Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Informing Ourselves To Death
"'One should, each day, try to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it is possible, speak a few reasonable words.'" -- Goethe
I was going to write a blog entry on my reasons for unsubscribing (or, rather, going nomail) on so many of the email loops I'm involved in. There are a lot of reasons, really, but the primary one is information overload. If the email comes in, I, having no self-control whatsoever, felt compelled to read it. So I went cold-turkey (with a few exceptions) and it's been rather remarkable: I've read a ton of books lately, organized my study, got caught up on filing, outlined a book, spent a ton of time with my kiddo, decorated for Christmas, baked Christmas cookies (instead of freaking out over a deadline as is my usual holiday approach to life), had lunch with friends, and, you know, generally had a life. And got my work done too.
I tell you, it's like a little miracle.
So I was going to wax poetic about information overload and stepping back from the computer, et cetera et cetera.
Then I stumbled across this article, and while it's not exactly on point, it's close enough that I simply had to refer to it. Besides, any article/speech that quotes Pogo, Goethe and Socrates simply must be shared: Informing Ourselves To Death
Hope it makes you think as much as it did me. (And will just ignore the irony of the fact that I'm distributing this link via computer, shall we?)
I was going to write a blog entry on my reasons for unsubscribing (or, rather, going nomail) on so many of the email loops I'm involved in. There are a lot of reasons, really, but the primary one is information overload. If the email comes in, I, having no self-control whatsoever, felt compelled to read it. So I went cold-turkey (with a few exceptions) and it's been rather remarkable: I've read a ton of books lately, organized my study, got caught up on filing, outlined a book, spent a ton of time with my kiddo, decorated for Christmas, baked Christmas cookies (instead of freaking out over a deadline as is my usual holiday approach to life), had lunch with friends, and, you know, generally had a life. And got my work done too.
I tell you, it's like a little miracle.
So I was going to wax poetic about information overload and stepping back from the computer, et cetera et cetera.
Then I stumbled across this article, and while it's not exactly on point, it's close enough that I simply had to refer to it. Besides, any article/speech that quotes Pogo, Goethe and Socrates simply must be shared: Informing Ourselves To Death
Hope it makes you think as much as it did me. (And will just ignore the irony of the fact that I'm distributing this link via computer, shall we?)
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