Being Born in the 80s Is the Only Thing That Makes Me Realize How Life with No Constant Connection Existed (and Is Possible)
I remember having free, unallocated attention dedicated to myself and my surroundings. Alone with my thoughts during walks, car and train rides, or even at home. Inescapable boredom and anxiety force me to deal with myself, but they are also the primary source of intense relax as a break from responsibilities.
I see boredom as the absence of intentional entertainment and amusement (and constant connectedness hinders that). I often think about this quote from the movie Network (1976):
The world is a business, Mr. Beale. It has been since man crawled out of the slime. And our children will live, Mr. Beale, to see that perfect world in which there's no war or famine, oppression or brutality — one vast and ecumenical holding company, for whom all men will work to serve a common profit, in which all men will hold a share of stock, all necessities provided, all anxieties tranquilized, all boredom amused. — Arthur Jensen
What kind of person would have I become if the intimacy of boredom and solitude were stripped from my formative years? Would have I had the chance to face and confront fears and anxieties about myself? Am I missing any now?
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