Gary Shteyngart's Super Sad Blueprint for a Post-Literate Future
“I haven’t been to San Francisco for a year or so. In that time, I’ve become more and more in tune with my iPhone, so much so, that I’m not even looking at anything anymore,” Gary told me. “Things are pinging on my phone. I’m looking at it. I could cross from Valencia to the Castro without any change in emotion. That’s just not right.”
“So why not get rid of it?” I asked.
“I know. Why not?” he said.
He, like all writers, is a small businessman. The phone helps him stay in touch. The iPhone makes it easier to receive pictures of his dogs while he’s on his book tour.
We all have a million reasons for why we don’t use the gadget and stream for what they are good for, and then put them away sometimes to take a walk or read a book. Instead we reload, reload, reload. Refresh!
In which I confront my favorite author outside of Colson Whitehead… In which I confront my love for technology… In which a dachshund makes an appearance.
The best thing I’ve written in… Ok, ever.
