I know, I know—the map is not the territory. But try believing that after two hours immersed in Google's latest, greatest info fetish: the Google Maps satellite view. Type in an address (1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, say), call up the map, switch to satellite imaging, and suddenly you're looking down at W.'s house from close enough to turn the threat level a deep, velvety red. Scroll south with the arrow keys a tad and you're over the Washington Monument; scroll northeast long enough and soon you're over the rooftops of Lower Manhattan, peering straight down at the very Orchard Street hovel you're sitting in right now. Congratulations. You've just mastered the basics of the Web's most epistemologically fucked-up waste of time ever:... More >>>