People born in 1978 have seen the accumulation of 90% of the world’s information at the age of 30.
None of us are any the wiser.
The information age has created the age of cynicism. Spam and credit reports, a lifetime of free viagra if you just click HERE. A million Euros in exchange for your social security number. Wire money to my private bank account in
“I love you” is a text message.
Google and Twitters are verbs.
When I came back from Peace Corps in 2005, I found myself overwhelmed by technology. Two years without glowing screens and twittering communications had made me a tech dinosaur. When I saw the "I love you" text message already installed in my phone, everyone seemed so infinitely far away even though they were just one click from my screen.
And now, I twitter, I blog, I google, I facebook. My verbage is riddled with vocabulary courtesy of the World Wide Web.
I notice that communication is so dense, so vast that information now disappears into a black hole of crisscrosses: "Did you get my email?" "Did you see Mike's Facebook status?" "Did you know we have a meeting at noon?"
Overcommunication, information abundance.
Could plenty be scarcity?