Mail call

I get the weirdest snail mail. I wonder which publication sold my name to the company advertising permanent non-surgical birth control "now that your family is complete"? Tacky. Not to mention I've been using a very effective non-surgical all-natural method for more years than I want to think about, called "My Face." As soon as I figure out how to bottle it, I'll be a kajillionaire.

Then I got an e-mail about Shutdown Day, "one of the biggest global experiments ever to take place on the Internet." Apparently we're supposed to pledge not to turn on our computers on a Saturday next month, which would make it an experiment OFF the Internet, unless they're all going to log in with their iPhones.

I'm having a hearty but rueful laugh at all the nitwits planning to spend the day "playing with their kids" or "going outside"--you shouldn't need a global initiative to do that stuff on a special day. Nothing's stopping you from doing it RIGHT NOW. Mankind has jumped the shark.

I poked around on the site, and there's a bunch of yapping about "promoting sustainable development", which as far as I can tell means "going back to the 17th century." And screw the improvements in people's lives brought about technology. Individual suffering makes the world better for the collective.