Wau!!! Iiiiiiiiiii!!! |
A
serious question is if we can jump off this wagon heading where we
really do not want to end.
How
fast are we approaching destination?
Any
stops on the way?
Can
we get off?
a)
journey is too fast and too pleasant
b)
we travel first class
c)
all my friends are on this train
d)
everybody loves me on this train
If
you check surrounding countryside, you may notice we are already
there. We can do a simple experiment. Send a tweet to your loving
partner, standing next to you, watching amazing sunset. “Iiiiiiii,
fab sunset!!!” When you see your partner googling for pics of fab
sunsets, you'll know destination Stupidityville has been reached.
Is
it so bad?
No.
It's
worse.
I've
seen ghost of George Orwell, watching this train taking humanity into
oblivion, crying helplessly. And all the artists, writers, poets,
even two philosophers..., they simply couldn't get the meaning of
Ha!!!, Wau!!!, Iiiiiiii... and similar eloquent onomatopoetic
expressions, that denote all the mysterious depths of our souls
today.
There
is a proposal of an EU / USA directive to throw certain types of
heretics on e-stakes and burn them.
The
worst and most dangerous to our brave new world are:
Individuals
soaking in different shades of green in their garden, while listening
to crying of Mark Knopfler's Fender Stratocaster guitar...
Crazy
highlanders, enjoying the snow covered paths in the Alps or sipping
mocha under palm trees in a small, medieval Mediterranean coastal
town and relishing the good company...
Maniacs
willing to read a book after book, taking a walk after walk, a
road-trip after road-trip, still operating on the weird assumptions
that best interface for human to human interaction are fingers
touching fingers, not the screen...
Somehow,
I've never been a devoted fan of big crowds. Either yelling at
football matches, screaming with a bunch of illiterate
revolutionaries, posting five times a day stupidities on antisocial
networks, crowding on a Rio de Janeiro beaches...
Joining
hordes of e-community for the sake of being e-compatible with
society? No, thank you.
A
few trusted friends, some good, old immorality, some wise cats to
remind me of priorities in life, some good dives, some chili in my
meals, some shameless waste of time – and life makes sense.
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