A Brave New World
Here I am 40,000-feet-high, sleepless, red-eyed, on a flight between two continents and I can’t help but to think back over what happened to us in the last month.
What I realized is how connected and involved is this new world that we live in.
I was able to work more or less the same as I would do at my office. Some of my coworkers didn’t even know that I was thousands of kilometers away when they called my “local” 617 number. Our wireline phones at home at times have worse quality than my digital connection thousands of miles away.
We were able to look up most information on the web, and while language was somewhat of a barrier it was not an impenetrable one.
I took 5Gb of pictures so readily transfered to the web during the trip. I was able to do this because I needed no cables, thanks to one of the best (and smallest) products I have ever used.
We may not have been on this flight, had we not been able to have an anonymous conversation with the person(s) who robbed Lauren’s purse which had her and kids passports in it.
Right now, in the middle of the night, in the middle of my flight, in the middle of the air, I want to take a picture of the LCD implanted in my seat, I don’t even have to leave my seat to get my camera from my bag. I have two cameras, one on my mobile phone and another right in the laptop––a reflective reflection on the state of the world today.
And of course, for the same reasons, you can read all this.
What is the sound of six billion hands clapping?
Tuesday, August 29, 2006