By JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER
My daily use of technological communication has been shaping me into someone more likely to forget others. The flow of water carves rock, a little bit at a time. And our personhood is carved, too, by the flow of our habits.
The more distracted we become, and the more emphasis we place on speed at the expense of depth, the less likely and able we are to care.
Each step “forward” has made it easier, just a little, to avoid the emotional work of being present, to convey information rather than humanity.
I worry that the closer the world gets to our fingertips, the further it gets from our hearts.
Being attentive to the needs of others might not be the point of life, but it is the work of life. It can be messy, and painful, and almost impossibly difficult. But it is not something we give. It is what we get in exchange for having to die.