As I woke up this Sunday morning,
I inadvertently switched on Twitter instead of switching off the alarm on my
phone. All I could see in my blurry morning daze was the top trend
#pacquiaomayweather.
That’s a strange name for a
tropical storm, I thought. What else could a May weather trend refer to but
some unexpected, yet now anticipated climate devastation. That too, surely,
headed straight for a first world country, somewhere rich enough to press the panic
button and trigger worldwide concern before the event.
A little later, I saw my young cousin
watching TV avidly, and got curious as to what could engage a millennial with
the idiot box in the age of instant, on-demand content. So, of course, I went
to investigate this aberration and that’s when I found out that what I thought
was a tropical storm was in fact a boxing match, one with the highest prize money
ever!
I admit I am slow to start in the
mornings. I also admit that I have the least interest in sports and consequently
the lowest awareness of sporting events amidst anyone I know.
Yet, am I not wired in and
connected to the one world created by global technology?
That promised world where visuals
transcend the translation difficulties of language and people from myriad
countries follow the same celebrities and like the same memes. If I am indeed a
citizen of this world, should I not have known what millions of other people
had known?
Am I only a frequent visitor to
the one world? Or is the one world composed of many different regions that act
as many little worlds in themselves, like a country with diverse states?
While digital technology has
lived up a little to its claims to bring the world closer, it has also
facilitated an explosion of data – in the form of web sites & platforms,
the sharing of information & opinions, the upsurge in both quantity and variety
of content. It feels overwhelming.
The virtual world is not a simple
place to explore, you can start with one objective and get sucked into a wormhole
of impulses that lead you astray quite easily. And it doesn’t match so exactly
with an offline experience as to be able to replace it entirely.
For example, getting news on the
Internet is not the same as reading it from a good old-fashioned newspaper. I could
read a newspaper page to page, absorbing everything because it is finite and
static. As I read news on a web site, there seems to be too much to go through and
all of it constantly updating – I cannot read it the same way. At best I might
scan through the latest headlines and follow one or two happenings of interest
to me. So rather than bring me into the one world, it encourages me to shrink
into my mini-world which seems simpler and safer to me. I’d rather get my news
from a newspaper and use the Internet to check for the latest updates on the specific
stories I want to follow. It just seems easier that way.
It turns out that I do not inhabit
or use the virtual world as per the predictions of media pundits. It’s just one
more world in which I can exist but it’s certainly not the only or the most
important world to me.