“ The Alvin Toffler, Please”
I said to the waiter, and turned back to my Droid to watch the stream of posts across G+. Was this really what Toffler meant? Or, was his future more sinister? The books felt sinister when I read Future Shock and Third Wave in the 1982. Mr. Toffler’s world seemed far away from my new passive solar home in the woods and the family centered around two young sons. We were, so to speak, “off the grid.”
Google+ started the Toffler speak rumbling in my head again. The concept has blown through periodically as I watched my own access to technology explode over the last decade. Google+ is a new animal. But, then aren’t they all when their born- bright, shiny and full of potential and promise. Could anyone imagine Facebook would become not much more than a place to share photos, play games or cruise for sex. Will Google+ be corrupted by the endless stream of self promoting whores now filling the streams on Twitter?
I’ve threatened to opt out of it all, but I continue much as the moth to the flame. Am I afraid I will miss something, or, is it that I see the potential. Not just for Google+, but, for a world welded back together through individualism. That might be far beyond the concept of “big thinkers” who lead the parades of wanna-bees, but, Google+ offers humanity a chance to exit the mainstream and return to self sustaining humans. Operative here- “offers.”