Starting often at five am, the next hour seems to be nine in the morning. Four hours–not one–have gone by. This is where the anti-computerists point fingers as a loss in life time; a meaningless gap stolen from something more needfully done in that space.
No, I say. As a writer, I’m reading and writing. But there is more to this, I think. It, I would argue, is a valuable weapon against the more uselessly spent time of waiting.
Waiting is wasted time. I think that it has become obvious to me that time spent on my laptop or desk pc flies faster. Yes, four hours are crammed within the space of one in the mind. Think what an hour in a doctor’s waiting room means, and then compute the computer time–fifteen minutes. A more reasonable time to be waiting, I’m sure, and productive as well.
Yes, we can manipulate time. We just fail to recognize that the technology of the computer has broken this barrier.
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