When the Pitchforks Come for You
When the Pitchforks Come for You Surveillance, Mob Mentality, and the Cost of Public Life Pantsuit Politics Feb 13 There’s really nothing that I love more than a live event. I’ll go see any musician, any comedian, any sport. I like being in spaces with other people feeling the aliveness that happens when we all train our attention on a contest or performance. I go because it takes me out of myself. It centers something else, and that’s blissful. It lets me be part of the flow of life. The crowd work at these events has started encroaching on that feeling. Venues seem to believe that we show up to see ourselves as much as athletes or entertainers. While I enjoy a kisscam as much as the next person, I’ve started wondering about what exactly we consent to when we purchase a ticket. What do we consent to when we purchase a ticket? Or ring a doorbell? Or just live our lives in a society where everyone carries a powerful camera and supercomputer? What should we endure when we become a ...