Washington Is A Place Where People Have

The Sounds Of Silence Are A Dim Recollection Now, Like Mystery, Privacy And Paying Attention To One Thing — Or One Person — At A Time.

Everybody Is Continuously Connected To Everybody Else On Twitter, On Facebook, On Instagram, On Reddit, E-mailing, Texting, Faster And Faster, With The Flood Of Information Jeopardizing Meaning. Everybody's Talking At Once In A Hypnotic, Hyper Din: The Cocktail Party From Hell.

Digital Platforms Are Worthless Without Content. They're Shiny Sacks With Bells And Whistles, But Without Content, They're Empty Sacks. It Is Not About Pixels Versus Print. It Is Not About How You're Reading. It Is About What You're Reading.

Eric Schmidt Looks Innocent Enough, With His Watercolor Blue Eyes And His Tiny Office Full Of Toys And His Google Campus Stocked With Volleyball Courts And Unlocked Bikes And Wheat-grass Shots And Cereal Dispensers And Haribo Gummi Bears And Heated Toilet Seats And Herb Gardens And Parking Lots With Cords Hanging To Plug In Electric Cars.

The Minute You Settle For Less Than You Deserve, You Get Even Less Than You Settled For.