On August 12th, 2003, Infocult was born.
It didn't struggle to the earth's surface like an ancient monster bricked up by lost civilizations since time immemorial. Infocult didn't manifest from unholy rites conducted in forbidden military installations. Infocult didn't whisper uncannily from that digital speaker you were convinced you'd turned off just before you went to sleep.
Instead, this blog began fifteen years ago with two posts. In fact, we commenced with an abiding interest in blogging and what we then called "Web 2.0." Revisiting these oldest entries summons up fragments of the 21st century's first years, before Facebook, the iPhone, and president Trump.
The site's design hasn't changed much. It still looks like the pre-WordPress, pre-mobile web.
When I think of this blog's arc over the past decade and a half, I imagine it focused on three things, the site's unholy trinity:
- The ways we fear technologies
- Gothic texts
- Real-life Gothic horror
Scrolling back over the teeming archives confirms this, but also adds much more. There was an interest in the history of information. Gaming and/as storytelling cropped up for a time, as did Web 2.0 storytelling. Copyright was nearly an obsession for a few years.
Over time those faded out as the unholy trinity grew to rule the blog. I think this happened for personal and professional reasons. I started up a blog on the NITLE site and devoted time to that, and so the new blog soaked up some of my interest in education and technology topics. (That blog disappeared during NITLE's last years, when the entire site was replaced with a handful of new pages; since then the domain has gone unowned.) Then I started my own blog, and that picked up still more of those interests and my time.
Infocult became my Gothic remnant, the skeleton remaining once the flesh has migrated... elsewhere. And the skeleton has grown in its own way as the times have changed. We pay attention to creepy clowns and sinkholes, along with the mysterious severed foot plague. Infocult is halfway to Charles Fort.
It's not as popular as my professional blog. Comments rarely occur. I'm not sure of when someone last linked here.
Yet people keep suggesting stories. Jesse Walker, Steven Kaye, Ed Webb, Todd Bryant, Randy McCall, Thomas Burkdall have generously emailed me creepy accounts. So has my family. It's a bit disturbing to think that Infocult began when my daughter was 7; she's now 22. Brian Lamb exhorted a terrified Vancouver audience to read here. Jim Groom has loved this blog with his B-movie heart. And Andrew Connell has made Infocult's Draculablog possible.
It's as if Infocult occupies a quiet corner of the shambling web, persistently chronicling dread and horror, kept afloat by my obsessions and those of some friends. And that's fine.
Thank you for fifteen terrifying years, friends. Onward!
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