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Screen Attention Disorder
Dog looks at pointing finger.
Full disclosure: I am 67 years old and am now able to receive all the benefits of being a senior citizen, including the official Misanthropic Curmudgeon Certificate which is framed and hanging, in honor of the sacred place where Martin Luther had his epiphanies, above my toilet.
The following is not a dissertation. More so it is a rant in the tradition of I’m Mad As Hell And I’m Not Going To Take This Anymore, from the movie “Network”.
But since I am writing this, not making a video for YouTube, the anger will be a bit more diffused, and any Answers, any in-depth plans for corrective action, will be left wandering around the hallways.
“That’s right folks, Don’t touch that dial.”
— Frank Zappa (I Am The Slime)
While that movie was focused primarily on television, we now also have its interactive version on our computers — as well as those ubiquitous prisoner tracking monitors called smartphones.
The brain gardeners planted the Tube as a seed when I was very young. With the advent of digital fertilizer there was no stopping that Screen Weed from permeating every acre of our culture…
