I have been hesitant to write about this particular dystopian alternative for over a year, because in order for my fears of data mining to come true, our society will have to continue on our current trajectory of rampant consumption and growth at all costs.
So, I’m beginning to think I’m the only true extrovert I know any more. That’s an issue, because extroverts are a superior race and I’m feeling a bit isolated from my people.
Okay, so that might be a bit much, but the real issue here is that the world of technology is catered towards those who turn inward for support, rather than outward.
This is a rare instrument made simply by cutting a notch into dried Euclonia Maxima seaweed, which is shown in its natural state in the image below. The artist, known by South Africans as the “music man” gives an unbelievable performance.
Today, I’m going to share with you a secret. One of the best ideas I have ever had. I’m trusting that you will use it wisely.
I‘ve been reading a lot about why millennials resist advertising, and how different generations have responded to it. If advertising doesn’t work on our generation, then it must have worked on previous generations. There has to be a bar worth comparing us to.
Having taken my thoughts to a close group of friends to look over and (potentially) destroy, several counterpoints to my hypothesis on Our Relationship to Learning have arisen that I think warrant a response.
Consider this response to the advantages of harnessing human questioning over Internet questioning.
What might be the most important [advantage] is that you get human-to-human contact and connection, which is becoming harder and harder to find in this day and age. That personal touch, that human connection is one of the only things that keeps us from flat out becoming computers, and one of the only things that makes being human preferable to being a computer.
I put my suspicions to a test. I did not sleep. I did not eat. I didn’t clip my nails or wash my face, or do anything that fell under that category of human maintenance. Weeks went by, or at least I thought they did, but my stomach never rumbled and my eyes never grew heavy.
The inspiration for this website comes from an auspicious place, often seen as a part of the Internet others would loathe to identify as muse. Yes, dear reader, this website was inspired by a repost.
I often wrestle with the more spiritual aspects of reality. It causes me great internal frustration to see my friends and society at large discount spirituality in favor of reductionism.
Did you know Amherst College was named after the man who first concocted the idea to distribute smallpox infested blankets to the Native Americans? Just some food for thought.
Could it not be contrived to send the small pox among the disaffected tribes of Indians? We must on this occasion use every stratagem in our power to reduce them. – Jeffery Amherst