ESSAYS

THE ALLEGORY OF THE VIRTUAL REALITY HEADSET

April 13, 2015

 

One of the upcoming technology trends will focus heavily on virtual reality by essentially strapping a television set to our heads and giving us the ability to walk around inside it. However, it doesn’t stop there. These new devices like the recent Oculus Rift VR, will soon also detect a user’s body movement and it won’t be long until people are able to experience virtual worlds that seem very similar to our own. Plato’s Allegory of the Cave may then no longer be an allegory but an actual reality.

 

In our VR lives we will identify with our avatars (digital personas) and its many accomplishments. Everyone will have a role to play or the whole thing falls apart. There is no straying from the pack. The avatars get virtual badges for visiting places just like we used to with that Foursquare app years ago. Some participants even become presidents and kings of VR countries. Many have VR families and even jobs in the VR world so they can earn virtual currency and buy virtual rewards. It all seems so real! 

 

But just like any good story, all VR lives must come to an end some day, and oh, how they fear that day of reckoning when one must unplug and come out of their VR sleep. This day of unplugging hangs over their heads heavily; a virtual demise is guaranteed. No one is allowed to stay in their VR life forever, not even the most “successful" roles in the VR world. 

 

Many of the players have forgotten they are not real; that they are only digital avatars in a digital program. For them even worse than being unplugged someday is the thought of not being real. They’ve become so identified with their avatar that any possibility of being something other than their avatar seems utterly impossible. Anything beyond the VR world feels like a void, an empty black hole. "What’s the point of going back to such emptiness?" they think to themselves. "How could I possibly survive without that which I now am? How could I leave after having invested so much!" 

 

Many of the avatars panic and look for a solution, any solution—anything for a little peace of mind. This creates a whole new set of roles in the VR world. There are priests, rabbis, shamans, monks, nuns, gurus, scientists, talk show hosts and many more self-proclaimed truth sayers. They’ve devised elaborate stories with many doors. Some of those doors, they tell believers, are not to be opened. The believers agree without question—anything to quell the dreaded fear they hold inside. 

 

Meanwhile, the avatars go on with their VR lives applying layers of meaning and significance to it. They form groups and devise political structures, rules and governments within the VR. They begin to design and build products from VR stuff and sell them along with other services to other avatars. Some of these businessmen accumulate a great amount of virtual goods, making their eventual demise even more painful to accept. “It’s all ether!” one avatar proclaimed as he was sadly leaving the VR world. There are even philosophers who write important treatises on the nature of VR and circulate their ideas like user guides. In all these ways and many more, the avatars become entrenched. New avatars are simply told “this is the way it's always been” and are quickly assimilated. 

 

“But it all seemed so real!” proclaimed one of the users after returning from what seemed like decades in the VR world. It’s always the same comment no matter who goes through it. "Real is what is perceived to be real,” is my usual non-response. In a few days they’ll be back for another session, another life. They always do. They always come back.