My husband is obsessed with the mob and conspiracy theories. I have to report this publicly, because this is the soundtrack that is always playing behind my blogs. You know, the music of the Sopranos and the drone of the theorists behind JFK and 911 on youtube.com. Do you think my psyche is being affected because of this? How many whackings does one witness before one is officially desensitized?
So now I'm thinking about how our lives have changed because of the Internet. It's like how the old timers I grew up under used to complain about how our lives had changed because of television. I seriously remember a time with no Internet. I completed a bachelors degree without it. I had a child without it. Now I have serious withdrawal any time I don't have access. I've been known to access it on my phone before just because I could. Serious shit.
And I'm thinking about how the job of teacher and journalism adviser has changed. I still have proportion wheels and infoscroppers and line tape and razor blades around to show students, but they are pressuring me to get rid of the expensive dark room. I love dark room: the smells, the sounds, the whole ambiance is relaxing -- something I have heretofor mentioned as one of my weaknesses. I know I could go all digital, but some things are around just for the nostalgia of it all...like the mob and conspiracy theories, I guess.
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