Oh! My! God! That’s what the kids say when they aren’t saying POS (Parent! Over! Shoulder!).
I read an interesting article in Salon. And yes, I am aware of the irony, which will become apparent to you soon. I’m going to quote a bit of it here.
“Let’s see, so the digital revolution led us all to this: a gigantic, commercial, high school reunion/mall filthy with insipid tabloid trivia, populated by perpetually distracted, texting, tweeting demi-humans. Yes, the information age truly is every bit as glorious and special as everyone predicted it would be!”
and more …
“Combating distraction, it’s not as easy as just turning off your e-mail program. You turn off your e-mail program, it’s not your e-mail program that complains, it’s your friends, it’s your boss, it’s your bills. You know, ‘Where’s that report?’ ‘Why haven’t you answered your e-mail?’ ‘Are you mad at me?’ You can’t do this in isolation. If you’re going to deal with the problem of distraction it’s something that we’re all going to have to deal with together.”
This essay, written by someone involved in the Internet revolution, as I have been to a lesser extent, is so perfect I just want to ask everyone to read it.