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At the (high) risk of sounding (very) old.

  “A white blank page, and a swelling rage.” You, you and you, out there! You need rehab! I do too!  A little box that casts a spell over your mind, you are always obsessed with it. Waiting for it to make a little beep, blare out your favourite tune this week or to wink at you. Your main objective throughout your waking and non-waking hours is to keep it dry, warm, charged and safe. So that you may ignore your family and friends to chase trains and hack fruits. So that you may pay 10 times your monthly rent just to hold it in your greedy paws. The bigger, the better. Slimmer is finer. Anything works, as long as it is outrageously ‘cool’.  I’m scared for my children. Things like pollution and the earth running out of resources don’t worry me as much. Far though the day is, when it comes, I wonder who my kids will ‘play’with? I definitely will throw them out of the house every evening to go outside and play. No wii, tv or whatever gadget has been invented by then. But