My Love/Hate Relationship with Technology
Where the hate comes in is when something doesn't work right. Think of the printer from "Office Space". In my case, my computer has been slowing down due to the accumulation of junk with no reformatting, my Palm Pilot cradle won't communicate with the USB port any more, and just now I tried to buy a drink from the vending machine and it ate my money. Grrr....
I still believe, of course, that technological progress is for the better (and while I could get into a huge philosophical debate about this, courtesy of my "Science and Social Issues" class, I won't). I just hope everything is a bit more reliable once we enter the nanotech age. What happens when whatever smart-fog object you're currently using crashes and turns to dust? How about when your medical nanobots contract a virus of their own and shut down your heart? Well, these are problems for the future (the near future, but still the future).
Oh, that "poem" I posted a couple of days ago wasn't written by me; what, you think I actually write poetry? Poems are for goths and self-absorbed arts students, of which I am neither. Actually my computer wrote it, after I fed a bunch of old chat history files into a natural language parsing program. Fun stuff.