Rachel Rabbitt White, Poet
We’ve spent years caught on digital hamster wheels, silently wandering through our most basic states: angry, jealous, needing acceptance. It’s almost endearing, in a tragic way, the fact that we are driven by such a human and vulnerable need – to be liked.
Our continued adoption of the Internet, when we realize that it is making us spiritually degenerate, is shameful. After all, there are still other forms of communication, ways to find and share information, art, jokes and entertainment (if that’s social media). I’m no tech futurist, so I’m not good at predictions, but I’d say it’s hard not to have a New York Public Library card in 2023. I just got one. I can only hope it saves me further embarrassment.
