They called me Mr Glass
In the thirty years I have now been without sight in my right eye never once did it occur to me to make it my life’s work to develop my own bionic equivalent, so that I could come up with a catchy name and style myself as a kind of first generation Six Million Dollar Man.
Damn.
I did once contemplate asking my ocularist to make me a novelty glass eye, but it felt a bit like asking Leonardo Da Vinci to paint the bathroom ceiling. The man’s spent his life perfecting the art of concealing the fact that people have broken eyes, it seemed a little churlish to ask him to help me draw attention to the fact.
I like this Eyeborg fellow though. Hook that puppy up to the optic nerve, mix in a little augmented reality, and he might be onto something. Then all I need is a name.
Except that I already have one. I was given it at school. I think it was supposed to be hurtful, but I kind of liked it.
Cyclops .)
Tags: ocularism






July 13th, 2010 at 8:16 pm
incredible. it’s the ultimate gadget. can’t wait to see the footage they capture from it.