On more occasions than not, after getting tanked up on Gin Tonics and red wine and listening to Iggy and New Order most of the evening, my friend Karla and I will end up listening to Elvis’ “In The Ghetto” and ABBA’s “The Winner Takes it all” – don’t ask. Yesterday was different though, since …
I’ve always felt that technology is us. Technology are us. In the 1950s, all the sci-fi stories were about how dehumanizing technology was and how soul-destroying. But in fact, it’s an extension of us. I’m talking to you on the phone, the phone is an extension of my ear and my voice, to that extension …
