Seems like a made-for-quarantine item, at least for those who are forced to chill at home for days with all sorts of distractions. It’s somewhat similar in concept to George Bernard Shaw’s famous writing hut. With humanity, there seems to be this odd drive to completely isolate and once that’s achieved, a strong desire to socialize.
Tag: Isolation/Loneliness/Solitude
Solitary House in Iceland
Daylight savings just ended. There is the general craziness of the time change (I am particularly taken by the way it affects animals and the way it exhausts me). And with the arrival of Winterzeit (Winter Time) there is a part of me that mentally plans a season away on a Brazilian beach or the Canary Islands. Then there is […]
Mr. Robot: Maybe I should give you a name.
Elliot. Mr. Robot. Who Am I? For all the hacking allure (and this allure is strong in the show), one of the major driving forces behind Mr. Robot is the whole fragility of his self. Season One is so awesome because for all the mysteries, the biggest one is the big Who? Drugs and Coding, Memory and Language, or just a […]
