You think you’re immune. From the pull, the energy, that sucks you forth, awaiting the moment when you can no longer resist its charms and you become one. WTF am I talking about? I’m talking about getting so addicted to our gadgets that we won’t ever be able to break away. Who am I kidding? We already can’t. The war is over. Technology won.
You think I’m kidding? I’m not. It’s no longer about us getting into technology but, rather, technology getting into us, seeping into our neural landscape, the threads being rewired to accommodate the Conversion: Man Into Machine. Your f-ing kid already refuses to ever go outdoors again. Coincidence?
F*ck yeah, we find ourselves in a truly exciting, and accelerating, time in history. But do ENOUGH of us ever stop to think of the implications? To wonder, and explore, what our roles are in the great conversion we’re taking part in? Or are we forever lost in our screens, fumbling for the next text message? Which leads to The Guy Report of the Day:
Drug Dealing Driver vs. Bicyclist.
Seriously, if you think the real drug is drugs, you’ve got another thing coming to ya. P.S. Looking for a new dealer. Preferable mode of transportation: skateboard.
