Falling down the rabbit hole
This doesn’t happen to me often, but I suddenly lost two hours today following tantalizing Facebook trails. I read an Atlantic article, “The Billion-Dollar Disinformation Campaign to Reelect the President.” Horrifying. Helpless-inducing. I took a quiz. I liked some pictures of cute animals. They didn’t remove the knot in my stomach, the feeling that we are on a runaway train.
Time to disengage, look up, see the shiny, icy world outside the window, pet your dogs, stand up, walk around.
Here is the whole point – massive digitized war machines, designed by experts, have figured out exactly how to manipulate the masses. I am part of the masses. But what if we all unplug from the global manipulation machine and just talk to each other?
My 60th year in 60,000 words
Day 165: 126 words, TOTAL = 26,932; 33,068 remaining
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Robin Clifford Wood is an award-winning author, poet, and writing teacher. She lives in central Maine with her husband, loves to be outdoors, and enjoys ever-expanding horizons through her children, grandchildren, and granddogs.