I’m from an age when a floppy disk could destroy the world. Urban myth had it you could actually get arrested for carrying one (on basis it may have nuclear launch codes).
Now they don’t need an excuse. I find myself knowing to much yet knowing to little. I guess I’m that age. The future looks darker all the time and do I continue to resist the march of transhumanism, or embrace my electronic, coded, quantified future.
The world’s pretty polarised now. So far removed from the shining start I saw in 80s. Tech wise anyhow. But as I type this on a tablet I know I’m already part of the problem, for children dig in the dirt for water thousands of miles away while I contemplate my existence.
Its all kinda sad. Just keep breathing.