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Data pollution

Posted 02-28-2010 at 01:59 PM by sweetiepie
Updated 02-28-2010 at 02:06 PM by sweetiepie

All this electronic media flushes my brain. I'm ADD and I feel poisoned all the time. That's why I have to write. It's so loud in my head, I have to shout thoughts against the vomitous chaos, and there can be no peace. It is a war between sound and noise. Life left silence for death.

I just watched the princess bride again and what stood out this time was the true-love-story where the lady tells the farm boy what to do and the farm boy says "as you wish". You don't see a lot of ladies on farms anymore. More likely to find them on buzzing about a mall or a club or the internet, where not talking is equivalent to not existing. The greatest communication technologies to date do nothing for silent communion. And "as you wish" is a pretty retarded facebook status comment.

(And what about Audre? Didn't we have peace? You'd think I could love her for just that. How did I lose it? Was it the thunder of other women's hooves? Or just the necessary and sufficient message of one possible probable hen? If I need to save myself I must need another to save me too.)

I've been tutoring advanced math, which means I've been studying it. It's more righteous than actuarial science, but it's still a hub of nonsense and sense. It's a less dirty city, but it's still a city, and maybe I want a wilderness or even a cave. I've been studying and also reading DH Lawrence while undergoing an 'experimental pain study' at the hospital. (Can you believe that an experimental pain study should be a breath of fresh air? In my life it is.) And you know that guy is always going on about the colliers and their dismal unscience, about finding beauty in industrial waste. And you know what? At least all the dirt and smog in that modern air doesn't clog their dumb brains. I mean to say, I decided that if I don't get these jobs I've applied for, I'm going to look hard into becoming an industrial worker for a while. I know I need to begin my actuarial career soon, or never, but you know what, screw any lesser brain-work. Let me try enslaving my body for a change. See what happens if I can turn some of this sense and nonsense away from my door.
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