Okay, I don’t work for NASA [photo courtesy of], but sometimes I feel I’ve been transported into a semi-alien future.
Consider this photo -
That’s the inside of an “air-bus” I rode from a most southern U.S. state to a most northern. In 2.5 hours. On each seat-back is a sort of window to another world. And you can choose what world you want to view.
That’s nuts. Which isn’t to say I’m against it. Just that . . . well, it only makes full sense if you’ve grown accustomed to it. I hope I never grow fully accustomed to it.
With these perceptions am I showing my age? Would a twenty-something be as likely to feel like a Jetson when standing miles deep in the forest and making a phone call to a friend at a beach two continents away?
Actually, that I am against! Call me a cusp-hippy, but using a cell phone in that setting completely violates the high virtue of “Be(ing) Here Now.”
Anyway. Technology. Love it, leave it. Appreciate it, but don’t let it control you.
Amen. Now go in peace electronics.
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