{"id":1617,"date":"2012-09-10T12:04:43","date_gmt":"2012-09-10T20:04:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/?p=1617"},"modified":"2012-09-10T12:04:50","modified_gmt":"2012-09-10T20:04:50","slug":"the-stuff-of-dreams","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/?p=1617","title":{"rendered":"The stuff of dreams"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>&#8220;\u2026I&#8217;d imagined those shoes. And when you imagine something like that, you imagine a world. You imagine the world those shoes come from, and you wonder if they could happen here, in this world, the one with all the bullshit. And sometimes they can. For a season or two.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>-Meredith, <em>Zero History,<\/em> William Gibson<\/p>\n<p>So I know I&#8217;ve spoken at some length before about wanting things not because you need them, but because you <em>want<\/em> to need them &#8211; whether it&#8217;s a Barbour jacket and day pack for me to hike the Cotswold Way in, or for a 100-shot C-Mag drum on a full-auto M4 so Bubba can fight the gay brown liberal hordes threatening his own ignorance &#8211; and it occurs to me that once again, William Gibson has stumbled onto something very profound.<\/p>\n<p>So many of the things we <em>want<\/em> are tendrils of our dreams. \u00a0And not just the physical objects, either. \u00a0A walk to the Riptide, out at the end of the L-Taraval when the fog is coming on strong, like a visit to a small pocket of some different reality. \u00a0A high-speed dash on the Deutsche Bahn from Paris to Munich to Switzerland invites contemplation of a world where extremely rapid rail trumps both air travel and freeway driving as the best way to be whisked long distances. A sit-down at Trials Pub, which has no television to interfere with the background murmur of old 2-Tone, a crackling fire, and the light rail gliding by outside. \u00a0Or maybe just the title track from the last album by Madness, &#8220;The Liberty of Norton Folgate&#8221;. \u00a0It is their &#8220;A Day In The Life&#8221; and it is an amazing madcap wander through centuries of London history\u2026and in the iPhone headphones on a dark evening, it&#8217;s enough to make a Timelord of you, stepping in and out of the river of time, &#8220;in your second-hand coat, happy just to float&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>Then you have the <em>things<\/em> themselves, like the steel-toed workboots that I needed when I was having my best year at my best West Coast job in 2006. Couple them with a work jacket to keep off the chill and deflect sparks from the iPad in the shoulder rig out by the smoker on a cold morning, Absolute Radio&#8217;s Rock and Roll Football streaming in from London, and it&#8217;s like I&#8217;m down by the allotment shed practicing my peculiar American hobby before walking out to market with the wife. \u00a0Or my peacoat, which I wanted for ten years without thinking exactly why &#8211; but realizing now it&#8217;s perfect for the Outer Sunset with wind and fog but no rain. \u00a0Or the iPad itself under the jacket (or even in a ScottEVest jacket?) and a sturdy pair of boots to use while spending my days wandering around the city, a digital nomad taking in everything around me without having to carry so much as a water bottle. \u00a0Or those amber-polarized Ray-Bans, the rose-colored glasses through which I saw so much of 2005 and 2006 and which make the world seem a little better by looking through them.<\/p>\n<p>And I suppose deep down\u00a0<em>that&#8217;s<\/em> why I want a top-of-the-line smartphone, a good pair of Palladiums and just the right second-hand coat\u2026because at some level I think if I&#8217;m dressed for the dream, I can at least walk in its shadow for a little while.\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;\u2026I&#8217;d imagined those shoes. And when you imagine something like that, you imagine a world. You imagine the world those shoes come from, and you wonder if they could happen here, in this world, the one with all the bullshit. And sometimes they can. For a season or two.&#8221; -Meredith, Zero History, William Gibson So &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/?p=1617\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;The stuff of dreams&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1617"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1617"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1617\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1618,"href":"https:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1617\/revisions\/1618"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1617"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1617"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/iwasmisinformed.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1617"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}