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i-dont-like-telephones
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first-electricity-now-telephones-sometimes-i-feel-as-if-im-living-in-hg-wells-novel-lady-violet
id-play-every-day-if-i-could-its-cheaper-than-shrink-there-are-no-telephones-on-my-golf-cart-brent-musburger
women-are-like-telephones-they-like-to-be-held-and-talked-to-but-if-you-push-the-wrong-buttons-you-might-get-disconnected
things-are-no-longer-what-they-seem-to-be-my-telephones-are-haunted-animals-whisper-at-me-from-unseen-places-hunter-s-thompson
many-our-own-people-here-in-this-country-do-not-ask-about-computers-telephones-television-sets-they-ask-when-will-we-get-road-to-our-village-thabo-mbeki
we-already-know-that-spam-is-huge-downside-online-life-if-were-going-to-be-spammed-on-our-telephones-wherever-we-go-i-think-were-going-to-reject-these-devices
why-would-we-ever-want-to-go-back-when-your-world-is-accommodating-with-your-telephones-your-guns-whats-that-sticky-stuff-called-duct-tape-cornelia-funke
the-earth-has-become-one-big-village-with-telephones-laid-on-from-one-end-to-other-air-transport-both-speedy-safe-wyndham-lewis
letters-are-venerable-telephone-valiant-for-journey-is-lonely-one-if-bound-together-by-notes-telephones-we-went-in-company-perhaps-who-knows-virginia-woolf
love-a-four-letter-word-over-used-and-under-appreciated-the-meaning-lost-in-a-world-of-online-dating-and-texts-through-telephones
disembodied-spirits-said-his-partner-are-not-known-to-use-telephones-neither-are-spooks-phantoms-werewolves-that-was-in-old-days-why-shouldnt-they-change-with-times-be-modern-too
amazon-is-marvelous-conglomeration-delivery-system-for-products-every-imaginable-function-but-book-business-is-really-not-same-as-sale-lawn-rakes-adapters-for-telephones
i-have-always-been-lover-never-beloved-i-have-spent-much-my-life-waiting-for-trains-planes-boats-footsteps-doorbells-letters-telephones-snow-john-cheever
i-sensed-my-chance-embraced-telecom-business-i-started-marketing-telephones-answeringfax-machines-under-brand-name-beetel-company-picked-up-really-fast
our-big-goal-should-be-to-make-connection-to-internet-as-common-as-connection-to-telephones-is-today-william-j-clinton
back-then-excise-tax-was-designed-to-be-luxury-tax-for-people-who-owned-telephones
my-existence-is-about-making-movies-ive-just-got-to-rock-roll-with-punches-you-want-to-make-movies-on-telephones-im-there
we-had-no-idea-that-in-as-little-as-35-years-more-than-half-people-on-earth-would-have-cellular-telephones-they-give-phones-away-to-people-for-martin-cooper
once-i-was-standing-in-line-to-buy-telephone-senator-wirth-was-in-line-with-me-the-next-day-new-york-times-reported-that-wed-both-purchased-harold-h-greene
is-this-america-land-free-home-brave-where-we-have-to-sleep-with-our-telephones-off-hooks-because-our-lives-be-threatened-daily-because-we-want-to-live-as-decent-human-beings-in-
i-need-to-go-someplace-faraway-that-doesnt-have-telephones-doesnt-have-record-player-doesnt-have-movie-theaters-people-walking-down-street-in-order-to-not-do-anything
Aubade I work all day, and get half-drunk at night. Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare. In time the curtain-edges will grow light. Till then I see what's really always there: Unresting death, a whole day nearer now, Making all thought impossible but how And where and when I shall myself die. Arid interrogation: yet the dread Of dying, and being dead, Flashes afresh to hold and horrify. The mind blanks at the glare. Not in remorse -The good not done, the love not given, time Torn off unused-nor wretchedly because An only life can take so long to climb Clear of its wrong beginnings, and may never; But at the total emptiness for ever, The sure extinction that we travel to And shall be lost in always. Not to be here, Not to be anywhere, And soon; nothing more terrible, nothing more true. This is a special way of being afraid No trick dispels. Religion used to try, That vast moth-eaten musical brocade Created to pretend we never die, And specious stuff that says No rational being Can fear a thing it will not feel, not seeing That this is what we fear-no sight, no sound, No touch or taste or smell, nothing to think with, Nothing to love or link with, The anaesthetic from which none come round. And so it stays just on the edge of vision, A small unfocused blur, a standing chill That slows each impulse down to indecision. Most things may never happen: this one will, And realisation of it rages out In furnace-fear when we are caught without People or drink. Courage is no good: It means not scaring others. Being brave Lets no one off the grave. Death is no different whined at than withstood. Slowly light strengthens, and the room takes shape. It stands plain as a wardrobe, what we know, Have always known, know that we can't escape, Yet can't accept. One side will have to go. Meanwhile telephones crouch, getting ready to ring In locked-up offices, and all the uncaring Intricate rented world begins to rouse. The sky is white as clay, with no sun. Work has to be done. Postmen like doctors go from house to house.

Philip Larkin
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To begin with, there is the frightful debauchery of taste that has already been effected by a century of mechanisation. This is almost too obvious and too generally admitted to need pointing out. But as a single instance, take taste in its narrowest sense - the taste for decent food. In the highly mechanical countries, thanks to tinned food, cold storage, synthetic flavouring matters, etc., the palate it almost a dead organ. As you can see by looking at any greengrocer's shop, what the majority of English people mean by an apple is a lump of highly-coloured cotton wool from America or Australia; they will devour these things, apparently with pleasure, and let the English apples rot under the trees. It is the shiny, standardized, machine-made look of the American apple that appeals to them; the superior taste of the English apple is something they simply do not notice. Or look at the factory-made, foil wrapped cheeses and 'blended' butter in an grocer's; look at the hideous rows of tins which usurp more and more of the space in any food-shop, even a dairy; look at a sixpenny Swiss roll or a twopenny ice-cream; look at the filthy chemical by-product that people will pour down their throats under the name of beer. Wherever you look you will see some slick machine-made article triumphing over the old-fashioned article that still tastes of something other than sawdust. And what applies to food applies also to furniture, houses, clothes, books, amusements and everything else that makes up our environment. These are now millions of people, and they are increasing every year, to whom the blaring of a radio is not only a more acceptable but a more normal background to their thoughts than the lowing of cattle or the song of birds. The mechanisation of the world could never proceed very far while taste, even the taste-buds of the tongue, remained uncorrupted, because in that case most of the products of the machine would be simply unwanted. In a healthy world there would be no demand for tinned food, aspirins, gramophones, gas-pipe chairs, machine guns, daily newspapers, telephones, motor-cars, etc. etc.; and on the other hand there would be a constant demand for the things the machine cannot produce. But meanwhile the machine is here, and its corrupting effects are almost irresistible. One inveighs against it, but one goes on using it. Even a bare-arse savage, given the change, will learn the vices of civilisation within a few months. Mechanisation leads to the decay of taste, the decay of taste leads to demand for machine-made articles and hence to more mechanisation, and so a vicious circle is established.

George Orwell
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