It's natural to assume that a crowd of people will behave like water or an amoeba or a nest of ants, creeping and probing until it discovers a path. But a human crowd isn't focused on discovery; it's focused on desire. It's goal-oriented, like a lightning bolt or a cobra. When an event occurs -- a spreading rumor, an opened gate, a shouted order -- each individual calculates what effect it will have on his or her immediate personal objectives and the crowd reacts suddenly and unpredictably.
The best way to control a crowd of humans is therefore to never present it with new information.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Immortal beloved
I just can't get over this slightly autistic Photoshop experiment and its promise of a new, strange universe beyond our own. (With more lens flare.)
Labels:
admiration,
arts,
time travel,
twosentenceposts
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
The laws of motion
These days I'm a machine, obediently crunching through deductions while I spin off into space in the last direction I was pushed. A closed system.
Labels:
endings,
inertia,
logic,
twosentenceposts
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