Analog as resistance. That's nice. I don't think people growing up with internet will share this attachment to print, to the old and less convenient ways of transmitting ideas. I wonder about the kinds of intelligence that we're breeding now: somebody who flicks between multiple tweets and RSS feeds and browser tabs while flipping off text messages to friends and whatever it is The Kids are into these days–how does this hypothetical-but-probably-real person process information and structure thoughts? Sure, they're not designed to read a 10,000-word New Yorker feature, but what are the contexts in which they'd kick my arse?

Resist? There was already so much crap to question, to push aside, to fight against before the “digital revolution.” As things speed up, we almost have to speed up with them, if only to stay alert, to keep asking the questions and rebuffing the nonsense fast enough.

(Mizera, la kolombo mortita…)

Also it is sad to admit, but now is the lonely time on this lonely planet.. lots of people have lots of peeps to spread texts, hungry for connection, thirsty for attention, dying for being cared to avoid feeling alone or even lonely, seeking more than a quicky sex can sastisfy the one to fill up the empty space inside of our mind, heart or somewhere even dark that nobody even wants to find it out about. Yes, it is so digital, men.

Analog as resistance. That's nice. I don't think people growing up with internet will share this attachment to print, to the old and less convenient ways of transmitting ideas. I wonder about the kinds of intelligence that we're breeding now: somebody who flicks between multiple tweets and RSS feeds and browser tabs while flipping off text messages to friends and whatever it is The Kids are into these days–how does this hypothetical-but-probably-real person process information and structure thoughts? Sure, they're not designed to read a 10,000-word New Yorker feature, but what are the contexts in which they'd kick my arse?

Resist? There was already so much crap to question, to push aside, to fight against before the “digital revolution.” As things speed up, we almost have to speed up with them, if only to stay alert, to keep asking the questions and rebuffing the nonsense fast enough.

(Mizera, la kolombo mortita…)