daylight hours. “Nevada isn’t what people think on the outside — we have a tolerance for many things, but we move sort of slowly into those things,” says Joe Brezny, executive director of the Nevada Cannabis Industry Association.
“How will these places advertise? Will they do what strip clubs do, where they pay taxi drivers to bring their guys there? Or are you going to give the hotel concierge an incentive to recommend your club?” says Lisa Mayo-DeRiso of Mayo & Associates, a Las Vegas consulting firm working with several cannabis business applicants. “It’s still an unanswered question.”
Steve D’Angelo, executive director of Harborside Health Centers (Steve D’Angelo)
Steve D’Angelo, a longtime marijuana activist and executive director of the Harborside Health Center medical marijuana dispensaries in Oakland and San Jose, CA, says he believes the cannabis industry in Vegas should take pains to differentiate itself from the casinos, or risk a culture clash.
In a white paper he wrote, entitled: “Opportunity or Peril: The Economic Potential of Cannabis Tourism in Las Vegas,” D’Angelo advocated for self-contained cannabis-themed resorts, complete with cannabis film festivals and museums, hotel rooms with hemp sheets and in-room vaporizers, and cafes serving salads with organic hemp-seed dressing. The alternative, he writes, is a scenario where patients “ingest” cannabis in their hotel rooms, casino bathrooms, public walkways, shows, and nightclubs. “Wafting smoke and seeping aromas will confront and disturb families and children along with much of the existing adult clientele,” he writes ominously.
In other words, casinos and cannabis, at least in D’Angelo’s opinion, don’t mix.
That said, D’Angelo is also throwing his hat in the ring in Nevada — just not in unincorporated Clark County. He says he objects to the county’s stipulation that all its weed must be grown indoors, rather than in more environmentally friendly greenhouses.
D’Angelo was cagey about exactly where he’d be applying for a cannabis business license, but says he was excited about the potential of downtown Las Vegas, which Zappos CEO Tony Hsieh has been trying to reengineer into a playground for artists and tech startups. (Downtown Las Vegas is in a different jurisdiction from the Strip. It belongs to the city of Las Vegas, as opposed to the Strip, the Airport, and the University of Nevada, Las Vegas, which belong to unincorporated Clark County.) The city of Las Vegas is expected to begin its licensing process soon.
Meanwhile, the rest of the country continues to find Vegas’ vision compelling enough based on past history. The place is less a city than a state of mind — one where you’re free to live out your fantasies, including the naughty ones. “People who love cannabis will come to Las Vegas,” says D’Angelo. “We need to create an all-encompassing, immersive cannabis experience, not just be vending little bags of pot.”
]]>In the Vietnam War, Bob Walker had been a helicopter mechanic, and he’d watched as his best friend was decapitated by an incoming helicopter’s propeller blade. Ever since then the 69-year-old Paradise, CA vet has struggled with post-traumatic stress disorder — a psychological condition that afflicts 7–8 percent of the population. It hits people who have been exposed to highly stressful situations in which their “fight or flight” response has been activated. Rape survivors. War veterans. Policemen.
People with PTSD can be highly irritable and suffer from insomnia, nightmares, and the inability to sustain deep relationships. Or, like Walker, they can walk through life feeling eternally numb. “Over the years, I tried everything from prescription drugs to biofeedback,” says Walker. “But nothing really worked. I knew something just wasn’t right.”
Bob Walker has suffered from PTSD for over 30 years. He’s not alone in this struggle, but he claims to have found a way out through MDMA therapy. A group of specialists across the country are using the drug to heal trauma victims in ways previously unimaginable. Watch The Verge’s exploration of this alternative treatment.
Then one day three years ago, Walker saw a segment on CNN about an experimental drug trial going on in South Carolina to treat people suffering from PTSD. In the study, patients took MDMA, more commonly known by its street name ecstasy, in the company of psychotherapists. The drug’s famous warm-and-fuzzy ability to enhance a person’s well-being and create a surplus of empathy allowed many of the participants to revisit painful memories without their usual fear. In neurochemical terms, MDMA decreases the fear response in the amygdala. It also stimulates the release of the feel-good neurotransmitter serotonin, as well as oxytocin and prolactin, which cause feelings of love and bonding. After taking the drug, many patients could look at their lives in a new way, reprocess trauma, and rewire their own brains.
He finally tracked down ecstasy through a friend of a friend’s son
“I got it, right away,” says Walker, about watching the segment detailing the experiments. He figured, living right next to a college town, he could ostensibly score drugs easily. Why not try it himself?
“Finding MDMA was harder than I expected,” he said. Asking around and attending a psychedelics event got him connected to some people doing sweat lodge and peyote ceremonies, but no ecstasy. But he finally tracked down ecstasy through a friend of a friend’s son and contacted a former therapist, who agreed to work with him while he was high. Jennifer*, who asked that her real name not be used because she feared she could lose her license, was a self-described “conservative” single mom who was typically scared of drugs. But she felt a warmth for Walker and trusted him. “For some reason, it didn’t feel wrong,” she said. “He had really done his research.” The first time was a therapy session like no other. “He didn’t seem high, he just seemed ‘real,’” she said. “We were able to carry on an intimate conversation for the first time.”
“You lose your sense of connection,” says Walker, describing the feeling of having PTSD. But on MDMA, Walker felt deeply connected, not just to his therapist, but also to himself, something he’d long struggled with.
The drug trials that inspired Walker were the work of MAPS, a nonprofit research organization whose name stands for Multidisciplinary Association for Psychedelic Studies. It’s one of a small handful of organizations worldwide trying to establish scientific evidence that psychedelic drugs have therapeutic value.
In the study looking at how MDMA could treat PTSD, the drug was given in conjunction with talk therapy. Patients lay down in a therapist’s office and listened to soothing music with headphones, wearing eyeshades. They had the option of talking about what they were experiencing, and received counseling before and afterwards to integrate what happened to them while on the drug into their everyday lives. According to MAPS, 83 percent of the 19 people treated in a recent group had breakthroughs in this MDMA-assisted therapy and showed significant improvement in their PTSD symptoms.
“A lot of the demonization of drugs as evil in all walks of American life has really calmed down.”
“The MDMA allowed me to be my very, very, very best self, and I got to take care of my most broken self with my best self,” says Rachel Hope, a sexual-abuse survivor who participated in the study. MAPS’ results from this study were encouraging enough to the FDA that it was able to expand its efforts into what’s known in drug-trial parlance as “Phase 2 studies.” It’s now doing the same study with four new groups of patients in South Carolina, Colorado, Israel, and Vancouver.
In addition to the MDMA-to-treat-PTSD study, MAPS has also studied how LSD can help soothe anxiety in people with terminal illnesses, and in March received approval to study the effects of marijuana to alleviate PTSD. The latter study will be one of only two government-approved medical marijuana trials ever conducted.
Similarly to MAPS, the Santa Fe-based scientific research group the Heffter Research Institute has been collaborating with scientists at UCLA, Johns Hopkins, and NYU to study the therapeutic applications for psilocybin, the active ingredient in hallucinogenic mushrooms. In one study, published in 2011, it investigated how the drug might be used to make terminally ill cancer patients feel less anxious and depressed, and reported that of 11 patients given the drug, 30 percent reported an elevated mood that lasted long after the drug wore off. Now, Heffter scientists are looking at how psilocybin might help cure alcoholism and get people to quit smoking.
In many ways, this research isn’t new. Besides the thousands of years of indigenous peoples’ ritual use of mind-altering plants like ayahuasca and peyote, there was some modern scientific exploration of these kinds of substances, too. Before it was criminalized in 1968, LSD was being used by some doctors as an experimental method for treating alcoholism and anxiety. MDMA, prior to being outlawed in 1985, was used by hundreds of psychotherapists in the United States to treat a variety of phobias, addiction, trauma, and even relationship problems. In an interview with psychiatrist Julie Holland, author of the book Ecstasy: The Complete Guide, one of these therapists recalled: “When it came to, for instance, couples therapy, it was a remarkable catalyst.”
MAPS and the Heffter Research Institute were founded with the mission of reintroducing these types of investigations and documenting their results in peer-reviewed journals. MAPS opened in 1986 and Heffter in 1993, after LSD, MDMA, and psilocybin became illegal. But until the 2000s this type of research would have been virtually impossible. The National Institute on Drug Abuse and negative media coverage throughout the ’80s and most of the ’90s depicted drugs like ecstasy, pot, and acid as a scourge without any therapeutic value. (This was the era of the infamous PSA: “This is your brain on drugs!”) These drugs are all, in fact, categorized as “Schedule 1” by the Controlled Substances Act along with quaaludes and heroin, and are defined as having “high potential for abuse and dependence” and “no currently accepted medical use.” But personnel changes in the FDA and a softening of attitudes within the DEA and Institutional Review Boards, both of which greenlight drug trials, have opened up the field of psychedelic research like never before.
“We have an opportunity to reintegrate psychedelics to an honored place in our society.”
“A lot of the demonization of drugs as evil in all walks of American life has really calmed down,” says Jeffrey A. Fagan, professor of law at Columbia University. “And that’s a great thing. There’s no reason why we can’t think in careful and responsible steps about the therapeutic value of controlled substances.” As scientific evidence begins to mount, psychedelic researchers are looking towards a day when drugs like ecstasy, pot, LSD, and psilocybin will be categorized as “Schedule 2” drugs — that is, drugs that have risks associated with them, like Ritalin or Oxycontin, but can be prescribed by a doctor.
Rick Doblin, the founder of MAPS, says he envisions a future when hospice centers for the terminally ill sit next to psychedelic therapy centers, and licensed doctors can prescribe MDMA in clinics similar to the way methadone is handled. “Things are lining up in our culture and we have the opportunity to reintegrate psychedelics,” says Doblin. “They’ll have an honored place rather than a suppressed place.”
But it may be too early for Doblin and his colleagues to get too excited. By the FDA’s own reporting, only 5 percent of all investigational new drugs actually make it through the testing and approval process. If any of the drugs that MAPS and the Heffter Research Institute are studying ultimately get approved for therapeutic use, the organizations’ research will have to show positive results among hundreds of participants.
Conducting these larger “Phase 3” studies will cost millions of dollars. Unlike commercial pharmaceutical companies with deep pockets, MAPS and the Heffter Research Institute are privately funded, acting, essentially, as nonprofit pharmaceutical companies. The drugs they’re studying have patents that have expired, making them of little interest to Big Pharma. Anybody could ostensibly make generic versions of them, driving down price and potential earnings.
“The people who thought psychedelics were dangerous drugs are getting old and dying off.”
Raising millions more from the public to continue this research won’t be easy, particularly because at least in the case of the Heffter Institute, psychedelic research operated under the radar for years. Dr. David E. Nichols, president and co-founder of the Heffter Research Institute says that his organization tried to keep its work on the down-low because it was widely considered controversial. Take the research around psilocybin and people with terminal illnesses, for example: “There are a lot of taboos about how people die,” says Nichols. But when Nichols describes the effects the drug can have on people dying of cancer, he presents a moving case that would be hard for anybody to ignore.
“We had one woman say, ‘I realized how precious the people are around me — and I want to enjoy them while I still have time here,’” says Nichols, referring to a cancer patient who took psilocybin in his study and is now deceased. “She said that it changed her completely, and she was able to embrace the life she had left, and it should be there as an option for people to do if they want.”
Nichols believes that, culturally, we’re getting closer to that reality. Young people, he notes, are more accepting of things formerly viewed as social ills, like same-sex marriage and certain illegal drugs.
“The people who thought psychedelics were dangerous drugs are getting old and dying off,” says Nichols. It may be that when future generations approach that time of life, they’ll do so with an open mind, and regulations may follow.
Correction: An earlier version of this story stated that meth was a Schedule 1 drug, which is incorrect. It is classified as Schedule 2.
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RiverRock is a marijuana company in Denver, CO, that was founded in 2009 by an enterprising medical malpractice attorney some four years before recreational weed become legal in the state. Today, RiverRock operates two dispensaries, grows its own, and makes edibles, extracts, and concentrates. It used to cultivate all its cannabis indoors — a quantity John Kocer, RiverRock’s CEO, wouldn’t specify, but says comprises between 3 percent to 5 percent of the state’s $14 million monthly weed market.
A year and a half ago, the company shifted a large portion of its grow operations to a 27,000-square-foot greenhouse. In simple terms, a greenhouse is an outdoor, semipermanent structure with translucent ceilings and walls, through which light can filter. It’s the same kind of thing that conventional farmers use to grow flowers and vegetables. RiverRock’s is particularly state-of-the-art, with automated humidity and temperature controls and a special blackout system that can create pitch-dark conditions in the middle of a summer evening.
Pitch-dark conditions in the middle of a summer evening
The fact that RiverRock is using a greenhouse to grow pot may not seem that extraordinary, until you realize that until recently, most marijuana was grown indoors to stay hidden from view. But in a monumental shift in the cannabis industry, that’s about to change.
“This is the trend for the future,” Kocer says. “We’re the only industry on the planet that grows indoor under light. Tomatoes, flowers, you name it, people don’t grow indoors.”
And there’s good reason other industries don’t: it’s expensive to grow indoors, where powerful artificial lights — and massive air-conditioning systems used to counteract the heat from said lights — require massive amounts of energy. By harnessing the free power of the sun, growers can save as much as 90 percent on their electricity bills. RiverRock’s monthly electricity bill is $25,000 a month, only $2500 of which is used in its greenhouse, versus its residual indoor grow operations which run up the bulk of that bill.
Not surprisingly, RiverRock isn’t the only cannabis grower going “green.” In Colorado, industry consultants and greenhouse suppliers estimate there are 10 marijuana greenhouse operations of similar scale to RiverRock’s, with several even larger ones in development. RiverRock has plans to triple its greenhouse capacity in the coming months, which will double its weed production. (Although Washington state also recently legalized marijuana, Colorado has progressed much more quickly in setting up its legal cannabis marketplace.)
Until now, high-grade pot was almost exclusively grown indoors. “The reason why indoor cultivation became the cultivation technology of choice was because this was illegal for so long and indoor is easier to hide,” says Kris Krane, a consultant for the marijuana industry who also runs an incubator for startup cannabis companies.
Patient, “Wade”, inside RiverRock’s greenhouse (RiverRock).
Now, even though pot is still federally prohibited, Washington and Colorado have fully legalized it, and 20 other states (and DC) have approved it for medical use. If Colorado is an example, a regulated, legal pot marketplace will mean growers are less concerned about shielding their plants from view, and more motivated to explore cost saving opportunities.
Carefully monitored conditions of light, temperature, and ventilation
Whether indoors or in greenhouses, growing top-grade cannabis with high THC content requires carefully monitored conditions of light, temperature, and ventilation. Cannabis thrives in warm, moist conditions: RiverRock’s greenhouse is kept at 71 degrees, with 40 percent humidity, and is watered via a drip system from overhead plastic tubing. Although every factor in cannabis growth needs to be tightly controlled, humidity is arguably the biggest challenge, according to Zev Ilovitz, president of the Richmond, CA-based Envirotech Greenhouse Solutions, whose company has designed and installed many small greenhouse projects for cannabis growers, and is currently involved in some of the new, larger operations being developed in Colorado. “Cannabis is particularly susceptible to fungal disease,” he says. “You have to have a good venting system.”
When growing in the wild, Cannabis plants produce buds as the days become shorter. To get plants to bud, a grower must simulate 12-hour “nights,” by blacking out some of the daylight. This is relatively easily achieved in a warehouse, but to do it in a greenhouse, you need a retractable blackout curtain. Some blackout curtains are automated, and can be rolled over the greenhouse like a garage door, while others are manually hung.
Indoor growers’ greenhouse gas emissions are equivalent to that of 3 million cars.
Beyond saving money, marijuana greenhouses impose a smaller environmental footprint — an issue that’s become an increasing concern in the cannabis industry. One independent study published in 2011 by Evan Mills, a scientist at Lawrence Berkeley National Laboratory, looked at the yearly energy consumption of indoor pot-growing operations (based on federal estimates of total national marijuana production, from legal and black-market sources). He estimated that annual energy expenditures were $6 billion — six times that of the entire US pharmaceutical industry. Indoor growers’ greenhouse gas emissions, he reported, are equivalent to that of 3 million cars.
Although marijuana greenhouses eliminate the need for many energy sucking lights, some growers opt for a hybrid approach, using some grow lights to manipulate the plants’ cycles. Marijuana, for instance, will grow higher during longer daylight hours, as opposed to budding during shorter daylight hours. So growers who want to encourage the plant’s initial growth phase in the middle of winter, say, may artificially produce more “daylight” hours through the use of lights. In February, residents of the southern Colorado town of Penrose complained: “Neighbors in the town said the smell from the plants is too strong and the bright lights from the greenhouses are too invasive at night,” according to the Denver-based local CBS news affiliate.
A $5 million pot ‘superstore’ has been proposed for the small town of Eagle, CO.
Still, any reduction in energy cost is likely to make greenhouse cultivation an attractive option in the competitive world of weed farming. “Eventually a lot of these warehouses where people are paying top dollar for rent will get squeezed out by greenhouses,” says Jay Czarkowski, managing partner of the Boulder, CO-based cannabis business consultants, Canna Advisors. “Greenhouses allow producers to … have more competitive pricing, too.”
Nexus Corp., a traditional high-end greenhouse designer, fabricator, and supplier that has worked for clients including the University of California at Berkeley, reports that it’s receiving an increasing number of inquiries from the marijuana industry. “As long as it’s a legal crop, we’ll do it,” says Craig Humphrey, vice president of engineering at Nexus. “They just need to prove where they are located. We’re not selling to a customer who lives in a state that doesn’t have it legalized in some manner.”
Meanwhile, Colorado is already in full expansion mode. A $5 million pot “superstore” has been proposed for the small town of Eagle, CO, which would incorporate a 45,000 square foot greenhouse (in addition to a 6,000-square-foot retail store, and a 3,750-square-foot “prohibition museum”). Silverpeak Apothecary, a ritzy dispensary in Aspen, CO, in January erected a 25,000-square-foot greenhouse, called High Valley Farm.
On a national scale, marijuana greenhouses, like wind turbines or giant satellite dishes, may one day transform cheap land that sits on the outskirts of cities. And Ilovitz of Envirotech, envisions a time when there may also be “microbrewery style” greenhouses attached to marijuana stores in cities. “Greenhouses,” he says, “really reflect the fact that the industry is stepping out into the light.”
]]>It’s been years since ringtones were a multimillion-dollar industry, but the medium still has value for James Ferraro. As part of his exhibit for New York’s MoMA PS1 in Queens, 100%, the 25-year-old Los Angeles-based experimental musician composed a suite of 18 ringtones that he says are meant to evoke, the “aestheticization of capitalism.” They’re all available for free download for Apple and Android phones on a lime-green website built and hosted by the museum.
James Ferraro: 100% (designed by Other Means).
The exhibit is actually a musical triptych, comprised of not just the suite, which is entitled “Eco-Savage,” but also hold music for the museum’s phone system (“Saint Prius”), and literal elevator music for its elevator (“Dubai Dream Tone”). All three pieces are a smooth, mall-like wash of synthesized melodies, glitchy computer noises, and Siri-style voices. The music sounds like cheesy New Age spa Muzak, but the spoken words suggest a deeper point being made about the hypocrisies of a certain kind of consumer culture. In one ringtone, entitled “Abs,” splashing noises and pops trade off with a robo-voice intoning, “Freeway. Cotton yoga pants. Recovery. Oil. 100 percent hydration consciousness.” Other ringtones are named things like “Dream Sushi,” “Bottle Rain Water” and “The Warming Planet.” It’s unclear if he’s taking potshots or just parroting the weird world around him in a kind of deadpan reappropriation of corporate ad-speak. It may be both. Ferraro comes across as an astute observer, if not necessarily a sharp cultural critic. “I wanted to create a narrative about the idea of Whole Foods and ‘going green’ and this culture of ethical living that’s sort of like the new spirituality,” he said during a telephone conversation from his home in LA. “But I also wanted to look at the cause and effect of consumerism on the third world.”
Ferraro’s impulses come from the same place as the indie music movement called vaporwave
In many ways, 100% represents an evolution of Ferraro’s 2011 album, Far Side Virtual, which British avant-garde music magazine, The Wire, lauded as the album of the year, while incongruously likening it to “music to a corporate video.” Like the ringtone suite, FSV paid homage to passe technological memes such as Second Life and The Sims, and incorporates the same type of computery soundtrack music and speech bits. Taken in its entirety, the album is more effective as an inside joke than as standalone music. The Wire summed it up: “Whether or not its creator is giggling through a bong-smoke haze, Far Side Virtual is a convincing evocation of the digital dreamtime.” Ferraro says he is obsessed with capturing what he calls a “pan global generic sound,” or “global ambiguousness,” that he likens to “Froyo” in its total lack of controversy. His artist’s statement for PS1 elaborates: “It’s like a fake indoor rain forest in Dubai’s international airport with the most advanced systems to create sustainable ecologies and habitats; or the empty utopian soundscape of a luxury tract house community.”
Photo courtesy of the artist.
In some ways, Ferraro’s impulses come from the same place as the indie music movement called vaporwave or the recent controversial explosion of so-called normcore fashion: all adopt cheesy, outdated aesthetics as a kind of critique of modern consumer trend cycles. But in 100%, Ferraro moves towards something more disruptive. When he name-drops “Virgin Air,” then immediately follows with the words “West Nile virus,” it almost feels like he’s breaking a taboo. By dragging a popular corporate brand into an unstable and unpredictable environment, he might expose something unpleasant about it. Or maybe about us.
Assistant curator Christopher Lew, who put together the exhibit, says that on opening night, there was a “small crowd” of people crammed into the museum’s elevator. The gentle gonging sounds coming from its speakers could easily have been ignored, if not for the occasional vocal interjections. “When you have computer voices saying ‘West Nile virus’, or ‘Clorox’ or “AT&T”, you don’t know if you should be scared or laugh,” says Lew. Instead, they just stood there, listening, not pressing any buttons.
Lead image courtesy of the artist. James Ferraro. 100% LA: Virtuality_Diaspora. 2014. Digital rendering.
Have you ever loved something so much it hurt?
Anytime anybody in the universe says something negative about Microsoft, Brad Thorne* loses it. He fires up Twitter: “You’re fucking pathetic!… You have your head so far up your ass!… I can’t wait until you eat your smug words!”
Thorne, a fortyish IT manager with a preppy wardrobe and shy grin, is actually a nice guy in person. He plays golf and enjoys spending time with his wife and step kids. He works as an IT director at a nonprofit charity organization in the South that’s run by nuns. He is not religious — unless you count his relationship with Microsoft, of course.
“I’m a missionary,” says Thorne. “For me, it’s about being super passionate and super knowledgeable about their products, and not leaving that passion at the door when you leave work. You preach it all the time.”
Thorne is not religious — unless you count his relationship with Microsoft
Thorne has been a preacher, so to speak, for decades. He feels a deep, personal connection to Bill Gates, who, like Thorne, is a “true believer in the power of technology and how it can change everything,” and has an “unabashed way of approaching his foes or detractors.”
But only in recent years has Thorne’s proselytizing for Microsoft assumed a Cotton Mather-esque shrillness. Blame it on the smartphone. The rise of the iPhone helped Apple unseat Microsoft as the reigning tech superpower, and it put Thorne on the offensive.
So when he goes on Twitter he calls longtime Apple-friendly Wall Street Journal columnist and Recode co-founder Walt Mossberg a “douchebag.” He tweets at another reviewer who gave the Lumia 1020 Windows Phone a bad review, and tells her she’s a pathetic loser. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
He seems to love — as in, romantically love — his phone
Anybody following tech media in the past few years would instantly recognize the Thorne type. He’s a fanboy. That is, the kind of crazily obsessed tech enthusiast who appears to have become unhinged somewhere between peeling off his smartphone’s screen protector and making his 457th comment on Android Central. He seems to love — as in, romantically love — his phone. He explodes with rage when somebody says anything less than glowingly positive about it.
Fanboy-ism is not just a phone thing, of course. There are Star Wars fanboys, and video game console fanboys, and comic book fanboys. Before the word even entered the pop lexicon there were fanboys: Grateful Dead tape-traders, ham radio enthusiasts, orchid nuts, and a million other things. But smartphone fanboys are different: They are noisier. They are more aggressive. And they seem, at times, truly out of their minds, or at the least to have seriously lost perspective.
Lol brainless samsungfags, if you hate iPhone so much, why do you care to watch it? Lol the android community is so damn annoying. Shut up about the shit4 or note 3, stop hatin on Apple!
Anonymous Fanboy (from YouTube)
Although phone fanboys are a niche subculture, the objects of their affection are not. The companies behind the products they covet are massively influential: Apple recently climbed to the sixth spot on the Fortune 500 list. More than half of all Americans have smartphones, and for many of those people, the device has become like an extra appendage. We risk our lives texting while driving. We take selfies at funerals. Almost a quarter of younger people even use their phones while having sex. So it shouldn’t be too surprising that some of us develop an abnormal fixation with our phones that goes beyond being extremely grateful for the Google Maps application.
Although fanboys can easily be lumped together as “angry nerds,” look closer and you’ll find that each one is like a snowflake. The reasons they’ve traveled to the fringe are personal, but also familiar. A phone might not seem to be something worth fighting over, but what it stands for most definitely is.
@KEEMSTARx GO ANDROID. Windows sucks ass, especially tablets.@StevenHalstead – 12:41 PM – 13 Jan 2014
Android can suck it.. iOS rules all day long.. It’s the originator too. Nuff said@patg1984 – 11:30 AM – 14 Jan 2014
I can’t stand how #WindowsPhone sucks so much and misses lots of basic features from #Android or #iOS. Worst purchase of the year 🙁@m1nh0ca – 5:19 AM – 11 Jan 2014
Gene Fisk works at home in Silicon Valley on a startup he founded with his dad. He’s got a little baby and since his wife works, he doesn’t see much of her. They’re new to town and don’t know that many people.
“I’m pretty bad at networking, and it’s kind of — it’s just damn lonely!” he says.
It’s hard to stay on task. Really hard. He drinks coffee at room temperature so he can get it down faster.
He was never especially into phones until he and his wife bought a small, cheap Nexus tablet to use as a baby monitor. They liked it, so he bought his wife a Nexus 4. He thought the stock Android operating system was way better than the “bloated software” on his HTC Amaze 4G, so he ordered the Nexus 5 for himself.
The process of obsessively researching phones coincided with Fisk’s discovery of Google+. Despite the fact that he’s in his mid-30s, Fisk had never gotten into Facebook (he thought it was too ugly looking), but he got sucked into Google+. He would “get riled up” when people in his network posted what he considered to be lame articles about phones.
“It starts small and someone will come in and say something that is just, you know, like either obnoxious or inaccurate,” says Fisk. “Like, this guy basically just vomited up a couple specs, like: ‘The camera’s going to be this many megapixels and stuff,’ and they were all wrong!”
Marooned in his home office, pounding tepid coffee, Fisk meandered down the path of calling various journalists and commenters “idiots” in his posts. Especially those who unfairly bashed Android. He had, without realizing it, become a fanboy.
“I can bitch anonymously, and I’ve tried to tone it back, because I let it get to me,” he says.
But that’s not all that gets to Fisk. He has a meta-frustration that seems to be always vibrating in his mental circuitry, like a hum you can’t place. It has to do with the power that technology companies wield over his life.
He talks about being “trapped in his contract” with his former phone carrier, and about being unable to receive Android updates because of some Machiavellian plot on the part of the manufacturer to force consumers to upgrade their phones. He paints Apple as a ruthless force that effectively killed Flash, the software plug-in favored by designers, by refusing to support it on Apple’s mobile devices. At the time, Fisk made his living as a Flash developer.
“Apple to me is just a gigantic, media-bending smokescreen,” he complains.
Fisk talks about Google as if it’s a political candidate running for control of the universe
The frustration he feels has led him to rally behind the one company he feels might actually be doing something good in the world: Google. He loves not just the phones, but the company in general. He notes that Google has invested in aging research and helped wire the city of Kansas City, where he used to live. He says it could charge more for its Nexus phones, but doesn’t.
“I’m sure they do nefarious stuff, but they seem like a decent company,” says Fisk. “The world wants a big company to be behind.”
Fisk talks about Google as if it’s a political candidate running for control of the universe. With every “you’re an idiot” post he makes online, he’s unwittingly helping campaign for its world domination.
Michael Fisher strokes the box with the faux wood grain finish, gently easing off its cover to peek inside. He removes a packet of earbuds.
“These are the linguine flat wire edition with the gel ones that go in your ear,” he says approvingly. Then he peels off the plastic screen protector on the white Samsung Galaxy Note III smartphone. “Aaaaah yeah,” he growls. “Now that’s the good stuff.”
Fisher is editorial director for the mobile tech news organization PocketNow, and this is taking place in what’s called an “unboxing” video. A YouTube genre unto itself unboxings are, literally, just people taking new phones (and other gadgets) out of their packaging and describing all the stuff that’s inside. Like, as in, “here’s the manual,” and “here’s a mystery cable.” In many cases, the device is never even turned on.
Unboxing videos are massively popular. On PocketNow, they get hundreds of thousands of views — more than the actual editorial reviews.
“We are much less reviewers than we are sportscasters,” says Fisher. “We generate what I refer to as ‘geek porn.’”
If PocketNow is a pornographer, it is one of many within a bustling, sweaty industry. There’s never exactly been a dearth of gadget coverage online, but the last seven or so years have seen an orgiastic explosion of still more, particularly devoted to the rapidly growing mobile sector.
From sites with an operating system-specific focus, like Phandroid and Android Central to more platform-agnostic operations such as TechnoBuffalo and AnandTech, there’s now an extraordinarily large number of places to visit online to indulge one’s interest in the latest phone release or operating system update. Like candy at a check-out counter, this display encourages compulsive behavior. It has created the fanboy.
Once somebody has acquired this level of arcane knowledge, there is absolutely nothing to do but share it with other fanboys
“I find myself watching [unboxing videos] for products I just already bought!” says Dominick DeVito, an Android enthusiast. “And I have no idea why, since 75 percent of the video is watching the person’s hands with the device still powered off.”
Simon Kingsley is a high school student who makes cellphone review videos as a hobby. He pans all the Android devices with hyperbolic statements delivered in a monotone (the Nexus 5 Android has “too high resolution which can cause eye cancer”). But they’re actually thinly veiled satire of things he thinks iPhone users would say. Kingsley is an Android fanboy.
“The reason I like technology is hard to explain,” says Kingsley. “It is a sensation … After watching countless hours of videos and reading countless hours of articles relating to technology, it just implemented into my brain and has made me me.”
His persona, like that of your average fanboy, is fed by the perpetual-motion machine of tech media. He typically reads 20 tech news sites and watches as many YouTube channels every day; he’s spent so much time reading articles about phones and watching videos about phones he’s become a walking encyclopedia of stats.
As one commenter on Reddit, described it:
They don’t want a fast phone. They want a quad-core phone. They don’t want a good-looking display, they want a 1080p display. They don’t want a battery that lasts X hours, they want a X mAh battery.
Anonymous Fanboy (Reddit)
Once somebody has acquired this level of arcane knowledge, there is absolutely nothing to do but share it with other fanboys.
“Among my close friends and family no one really operates at the same level as me,” says one high school Android hobbyist.
Thus, fanboy culture takes place in the comments sections of tech news sites and YouTube.
The Nexus 5 has a pathetic battery life, WORST, And Touchwiz is in FACT the laggiest shittiest worst UI on Android. Touchwiz sucks, Its laggy on fucking all phone, Even the s4. Like really, It looks like it was designed by Fisher Price.
Anonymous Fanboy (YouTube)
Commenting becomes a hobby in and of itself, with competition for social status and special props for being prolific, funny, or especially persuasive.
“I remember when I reached a certain number of posts, people acted like I was a god or something,” says Android fanboy Xavier Mathews.
One community manager describes how some fanboys even set up fake user accounts and operate them as straw men in online debates so they can knock them down to bolster carefully calibrated points.
He bans them, but they keep coming back. In a war of words, the person who gets the last one wins.
I hate to call myself a windows fanboy…… but I kinda am. #sorrynahtsorry@_blaidd_drwg – 10:16 PM – 12 Jan 2014
Microsoft could sell a lot of those keyboard covers if they made one for the iPad.@gruber – 7:06 PM – 18 Jun 2012
Here’s the deal: Apple sucks. Samsung sucks. HTC sucks. Motorola sucks. Nokia sucks. They all suck just buy a damn phone & shut up about it.@kinielcat – 1:05 PM – 6 Jun 2013
The urge to join groups is a natural human desire. Evolutionarily speaking, our babies fared better if we surrounded ourselves with helping hands. But even today when you can survive as a loner, there’s something intoxicating about being part of an experience that’s larger than oneself.
Politics, religion, sports, bands — these are the tents under which we typically congregate. Allah, Judas Priest, the Cubs, sure. But smartphones? It seems sort of hard to believe that a graham cracker-sized computer that’s supposed to be a tool, a means to an end, could somehow deliver the same level of ecstatic experience. That it could be powerful enough to feel like a movement.
“I’m geeky, I love playing with gadgets,” says tech reviewer Molly Wood, who formerly worked for CNET. “But of all the things that would get me angry enough to attack someone, the last one is a phone … Don’t you think there’s a better thing to love?”
There’s something intoxicating about being part of an experience that’s larger than oneself
But it isn’t necessarily about loving the phone. (Ask a fanboy why they became obsessed, and the answers are surprisingly quotidian: something along the lines of, “It made me a more organized person.”) It’s about what the phone represents.
For Fisk, rallying behind Google is politics, insofar as politics is activity relating to the bureaucracies that control us. Those bureaucracies have traditionally been governments. But as we rely more and more on technology, tech companies become the new authorities. Their whims and policies can severely impact our lives. For instance, a Google algorithm change can wipe out your website’s traffic, causing your advertisers to abandon you. Apple can refuse to support the software you’ve built your career on, leaving you scrambling for a new profession.
So it may seem trivial to debate megapixels versus debating, say, Obamacare. But the urge is the same for fanboys like Fisk. Despite the fact that he’s actually providing free advertising for a corporation whose end game is to make money off of him, he operates as if he’s a foot soldier helping to campaign for a brighter tomorrow. And in his mind, he is.
For Thorne, loving Microsoft provides an inspirational organizing principle to his life. He uses Bill Gates and his record of accomplishments much the same way others use religion: as both a road map and a motivation to be one’s best self. And in true apostle style, he’s taking it to the streets.
The sports analogy, too, applies. Because fanboys pick a team and fight for it, obviously, but also because they derive intellectual satisfaction from their endeavors, much the same way sports fans do. Both memorize arcane stats, banter, and engage in endless analysis, all of which can seem totally boring to an outsider, but couldn’t be more compelling to the fan.
“I think that gadgets, like sports, allow us to work out some of our natural passions in an arena where there is much lower stakes,” says Freddie deBoer, a blogger who says one of his favorite things to do is argue about phones. “It’s tribalism where nobody dies.”
For others, smartphones are a status symbol they can flaunt, plain and simple, like the popular girl flashing her Benetton label in junior high or the middle-aged dude showing up for a date in his Porsche Carrera. Lewis Hilsenteger, founder and host of an unboxing channel on YouTube, says acquaintances constantly ask him what phone they should buy.
“I think people really fear they’ll go out and buy the wrong thing,” he says, or that “somehow their purchases in the tech space will say something about their status as a human being.” It reminds him sometimes of the kid in school who was laughed at for not having the right shoes.
Fanboys have the time and money to research and invest in the perfect phone. With that comes bragging rights. It’s part of the fun of owning it.
Aaron Baker, the director of content and partnerships for tech news organization PhoneDog Media recently received a disturbing tweet:
Did you mention on your Lg G2 vs S4 comparison on youtube that the LG has NO MHL LINK????? I’m searching for you with a shotgun!
Anonymous Fanboy (Twitter)
The threat was in reference to a cable that hooks into your TV — apparently the person was apoplectic that Baker hadn’t mentioned it.
Tech journalists, including Baker, typically love gadgets. It’s often why they get into the biz. But many say they can’t understand how you could go from being a phone fan to a phone fanboy — that is, someone who actually gets violently worked up over Nokia’s abandonment of Symbian.
We’ve entered an era of heightened belligerence, brought on, paradoxically, by the fact that phones are becoming more alike
Brian Klug, senior smartphone editor for tech news site AnandTech, points out that gadget reviewers like himself who get free phones to review will never truly understand the mindset of somebody who has to pay real cash for theirs.
“People become less objective once they’ve made an investment. They’re smart. They’re savvy. They’ll defend their purchase,” says Klug. It produces “the most rabid fanboy kind of attack.”
Aaron Baker, who received the shotgun tweet, has another theory. He thinks we’ve entered an era of heightened belligerence, brought on, paradoxically, by the fact that phones are becoming more alike.
It used to be that phone debates were solely about specs: which device had the most processing power, better battery life, highest screen definition, and so forth. Now, he says, we’re entering a time when phones have mostly achieved the same benchmarks on those fronts. The competition is becoming: Do you like the way the touchscreen works? The colors of the interface? The size of the device?
Baker believes that as phones’ differences move into more subjective arenas like design and “user experience,” the debate becomes by its very definition more emotional.
“That’s where it descends into personal attacks,” says Baker.
Holy shit man, you sound like such a bitch. Hope you haven’t run out of Kleenex yet. If you like the damn Maxx… GET THE DAMN MAXX AND STFU ALREADY! For crying out loud.
Anonymous Fanboy (Android Central)
Of course the internet’s cloak of anonymity can bring out the worst in people, too. Trolls come in all flavors, including fanboy. But while the classic troll is an anarchic trickster, looking to wreak mayhem and rack up lulz along the way, an enraged fanboy can be something more conflicted.
Thorne, the Microsoft fanboy, is devoted to a podcast series about technology — he listens to it in the background at work. He used to comment on the show while it was in progress in an adjoining chat room. His ne plus ultra was when one of the podcast’s hosts quoted one of his comments on air.
“It proves your passion is worth it, if you will,” says Thorne.
The problem was that Thorne had a hard time being taken seriously.
“Being a hardcore troll doesn’t get you that power,” he admits. “To be listened to by others … it’s about having an open mind.”
He’d try to stay level-headed, not call people names. It turned out that wasn’t possible.
“I get fired up reading comments and my fingers go nuts on the keyboard,” he says.
Thorne’s struggle to achieve respect through striking the right tone echoes what American literary critic Kenneth Burke described as a kind of search for solidarity-through-rhetoric. As humans we attempt to escape our existential isolation through identification with others. And the classic way of achieving this is by pointing out our similarities through language, e.g.: a politician saying to a farmer, “I was once a farm boy like you.” In Thorne’s case, it was by appearing to be open-minded. However, Burke wrote, solidarity can also be achieved by disagreeing.
“There’s a sense that we’re cooperating by competing,” says Clarke Rountree, chair of the Communication Arts department at the University of Alabama in Hunstville and president of the Kenneth Burke society. “If you don’t have someone on the other side arguing with you, then you’ll be a lone voice.”
Recently, Thorne forced himself to, as he put it, step back and “look in the mirror.” This is making you stressed out and irritated, he said to himself. So why do it? He began downloading the podcasts so he wouldn’t be listening to them live and the temptation to send flame-y comments would be diminished.
But the road to belonging and acceptance through levelheaded discourse was just too long and lonely to bear. And so he chose the alternate route identified by Burke: dissention. He logged on to Twitter and let it rip.
Oh what a shock…another smug Apple douche with his head so far up their ass his opinion means zilch.
In this world, his fingers are free to go as nuts as they want. He has found solidarity: he belongs to the world of fanboys.
*Some names and identifying characteristics have been altered