Apparently phone addicts get hooked on the repetitious movement of tiny images and lose control of their eyes the way a junkie loses control of her limbs.
Every day we all do it together because we’re all part of the same system. Civilization is a group effort. I couldn’t be a writer without you.
It took a while for me to get used to posting pictures of myself, but I quickly learned that people will scroll past blocks of text. I’m a writer. I don’t exist if you don’t read me.
I’d like to see a nightly news program performed by the Sesame Street characters. Having plush puppets deliver the news could reduce my anxiety.
I should have chum controls on my browser with a pop-up box that warns, “Don’t You Have Something Better To Do?”
I know I should fear an algorithm that doesn’t know the difference between rugs and shoes, but I’m addicted to eye candy.