Monday, August 23, 2010

week 3 reflection

We are living under pressure of technology. Technology is driving people into a crazy unreal world. We obviously depend too much on them to the point that we are afraid of living without them. We cannot even think of ourselves socializing without technology. It is true to say that we are a part of technology. Did we invent it or it invent us? I suppose,  both ways are correct.
Interestingly,some of us, thought that the world will be collapsed if there were no more technology devices like today.
Personally i have found that technologies makes us lazier to communicate: my housemates text or call each other to go downstairs to have dinner even though we live in the same house and it just takes 30 seconds to go upstairs and knock on doors, or maybe they could just call one another's names. So it makes me to raise some questions: what is the point of communication? Are technologies for lazy people who love  such awkward convenience? Do we create means of communication to anti-communication? Or in other words, there are more and more means of communication but there is nothing to communicate. Are we this ridiculous having no such thing called~ emotion~ to talk face to face and interact with one another like we are supposed to do?
"Technology... is a queer thing. It brings you great gifts with one hand, and it stabs you in the back with the other." (Carrie Snow)...It, in the first place, makes you feel so good that finally you figure out that it actually not that good and you lose yourself in the middle of imagination of another space-world.
The born of writing as an useful tool in our communication can be seen as technology as it is written in the text. As a poet myself, I am addicted to writing. I do see the danger of  my addiction because sometimes, i feel like i am being abused by it. It takes so much of my time that i forget other things around. So i think, we'd better know the our limits while using technologies and balance our space with its virtual space which very much confuses us from time to time.

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