Well...few years later I am still skeptical of technology. When we become enslave by the same technology that suppose to set us free, make us wonder..so why is it that I needed it in first place. I mean, I can write poems in a piece of paper and keep it under my pillow without having to update information that websites want in order to re-sale that information to someone else or to track my likes and dislikes. It aggravates me when they try to force me to do something I don't want to do. It is a form of controlling the customer and it really bugs me. I did not grow up with computers, and I probably will never be computer friendly. I rather the face to face interaction. i prefer to read a paper book instead of a nook. I like the smell of the book. I love to watch the letters in the paper and being able to walk away from the screen that has been on my face all day long! why will I want to continue torturing my eyes in a screen. Ah! life was more simpler without computers. I guess computers are a necessary evil, but don;t expect me to like it.
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