Like I said in yesterday’s blog, sometimes I just don’t have anything genuinely sexy to write about because my mind is fixated on some other random thought … and that I’ve been hesitant to write about those kinds of things because there needs to be a ratio of 70% – 30% kept of sexy stories to my random thoughts.
So because I’m adhering to my promise of Wael or I posting a story every single day until covid’s travel restrictions are lifted … you’re getting a look at what today’s fixation was instead of reading something hot and sweaty.
I was on the bts skytrain coming back to my condo with Mistress Wael at about 6pm this evening and we were discussing what kind of video we could shoot since we had actual contact with a foreigner willing to be a slave in our OnlyFans movies.
Then I paused as I suddenly realized that in a packed skytrain car – we were the only ones talking.
The only sound other than us talking was the roar of the train as it moved along the tracks and the dopler effect on the ears as we shot past every building.
I stared up and down our car , or tram or whatever you call a bts segment of a train. Every single person was fixated on their phone.
I counted. 101 people in total.
All , except Wael and I , were fiddling with their mobile screen.
All were wearing masks.
All the masks were the green surgical masks, all 101 of them including ours.
And it got me to thinking.
When I first returned from Sydney some 12 years ago people talked incesently on the bts. I’m vividly remembering how much it annoyed me my first day back in the city , just the constant blabbering back and forth about whether grandma had kicked the bucket or not and other trivial conversations.
8 years ago they put a TV monitor in every car (again, don’t know what to call a bts segment) and 1/2 the people would sit and stare at 20 minutes of advertisments on that TV while the other 1/2 would still chit chat away.
About 6 years ago 1/3 of the people were connected to and staring at their phones , 1/3 were watching advertisments on the tele , and the remaining 1/3 were yapping away with one another.
Starting around 3 years ago , 75% of the people were talking on their phones … whispering into the mic dangling from their necks as they pressed their chins deep into their windpipes like some new species of bird. 25% of the folks still sat and stared at the adverstisments. 0% of the commuters were having a face to face conversation.
Last year 100% of the people had mobile phones. 0% were staring at the televison. Nobody was having a conversation. 50% of the people had chins buried into their windpipes whispering to their boyfriend thru their airpods, and the remaining 50% were playing games or fiddling with a social app of some sort.
Nobody talks. No conversations. No phone calls. No airpods. Just pure conformity.
100% of the people wear masks. 100% are interfacing with an app on their phone.
And I remember Elon Musk on Joe Rogan’s podcast saying that next year, 2021 , his NeuraLink company will have their first clinical trials completed and with that the first human – machine interface unit will exist.
When I heard him say that I had a reaction along the lines of “wow, we’re really not ready for a technological leap like that … to be hooked up to our phones by way of wires in our brain … people won’t go for that.”
Then today, I had a totally opposite opinion, and I was aware of how much my view of the world and where it sits has changed in just one year.
Because I thought about all the change I’ve seen just on the same bts “car” over the past decade , and how humans are just not comminicating like we used to with actual people standing next to us.
My next thought was what I wrote in my story yesterday … that the reason I moved out here to Punnawiti area is that I now believe all the epidimiologists that I follow on Twitter … that this way of living … social distancing … will be here well into 2022.
But we’re already social distanced. We’re disconnected more than ever from this world … and more connected to the world in our phones.
I graduated in English from a Thai University 12 years ago , and in my final year I wrote a paper on how we’ve evolved from an oral-aural society to something much less effective. My professors were morons. Except one. A Canadian teaching in my university.
I used to sit in Dr.Green’s office and talk about communication from the afternoon until evening classes began. Everybody in my lecture hall was convinced I was blowing him to get A’s on every test and paper. Not true. I finished with a B and not a drop of cum in my mouth. “One day” he said to me “we’ll be consumed by the media we choose to comminicate with. We won’t talk, we’ll just interface and evolve into something else.”
I’m not going to bore you by regurgitating my paper back at you but in a nutshell I was arguing that the way we used to communicate … by gathering around tribal campfires and telling stories as that was the only way information was passed on before writing was introduced … so like I’m talking 4,000 years ago or even before that. There was a pureness in communicating like that, just as there was a pureness in writing when it was first disseminated.
For instance, I got a great kick out of the term “send a Raven” (with a note tied to its claw) in Game of Thrones.
This is the year everybody suddenly realized how powerful social media and its apps can be. You don’t dare say a bad word towards any group , anywhere these days. Social media … (groupthink) … will tear your life to shreds if you do. Which brings me to Marshall McLuhan.
“the nature of a medium (the channel through which a message is transmitted) is more important than the meaning or content of the message.”
That medium used to be newspapers.
Now it’s apps on our phones.
Once we’re physically connected to our phones en masse… not just visually like I saw today … who knows what that next medium will be.
But I have a feeling … judging by how quickly we’ve interfaced with our phones … that said medium is a year away , two at most.
Of all days in my life that I’ve left my condo to go outside, today was the worst I’ve ever felt about doing so and by extension, today was the worst I’ve ever felt about the past as I knew it ever returning.
And I”m only beginning my 30’s. I can’t imagine the changes somebody like Wael’s kids – 14 years old will see.
There. That’s a tiny snapshot into my mind and how it works or what it thinks about. Posting something hot to my blog is a hell of a lot easier than trying to get you guys to understand my insecurities by way of thought process.
Wael’s posting tomorrow. I”m posting Saturday … and it’ll be about something not, promise 🙂 Meanwhile, we’re both posting every 6 hours something new to our onlyfans video & photo blog. Check it out , something there is sure to give you an erection!
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