Hard to believe, I know.
The reality of people without computers seems obvious, and yet seeing it played out on tv presented a novel, if not foreign ideal. For 8 hours a day I sit in a chair and stare at a glowing screen. Sometimes I read off of the screen and sometimes I type things into it. Then I come home and stare at my personal glowing screen. If I had a good commute I type "I had a good commute" as a "status update" in hope others will see it. They will ingest the information I presented and regurgitate a "status update" of their own about whatever inane thing they happen to be doing.
Does any of this strike you as odd? 50 years ago people A) wore fancy gloves to parties and B) did things for the pure sake of doing things. They lived one life. There was no internet persona to worry about. No message boards. No twitpics. If you took a walk in the park it was to experience a park, not to type something witty/crass/ironic/sarcastic/enlightening in the desperate hope someone out there who happens to also be staring into their personal glowing box finds you witty/crass/ironic/sarcastic/enlightening.
Inspired by the show I decided to try to live a simpler life.*
My incredibly wise and beautiful sister in law sets goals a month at a time. One month she will go gluten free. One month she won't watch tv. One month she'll go to sleep at 10 every night. It's both a way of testing herself and freeing herself.
So this months goal? Not to be a slave to the internet, and facebook more specifically. I'm going to live one life and enjoy every second of it. Might even have to buy one of those crazy "notebooks" I hear people used to type on... err... write on... err whatever.
*And I'm posting this proclamation on a blog website. Please click here for details.
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