Dreaming of Information Addiction
I’m browsing the web.
Obviously.
I’m ALWAYS browsing the web, even when I’m sinking knee-deep in design, or sitting at a relative’s place faking polite interest (sometimes on my phone, other times in my head).
I’m constantly reading online, feeling sorry for myself because I can’t read faster, or remember more of what I read. I skim and scan, often mindlessly, just to close the current tab and go to the next.
I bookmark sites, clip away phrases, and crave my childhood ability to memorize great chapters, great books, great sentences. I still remember the books I memorized when I was 10. I don’t remember the sentence I tried to get myself to memorize last night.
The digital scatterbrain. That is I.
I know everything. Just give me a second to google it. I know nothing. I do know it’s somewhere online.
It’s 12:12, and I’m facing my daily challenge of shutting down. Not before I share this link with you though, which is why I decided to write this post in the first place.
It’s called “Overhearing the Internet“, and it was written in 1993. I was eight years old, a year shy of discovering my addiction to MS Encarta, and four years shy of logging on.
An excerpt:
“Thus the answer to Big Question #4–Will the Net alter the very metaphysics of human existence?–is: not really. The attraction of cyberspace isn’t so much that it radically transforms human interaction as that it leaves the feeling of interaction intact.”
Fifteen years on, the answer to Big Question #4 is a FAIL.
As a bonus, the link also has a much more FAILish article about the digital smiley.

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