I sit here, ironically, typing on my smart phone, using O'Hare's wi-fi, while plugged into a conveniently provided charging station.
Within sight of me are five people reading on tablets, three people on lap top computers and countless individuals on phones. Only the five member flight crew is having an actual human conversation.
I look at this, our disconnection and isolation, our dependancy on technology and our disdain for the natural world, and I wonder ...
Are we really more advanced now than we were a hundred years ago? Is our quality of life better? And, what is it that defines a good life? Have we lost our humanity to the matrix?
Are there any breadcrumbs left so we can follow the path through the forest to what is worthwhile?