Never let it be said that I do not suffer for my art, or in this case my cause. It is way colder out today than I expected but I stuck to it, hacking at these kiosks until I got what I wanted. It took a lot longer today, or maybe it just seemed like it. I did go ahead with getting porn on the screen, but not in the manner to which I objected yesterday. I am not going to leave it lying around on random screens for others to see. But I am going to record video of the porns as they are played on the kiosks. I don’t think there is any other way to express the vulgarity and intrusiveness that these smart city kiosks represent without resorting to vulgarity itself. That is my statement.
Two people saw me pecking away at kiosks today and asked “What is that?” I was in no mood for people but I got as far as saying “Free Wi-Fi,” to which the first person said “Who the hell needs that?” The other person was more positive, but seemed as if he had no use for it himself.
I guess I have become one of them, one of the loiterers. Well, so be it for now. I’m only doing this until I get what I want out of it. It has made me understand how those people do it, how they sit out there on a city sidewalk completely oblivious to the people passing by. It has my mind spinning on all cylinders, and I guess by all appearances to passing strangers I have been seemingly transfixed by these kiosks. I hear people whisper and stop talking as they approach me. I think they think I must be poor or indigent, because who else but the poor uses these things? I have to admit I have such thoughts myself when I see people next to these things, slouching against the kiosk or sprawled out on the sidewalk.
Going back out now for more reconnaisence planning.
