A friend just sent me this, and I find it interesting (but possibly annoying) enough to link to.
It starts out:
[ the full article here at the Atlantic ]
And some of you will say, oh, it's an article from the Atlantic, of course it's going to piss you off. ( You might be right )
oh, yeah, and on a personal note i'm still sick and not talking for fear of coughing. But I managed to finish the Japanese final AND turn in the film paper (even if I did actually forget the printed paper on my way into school, and even though i'd emailed it to myself the printers in the computer lab weren't working, so i had to actually drive back home, and drive the paper back to school, but hey, it's DONE). One more paper left and I'm home free for the semester.
It starts out:
Over the past few years I’ve had an uncomfortable sense that someone, or something, has been tinkering with my brain, remapping the neural circuitry, reprogramming the memory. My mind isn’t going—so far as I can tell—but it’s changing. I’m not thinking the way I used to think. I can feel it most strongly when I’m reading. Immersing myself in a book or a lengthy article used to be easy. My mind would get caught up in the narrative or the turns of the argument, and I’d spend hours strolling through long stretches of prose. That’s rarely the case anymore. Now my concentration often starts to drift after two or three pages. I get fidgety, lose the thread, begin looking for something else to do. I feel as if I’m always dragging my wayward brain back to the text. The deep reading that used to come naturally has become a struggle.
[ the full article here at the Atlantic ]
And some of you will say, oh, it's an article from the Atlantic, of course it's going to piss you off. ( You might be right )
oh, yeah, and on a personal note i'm still sick and not talking for fear of coughing. But I managed to finish the Japanese final AND turn in the film paper (even if I did actually forget the printed paper on my way into school, and even though i'd emailed it to myself the printers in the computer lab weren't working, so i had to actually drive back home, and drive the paper back to school, but hey, it's DONE). One more paper left and I'm home free for the semester.