5 Disputations in What’s Wrong With the Internet: I

CONCUR: TWO CHEERS FOR THE INTERNET

I would just add a few thoughts to this discussion, both in the hopes of tempering Mr. Goodwin’s boundless libertarian optimism and adding some historical perspective.

Do we really think it’s simply true that the anonymity of the internet fosters extremism, or to put it less hyperbolically, immoderation? Consider ancient Athens at, say, 350 or 400 B.C.: this was a small democracy, where everyone knew everyone else or at least knew a neighbor or relative that could provide experience of personal acquaintance with everyone else (at the very least, the voting assembly all knew each other). Was this society a paragon of moderation? To again bring up the inestimable Publius, wasn’t the point of the extended republic the thoroughly sensible one that, as much as we cannot change human nature, we should do our best to tamp down its vices and elevate its virtues?

Faction, and various species of extremism, are natural to humans, especially free ones. Doesn’t the Internet, in a way, facilitate the multiplicity of viewpoints that we might consider a corollary of Madison’s multiplicity of interests? Sure, it’s full of junk, but we can also observe the phenomena—not unlike Publius’ discussion of ‘men of a certain reputation’ rising to the top of their communities and then securing national office—of certain more reputable, trusted, and sensible purveyors of Internet opinion,  on both sides of the political spectrum, rising to prominence.

Just a word about etiquette. I’m not so convinced that it is anything more than a neutral force (rather than an actively moderating one). Take the court of France under Louis XIV or under the restored Bourbon monarchy after Napoleon—it was, if nothing else, the site of some of the most refined manners and etiquette imaginable. This etiquette, however, was the veneer for a vain, preening, hypocritical, and thoroughly corrupt oligarchic society. I don’t mean to draw any solid analogy to today—I would just offer the possibility of considering etiquette as neither good nor bad, but rather dependent on the end it serves.

My great fear about the internet, and this is related to Bill’s original post only in the most tangential way, is the effect it is having on our minds. Admittedly, this is a long-term worry. A collectively shortened attention span and a societal inability for sustained and deep reflection cannot bode well for the future of self-government. Perhaps a future Dissense discussion might involve a group review of this new book by Nicholas Carr.


Concur: The Virtue of Second Life

The great evil of the Internet, if the dissents are to be believed, lies in its opportunity for anonymity (York: “Hotgrrl81 unreservedly proclaims what real-world Jennifer Smith dares not whisper”; Benavides: “[E]xtremists can foster pernicious ideologies when not checked by . . . socially regulating ‘etiquette.’”). When we are not held personally accountable for ours


Dissent: The Perilous Price of Progress

The previous discussions conflate two separate but related concerns implicated by the echo-chamber phenomenon: first, that it calcifies political opinions; and second, that it fosters political extremism. I agree with Mr. Goodwin that modern media augment, rather than discourage, engagement with alternative ideas. However, this tale of optimism ignores the protective shroud the Web affords


DISSENT: OUR OWN PRIVATE IDAHOS

It’s reasonable to some extent to say that there is nothing wrong, as Bill states, with the Pope reading about Catholicism. But I would be troubled by a Pope who only reads pre-Council of Trent theology (Catholic though it may be). The Pope is, as many of us are, subject to the institution to which


What’s Wrong With the Internet: Part One

If there’s one thing that aging newspapermen, self-righteous politicians, and “civic-minded” pundits love to decry, it’s the pernicious effects on modern man of the internet echo chamber. To hear the neo-Nostradamus types tell it, the partisan love of dialogue ranks just below Pig-pen’s ablutomania, but with far less entertaining effects. We apparently are but days