Oliver Sacks, British neurologist, naturalist, historian of science, and author, feared for the future before he died.
He wasn't so much alarmed at what had come into being. Rather, he was shocked by how much was missing.
He wasn't so much alarmed at what had come into being. Rather, he was shocked by how much was missing.
“Everything is public now, potentially: one’s thoughts, one’s photos, one’s movements, one’s purchases.
There is no privacy and apparently little desire for it in a world devoted to non-stop use of social media.
Every minute, every second, has to be spent with one’s device clutched in one’s hand. Those trapped in this virtual world are never alone, never able to concentrate and appreciate in their own way, silently.
They have given up, to a great extent, the amenities and achievements of civilization: solitude and leisure, the sanction to be oneself, truly absorbed, whether in contemplating a work of art, a scientific theory, a sunset, or the face of one’s beloved.”
Oliver Sacks died in 2015. Before he passed he wrote,
"I find my thoughts, increasingly, not on the supernatural or spiritual, but on what is meant by living a good and worthwhile life — achieving a sense of peace within oneself.
Sacks wouldn't have advised looking for such answers, such peace, in a mobile screen.
We are trapped in a virtual world. I have doubts about it providing us with a "good and worthwhile life".


