Circular: (n) a letter or advertisement that is distributed to a large number of people.
“Shrink to think.”
There is no evil in technology.
There is no sinister nature to the Internet.
But sometimes if life is not simplified, the complication confuses us into believing that we are not responsible for our actions, but instead, victims of a mass plot.
When I was younger, much younger than today, I sat and read circulars. They were little reports, newspapers or flyers put out by people who wanted to communicate what they were doing, how they were doing it and even the way in which they wished others to become involved.
Usually laid out with a typewriter, they were poor quality–carelessly paragraphed and overworded.
But reading them demanded that I do something I did not want to do: stop.
The main reason we don’t start is because we can’t stop. We spend most of our time skidding into the next project with no idea about whether our passions will sustain it.
Please don’t mistake me for some old codger who yearns for the “good ole’ days.” There was so much bad that it deserves to be quarantined for all time.
But there was the introduction of pieces of paper called circulars, which made you stop long enough to think about what somebody else was doing instead of browsing the Internet, bouncing off subjects like a rubber ball.