Wednesday, September 28, 2005
This is my mother at 83 soon after her second cataract operation. She hopes it will now be easier to re-read Heart of Darkness, although whether or not it will ease her sense of frustration is hard to tell. “Nothing very much seems to be happening.” she complains. Anyway I explained how I’d like to blog her, but despite being familiar with email and mobile phones, blogging remains firmly outside her experience. The times [they r a] changing, I thought.
And then I read that there are 600 billion pages on the web: that’s about 100 for every person. A kaleidoscope of flickering images, and words crawling like a swarm of dark insects across our glowing screens. The crazy flow of communication. We see it all.