Does anybody even remember the term “Information Superhighway” any more? Do you remember a pre-global warming, pre-divorce, skinny Al Gore and his dubious claims on inventing the Internet? We were told about having the world’s knowledge at our finger tips. The Internet would free information and provide the most egalitarian way to get to knowledge previously limited to inhabitants of ivory towers. But what happened? The story of the last ten years unfolds almost like a moralistic tale. Like Midas and his golden touch or like the Genie from Arabian nights and their granting of life wishes that destroy lives.
We don’t learn any more. We bookmark. We don’t read any more, we skim. We don’t discuss any more, we forward links to points, and another set of links to counter points, followed by links for the conclusion. When we do decide to comment, it is a comment made in character, stereotypical.
We all live in an echo chamber of our stereotype. Our voices bounce off the walls, and are magnified by those of our peers, also of our stereotype. These voices then pour out of the mouth of the chamber and as an atonal roar that clashes with those coming out of other chambers. We are here, shouting at one another, but not bothering to understand why or what we are shouting for. We like shouting because it is what we do, our slogans are what define us.