It's becoming increasingly clear to me that this new society of communication between intelligent machines is making us dumber.
I know that's not the case for
you, dear reader; but
it is for me, and probably
for many around you—I fear it's for too many, judging by what I've observed in
my moments of unhealthy envy, when I spy on others, waiting for them to neglect
their phones so I can steal them! Give me a second to finish updating my phone
and I'll continue with my story. Please, hold on a minute¡ Thanks for your
company!
If a hungry, brain-eating Martian
were to come to Earth in search of food, I'm sure it would advise against
invading our planet, given the risk of food poisoning that ingesting our brains
would pose to its people.
Wherever our visitor stopped, it
would see bewildered souls, half-dazed, half-drooling, their eyes glued to
glaring screens. It would immediately observe how we, the bewildered, respond
to the auditory commands and visual cues emanating from those screens: by
touching them with a finger, uttering guttural sounds, or gaping in amazement.
Ours is a breve new world, no doubt...
