It's unusual that this was hypothesized so long ago as a side-effect of material excess, but culturally little has happened to insulate us. I for one am of the

It's unusual that this was hypothesized so long ago as a side-effect of material excess, but culturally little has happened to insulate us. I for one am of the mind that the play button on my pomodoro is the play button on the VCR of my mind. And what price do I pay for having my mind locked behind such a taxing labor to liberate? Well-fed, sheltered, scanned and medicated? Maybe we catastrophize that the dogear became the bookmark, the radio dial (being dialed-in) transmorphed into a play button, or the play button into the combined lock-button fingerprint-sensor.