Madeleine Bunting:
…see the brittle, episodic
relationships which constitute many lonely lives; the disconnectedness
whereby strangers live together as neighbours, colleagues, even friends
and lovers, with little knowledge and less commitment to each other;
our preoccupation with things; our ever more desperate dependence on
stimulants from alcohol to porn.
Is it really that bad working for The Guardian?
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Oh how I long for those golden paleolithic days, before the Fall, when things were rightly disregarded. You know, things: Matter, and… and stuff. Mass, energy, the whole shooting match. A passing fad, that’s all it is.
How can she tell that our dependence on alcohol and porn is getting more desperate? I’d like her to know that my own dependence on alcohol and porn is mellowing as I age. If hers isn’t… well, maybe she’s looking at the wrong kind of porn?
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