Sunday, December 11, 2016


Is interrupting each other simply what we're meant to do? Is anyone really listening anymore? Every passing year we all seem more like those lunatics screaming over and around each other on the floor of the New York Stock Exchange.

We constantly interrupt ourselves, for god's sake. Finishing a thought in your head is nearly impossible. "The kids need new winter clothes...wait, where are my glasses...what was that she said earlier...when the hell am I ever going to find time to see Rogue One...?" And on and on, again and again, ad infinitum.

The scary thing is we're basically wired now to do this and we barely even notice. It's like somewhere along the line we were networked to our computers and devices without realizing it, and the interface is now so seamless that we don't know where the electronics end and we begin.

This is all mostly just sound and fury, signifying nothing. We're knee-deep in it now, no going back. Oh sure, we can try to go off the grid—Elvis has left the building—but then how the hell will we know what happened with Cameron, Joe, Donna, and Gordon in season three of Halt and Catch Fire?

Face it, we're fully assimilated at this point. Might as well binge-watch something, in that case.

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