Sep
07
2010
0

“My boy, we’re pilgrims in an unholy land”

Y’know, at some point, I think Godwin’s Law must break down and drawing comparisons to the Nazis becomes legitimate. And I’m not 100% sure that heaping books into piles and lighting them on fire is that point… but it has to be awfully close, if not.

I wonder what hateful, pygmy-brained, bigoted angry mobs will do in the future if printed books go completely out of fashion. Thinking about it, the idea of a bunch of dimwitted haters downloading copies of some text that offends them to their electronic slates, then stacking them up and lighting them on fire is kind of amusing. I can’t help smiling at the thought of realization slowly creeping over them, as they watch their entire media libraries sizzle and fry, and choke on the toxic smoke released by the various hazardous components being incinerated.

Aug
26
2010
0

And another thing!

Admittedly, getting wound up over the remarks of somebody like Dan Tapscott is probably a bit like getting wound up over the remarks of Tom Friedman, Richard Florida or Faith Popcorn. Nincompoops selling half-baked pseudo-insightful drivel; shouldn’t I just ignore them?

Perhaps, yes. I would do so more readily, however, were it not just journalistic-sweatshop hacks who have to fill space on news portal sites and in business magazines paying attention to their brand of fluff.

Unfortunately this sort of starry-eyed gosh-wow new-economy-technology-future-go dogma has seeped into conventional wisdom without anyone ever questioning it. In reading a CBC interview with Tapscott the other day, I was struck by his perfect, if obviously unintentional, summarization of this mindset and how utterly barking mad it is: (more…)

Aug
21
2010
0

“I’m sorry Dave, I can not do that”

The one feature that neither Google, nor Apple, nor Facebook nor the Kindle nor any of them will ever offer:

Dialog box for opting out of the future

“One man alone… cannot fight the future.”

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