As a matter of fact, based on my work experience there, I would say it hates them. This is amazing enough, but even more amazing is the fact that the people affected by this didn’t seem to notice it. They had believed that technology would save the world for so long, that the idea of criticizing it seemed like a heresy – which, in reality, it was. A heresy against the dominant religion of the time. Which was even more dominant than any time in the past because this religion only exists in the collective unconscious.
I am sitting here, reading over my opening paragraph. It doesn’t seem too bad. My life in the past few months, in the coffee country of Costa Rica, has been a process of unlearning the lessons I learned in high-tech America. One lesson I have learned is that no one is interested in the amazing things I have learned. I seem to be living in a world of my own.
For example, I have listened to an amazing course, from the Teaching Company, of Christianity in the Reformation Era. This formative event has been turned into a fantasy, which varies depending on the group telling it. The result is not what happened at all – but who cares!
I do, and I wonder what kind of Wonderland I have been born into.
I am also listening to Oliver Twist, and here again I am transported into another era, the Victorian. The audible book is excellent, and I am sure Dickens, if he were still alive, would be pleased with it. But no one else is interested, because it says too much – about us and about them. Over and over, I am struck by two things: how much they liked to read and write, and how much time they had to do this. And one more thing: how much they were interested in people – of all kinds, from the best to the worst.
An entirely different world!