I have decided that for the two weeks that we are in Maine I am going to indulge my inner Luddite.
I don’t plan to go around smashing any mechanized looms, but I do plan to take those two weeks to revert to a less technological state of being. For years I have harped about wanting to get away from all the mental clutter of our plugged-in lives. Cell phones, the Internet, TV, the 24-hour news cycle, the relentless beat of now, now, now. So I am going to ignore it for a week. I don’t think it will be too hard. The house we are renting doesn’t really have TV and while it has Internet access, I am going to pretend like it doesn’t exist. And I am going to put John under strick orders not to share any news he comes across while he is online.
I have a stack of great books that I am taking along which I will blog about before we leave. I was tempted to set up some automatic posts while I am away, but I know if I do that I am going to be too tempted to look online to see if they posted correctly and to see if anyone has commented. So I am going to go cold turkey. Of course this means that I won’t be able to read your blogs for two weeks either. I will certainly miss all of you. But how often does one get to unplug for two weeks?
(Since the automobile, telephone, credit card and iPod all predate the Luddite movement which began in 1811, I will still be using those technologies.)