For years I had been diving deeper into the dark hallucination of my digital life, feeling my trust eroded, in the news, the truth, the very evidence before my eyes. It was invigorating, suddenly, to take hold of something real. There is nothing more real than rock. Not when you trust your weight to it, maybe your life.
I’m hardly the first person to flee the shallows of modern life by running for the hills. “I am losing the precious days,” said John Muir, the pioneering American environmentalist and mountaineer, in 1883. “I am learning nothing in this trivial world of men. I must break away and get out into the mountains to learn the news.”
I found this brief read to be both intriguing and disheartening. It’s sobering to realize how easily we risk becoming enslaved by the very devices we’ve created—like sheep who have fashioned their own shepherds.(1) It’s thought-provoking to imagine life without a smartphone, and to ask whether, in the modern world, such a thing is even possible. Smartphones undoubtedly bring many benefits, even saving lives at times. But addiction to these devices, along with other digital technologies, has also shattered countless lives, erected walls between husbands and wives, parents and children, and stolen far too many precious hours.
For me, the answer has been strict digital moderation and complete abstinence from social media (though I still indulge occasionally in the MPU forum ).
Does this resonate with you, or am I just longing for a time when life moved at a slower, less interrupted pace?
PS. For the record, I acknowledge that the writer appears to be an addiction prone personality.
(1) Rich Cohen. 2024. What I Learned Getting Lost on America’s Backroads. WSJ. https://www.wsj.com/lifestyle/what-i-learned-getting-lost-on-americas-backroads-cefb5886