There was a time where I thought my career was going to be in that sparkling sugarplum factory known as “computers,” but reading columns like this one by Robert J. Samuelson has convinced me that my career in “journalism” is much more suited to my desire to string lots of curmudgeonly words together and get paid for it. This week’s insightful column? “A Cell Phone? Never for Me.” You fight that power, Samuelson. (I especially like the part where he notes that he has also “resisted ATM cards, laptops, and digital cameras.” This is the part where Zombie Thoreau puts down his cell phone and slaps the wax out of him.)
So that’s journalism, I guess. I can’t wait until I’m old and can write columns for Newsweek like, “What’s Up With Mustard?” and “Holo Porn? It’s 2D for Me.”
Read – A Cell Phone? Never for Me. [Newsweek]
