Reaping paranoia and other fruits of the digital era.

One of my favorite things about trudging balls-deep against a torrent of information is the sense of paranoia that rises with every political narrative that slaps me in the eyes. As an innate skeptic, I view most everything as political. As a typical American, my overall grasp of the linearity of world history can be described as loose at best. I consequently find myself in a perpetual state of low-grade paranoia.

It is disturbing how simple it is to fall into passivity, especially while surrounded by so much noise. With the insurmountable number of outlets spewing forth unending streams of fragmented narrative, contradictory opinion and tawdry gossip, it's no wonder that so many of the helplessly inundated choose to acquiesce to the authority of The Pundits. 

Hilary Clinton outstrips Sarah Palin as America's most admired woman by a mere 5%. Conservative voices argue that net neutrality is a government conspiracy to extend its control the Web. Bryan Fischer claims that Obama wants to cede the entire land mass of the United States back to the "Indians". 

The world is on fire and man kind is an inch within being engulfed by flames. This brings me to my next favorite thing about living in the Internet Age: being able to choose which parts of the world are ablaze and how brightly they burn.