A product of its own kairos, "Not a Cosmic Convergence" was performed at the Computers and Writing Conference in Gainesville, Florida, in May 1998, by the Myka Players.  
 

Since the Myka Players are otherwise engaged and thus cannot perform  "Not ... Convergence" for Kairos readers, we invite readers to perform it themselves. To do that, readers would probably want to read the parts belonging to all the players. These roles include the following.  

One player acted as Stage Manager.  In the Kairos text, we cannot hear the Manager's directions, of course; we can only see them--in black Courier 12.  These directions cue readers--letting us know when a new visual is about to appear and, as important perhaps, where it will appear on the screen. Each visual has its own caption, of course, that itself comments in some way on the points under discussion.  

Two players, represented here in teal and purple, carry what we might be tempted to call the primary dialogue--focused (more or less) on rhetoric, on poetics, on textualities. Sometimes these players agree with each other; as often, not.  

As you'll notice, however, there are several other voices, and these were all performed by another two players. Their voices appear in brown, black, orange, and (would you call it "forest"?) green text. Sometimes these texts complement the primary dialogue, commenting on, illustrating, or extending. But two of the voices--the one in red and the one in blue--are developing their own relationship.  

All these voices--in concert with yours--compose this text. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

We're interested to know what you make of all this. 
 

Please join us at the cast party, after the text. 

Oh yeah, we also had a handout, called "Courier 12." But it's pretty retro, as the title suggests. 
 

For readers keeping score, a works cited list is available.

We made up the name "Myka Players" when we got there. But I digress: it was a live performance, you were saying. . .  
 

(Oh, sure they would ... muffled laughter offstage) 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The changing fonts and colors are there because we don't want you to worry about the names--who (i.e., which RL person) is saying what. These were people playing roles, not speaking for themselves.  
(Well, not necessarily.)  
 

Changing what was a script (with visuals projected behind the players) to a webtext changes many things. It's not academic performance art anymore, and you might be tempted to read it as a linear text. That might be a mistake. But, make of it what you will, we hope you enjoy it as an experiment in writing/reading. We enjoyed building it. 
 
 
 

It does sort of speak for itself.   ;-)  

One thing, though: who gets to put this on their vita?