Cherry Radford

Completely different from what I normally post but this really grabbed me. It's Kurt Vonnegut recounting a conversation with his wife when he had to leave the house to get an envelope. I think it cuts to the heart of what we might call "the inconvenience of convenience". To a large extent, technology-powered modernity is a genie that can't be put back in the bottle. It has a life of its own and even though we created it, the best we can hope to do is clumsily guide it to improve our lives, and even that's probably a pipe dream. Most likely, we just need to hold on for the ride and hope our Frankenstein creation doesn't end up killing us. I don't think it's coincidence that depression, anxiety, and a deep sense of collective malaise seems to be most prevalent the most modern, affluent societies. (And just to tangentially relate this to what I normally post about, I think these absurdist new age religions that are springing up -specifically gender ideology - is a direct reflection of this malaise. I believe it's a cry for help from a species that has lost its way). I think as technology continues to change our lives in unprecedented ways, our only hope as a species is to not forget where we came from and who we are - just a band of intelligent, highly social hairless apes, who derive meaning from life primarily from "meaningless" social interactions with each other - and remember that many of the things that might seem "inconvenient" to us are actually the very things that make us human.