Neuromancer Part 2 summary

No class Mon Oct. 31

notes:
-Left Chiba City (travel)
-Surgery Case is able to "Jack in" to Matrix
-"Booty Traps" in Case's body- threat of losing that ability to hack
-Case can't metabolize drugs
-connects through Molly's body-able to access consciousness when she needs Panther Modern

In groups, outline the plot, as it's advanced in Part 2, " The Shopping Expedition."
-Molly and Case left Chiba City
- Case follows Molly to see her boss, Armitage.
-Armitage wants Case's hacking skill
-Case declines but Armitage told him that he he fixed Case with remember how to hack but if he doesn't work for him, the sac (mycotoxin) that was attached to his blood vessels will dissolve and affect him to like he once was before. This could be some "lie" but Case takes the opportunity.
-injected endorphin inhibitors -ending his addiction to drugs
-Scream Fist, the team that Armitage is in and who's behind the scene
-Molly sends in the group Panther Moderns to spy on Armitage about his background and who he is working for
-Meets Larry, Molly's Friend, a computer technician who doesn't really seem to like Molly hanging with Case.

Pick a section from part 2 that you find amusing.

`How you doing. Case?' He heard the words and felt her form them. She slid a hand into her jacket, a fingertip circling a nipple under warm silk. The sensation made him catch his breath. She laughed. But the link was one-way. He had no way to reply. Two blocks later, she was threading the outskirts of Memory Lane. Case kept trying to jerk her eyes toward landmarks he would have used to find his way. He began to find the passivity of the situation irritating. The transition to cyberspace, when he hit the switch, was instantaneous. He punched himself down a wall of primitive ice belonging to the New York Public Library automatically counting potential windows. Keying back into her sensorium, into the sinuous flow of muscle, senses sharp and bright. He found himself wondering about the mind he shared these sensations with. What did he know about her? That she was another professional; that she said her being, like his, was the thing she did to make a living. He knew the way she'd moved against him, earlier, when she woke, their mutual grunt of unity when he'd entered her, and that she liked her coffee black, afterward... Her destination was one of the dubious software rental com- plexes that lined Memory Lane. There was a stillness, a hush. Booths lined a central hall. The clientele were young, few of them out of their teens. They all seemed to have carbon sockets planted behind the left ear, but she didn't focus on them. The counters that fronted the booths displayed hundreds of slivers of microsoft, angular fragments of colored silicon mounted under oblong transparent bubbles on squares of white card- board. Molly went to the seventh booth along the south wall. Behind the counter a boy with a shaven head stared vacantly into space, a dozen spikes of microsoft protruding from the socket behind his ear.

`Larry, you in, man?' She positioned herself in front of him. The boy's eyes focused. He sat up in his chair and pried a bright magenta splinter from his socket with a dirty thumbnail. `Hey, Larry.' `Molly.' He nodded. `I have some work for some of your friends, Larry.' Larry took a flat plastic case from the pocket of his red sportshirt and flicked it open, slotting the microsoft beside a dozen others. His hand hovered, selected a glossy black chip that was slightly longer than the rest, and inserted it smoothly into his head. His eyes narrowed. `Molly's got a rider,' he said, `and Larry doesn't like that.' `Hey,' she said, `I didn't know you were so... sensitive. I'm impressed. Costs a lot, to get that sensitive.' `I know you, lady?' The blank look returned. `You looking to buy some softs?' `I'm looking for the Moderns.' `You got a rider, Molly. This says.' He tapped the black splinter. `Somebody else using your eyes.' `My partner.' `Tell your partner to go.' `Got something for the Panther Moderns, Larry.' `What are you talking about, lady?' `Case, you take off,' she said, and he hit the switch, in- stantly back in the matrix. Ghost impressions of the software complex hung for a few seconds in the buzzing calm of cy- berspace. `Panther Moderns,' he said to the Hosaka, removing the trodes. `Five minute précis.'

-the foreignness of of her body language
-getting closer to her with understanding her feelings and her life
-memory lane -no meaning to it -a place with antiquated history -aspect of the past
-externalization of the concept
-antiquated
-"the link was one way" (56)
-"passivity" (57)
-"Embodiment"
-Molly kind of knew? that Case was inside of her
-first experience in the book to know what Cyberspace is

In the nonspace of the matrix, the interior of a given data construct possessed unlimited subjective di- mension; a child's toy calculator, accessed through Case's Sen- dai, would have presented limitless gulfs of nothingness hung with a few basic commands.

-its the limit of the matrix
-can be wherever you want to be
-limitless gulfs of nothingness