Donna Haraway and Heroin...????

I'm probably not alone when I say that this lady rambles like she's on drugs.....I can't stand the way that she "verbalizes in text".

If you don't like that I've said that....Too bad!!! I wasn't able to summarize a large amount of what I read. All I was able to do was take away a an excerpt that struck me as interesting and debatable. The other thing that made it more difficult was the lack of all pages being present in any section....Thanks a f#@*in' lot Google Books and fair use doctrine... geez ....So I'll have to take what I (and you) can get from this book.

Ok...Hmmmm....The one excerpt that I pulled out of reading Modest_Witness_@Second_Millenium.FemaleMan-Meets_OncoMouse....whatever..

In the excerpt, Haraway says quote, "I insist that social relationships include nonhumans as well as humans socially (or, what is the same thing for this odd congeries, sociotechnically) active partners. All that is unhuman is not un-kind, outside kinship, outside the orders of signification, excluded from trading in signs and wonders."

I had to think about what she was saying here. What is she really saying when she says nonhuman? If she's specifically identifying a computer as the nonhuman object, than she's quite right. I don't know if I would go as far as to say "partner", at least in the form of a noun. We may partner with a computer as a tool to accomplish things or something. In this case I would say that we utilize them to build on social relationships. Therefore, the computer would technically be included in our social role or interaction.

Other than that.....Reading her work was tedious and laborious. It seemed like she made little sense....From what I could gather in my reading she seemed to equating transgenic mutation, cloning, capitalism, and corporatism within the realm of a new world order. Quite frankly, as I said before, she sounds like she's tweaking out on some illegal substances. Haraway writes in a style that seems to vomit her paranoias, convulsions, and random thoughts onto the pages. Her style left me wandering about the pages in search of tangible sentence structure and cohesive unity that would allow me to vacuum up some traces of validity.

Unfortunately, I didn't hoover much.