“When the speed of technological change is so fast, yet seemingly so innocent, we cannot comprehend its true impact. In its wake, everything blurs.”
How is it possible to preach love in a wired world where we know drones are killing civilians?
Illustration: Matt Davidson
I don’t want to know about evil/I only want to know about love. Yes, it sounds like someone has been at the bottom of the garden talking philosophy and teapots with the fairies. But a year such as the one about to end tends to ferment such thoughts.
I can’t take credit for the couplet, however. It was written by British songwriter John Martyn, who was known to having a liking for the odd reefer or three. (I saw him in concert in London years ago with a giant joint wedged into the neck of his guitar.)
But I digress. From the bottom of the garden to land’s end, metaphorically, where the time is out of joint. Shakespeare heaped the worries of the…
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