Today’s post strays into a briar patch where only rabbits feel comfortable: the sense that the noise of the net is drowning the inner signal that is trying to get out of ourselves, our voice.
Here are five short screencasts that don’t even begin to scratch the high pressure stream of data that is my Internet life.
Chrome Address Bars
And what about mobile apps and YouTube channels and Roku and Chromecast and…my question to you dear readers, “Is there any controlling this giant game of “Crack the Whip” or the feeling of being a wee child tethered on the end and losing his grip?
I hope you don’t listen and watch all of the vids above. Just scrub through them and let us think about what our tech hath wrought and what we might do about it if anything.
When I get confused I write poems. They help settle the silt in the muddy glass of water. Here is one. It helped me find the signal.
Dragonfly in a Bucket
in the sheep’s
It’s not dead.
I lift it
from the water
and hold it
to the sun.