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Alas, no one. Having also forsaken family, friends and work in pursuit of the 100 hidden mines in the cryptic grid, I now come forward. Not just, however, to confess and admonish. This story has a happy ending. I come to heal. In the best Oprah tradition, I come to announce and share my cure...
...happy to announce that with a similarly prodigious effort of overindulgence, I have kicked Minesweeper. I did not avoid the temptation. I drowned it. I played. Night and day. Till I dropped. When I wanted to stop, I didn't. I forced myself back to the keyboard. Grid after grid, I kept hitting the Restart button. Long after I'd had enough, I made myself play some more. And then it broke: I'd played my final game...
...parents) decided early on that computers were going to be his ticket to stardom. Raised in a working-class neighborhood in Queens, New York, he used his $300 Radio Shack computer like a magic carpet to cyberspace, staying up all night to explore the mysteries of the worldwide telephone grid. Phiber had a gift: computers yielded their secrets to his prying fingers like jewels to a safecracker. Eventually, he dropped out of school to pursue his education in the online world -- the poor man's university...
...Manhattan telephone directories. These studies, not incidentally, dispose of the myth that Kline was a wholly spontaneous painter who staked everything on the one-shot gesture. He would make them, mull over them, choose one and then, just like a 19th century painter enlarging a drawing through a grid, project it from an epidiascope onto the big canvas. As David Anfam remarks in his catalog introduction, "Kline upsets the narrative that Abstract Expressionism invites...
...decadence. Americans, in other words, found themselves torn between enjoying filthy pleasures guaranteed by the First Amendment and wistfully admiring the Singapore caning. By such almost unconscious dialectics, the people worked at sifting out the rules for a society paganized by sheer information and searching for a moral grid. Where are the morals to discipline the freedom that permits the sleaze in an inside-out culture of exposure? Moral processing is now the chief American art form and preoccupation...