The rain, you said,
Was too common.
Later, you blamed the leaves
For hanging on too long,
And snow, the burden
Of the shoeless.
Lightening, you affirmed, gently,
The storm’s revenge,
For my month’s silence.
Most people probably associate modernism with state-of-the-art technology. We have obviously come a long way from the dial phone to the Smart Phone; from the tv console to the flat screen; from the wait-to-have-your-photos-developed to an instant iPhone video that can be utubed all over the world. And now we can just go to our Kindle and Nook and place an order for our daily newspaper, our favorite magazine, and whatever novel is on the New York Times Best Seller list.
Did I mention going to Amazon.com or Netflix to buy, rent, or stream a movie?
In so many ways, technology has also been the great class leveler. It has produced new social-conversation sources like Facebook and Twitter, venues that all levels of society can hook into. And any American (some would say “fool”) can respond to an article online, reinventing the sometimes scary notion that “everybody has a right to an opinion.” Continue reading