My p.c. crashed a few weeks ago. Died. Breathed its last. The funeral is Tuesday.
And with that, my old manner of news consumption perished too. Out went the nytimes.com, the Huffington Post, and a bizillion other news-sites; in went the Chicago Tribune, a few-too-many pilfered Wall Street Journals, and a limited selection of quality media.
Naturally, my other online activities virtually disappeared. As you might notice (and celebrate), my postings on this blog became far less frequent. So too did the writing on my other blog over at True/Slant — for which I’m actually paid to do, but still lack the sufficient motivation to drag myself to a freshman-heavy library to post.
But this experience has been far from harrowing. In fact, it’s been revelatory. Perhaps not transcendental, but still, influential.
I now read full newspaper articles, with an eye on comprehension and thoroughness. Instead of an itchy mouse-finger, I now utilize a relaxed full-arm broadsheet page-turn. Although I know less facts, per se, I am much more capable of engaging in a meaningful conversation about politics, sports, and music.
Aside from current events, my experience of literature (scholastic or leisurely) has been greatly enhanced. It’s now much easier to fully immerse myself in the worlds of Joseph Conrad, Norman Maclean, and even A. A. Milne.
Perhaps I’m an outlier — I still lack one of those “facebook” things, and generally distrust anything connected with ‘digital media.’ But I maintain that even the most plugged-in Gen Y-er would benefit from a week’s unpaid vacation from the Interwebs.
Give it a try.