Something I just read in a book
From Girlfriend in a Coma by Douglas Coupland:
There is a hardness in modern people. Those little moments of goofiness that used to make the day pass seem to have gone. Life’s so serious now [...] nobody even has hobbies these days. Not that I can see. Husbands and wives both work. Kids are farmed out to schools and video games. Nobody seems to be able to endure simply being by themselves, either – but at the same time they’re isolated. People work much more, only to go home and surf the Internet and send e-mail rather than calling or writing a note or visiting each other. They work, watch TV, and sleep. [...] The whole world is about work: work, work, work, get, get, get… racing ahead… getting sacked from work… going online… knowing computers… winning contracts. [...] People are frazzled and angry, desperate about money, and, at best, indifferent to the future
… sigh.
