As I am writing this post, I have a sense that every word I type is entering, not a black hole, but rather an internet galaxy of trillions of gigabytes (correction, zettabytes) of other words and images. And rather than entering what used to be deemed as a mysterious cyberspace, my words are now searchable, indexable, and can even be claimed and named by another person altogether. . .
This is not intended as a teetotaler response; rather it is suggesting that we teach internet users to “drink responsibly” while online. . . To Paul Miller, reflecting back on his year offline in his article in The Verge [May 1, 2013), “I’m still here: back online after a year without the internet,” the have or have not of the internet became a relational issue, and that it still is. The internet is simultaneously the hero and the villain. . .