An Ode To You, My Online LoveFunny how this on-line cyber world plays out. An alternate universe. No, alternate dimension. My thinking is the Internet in bloom is somewhere around 20 of robust life. Its pervasiveness less. We, young and old, are defining it, understanding and defining it culture, rules and, most important, it's vast potential upside and downside. Startling.
Think about it. In just a decade newspapers, travel agencies, retail shopping and a host of other activities we took for granted have forever changed . . . businesses, industry and every man's thinking incomprehensibly changed.
I think many other bastions will fall. The town library needs to adapt otherwise will quickly become obsolete. Rather than read the morning newspaper like dad did... yesterday's news printed in ink on the chewed up pulp of a forest . . . by 7:30 a.m. With a ridiculously priced room service morning coffee, I've already scanned Salon, The Guardian, Al Jazeera (with a quick story jump to the Jerusalem Post; imagine a marker in Al Jazeera citing the J.P.!) and, of course, The New York Times. Breaking news. Read what i want. And I don't have to recycle that wood pulp paper. The Times in trouble after 150 years?
Change or die.
Funny how pleasing you, playing, imagining, building upon stories and the images the brain conjures up in this alternate dimension of careening electrons, is so, so pleasing to me. For just me the Internet has brought you.