Day by day  we all read our RSS feeds and we play with our computers - some play at work and other curse the new slave masters; but all in all we think highly of ourselves and our lives. We brag about the newest toys we have added to our collection of planned technological obsolescence always worried that we will fall behind the newest announcements from Microsoft or Apple.

We mouth empty words of compassion that fly away on the next wave of hot news cycles where a silly bitch crying out for her rich mommy so she won’t have to spend a night in jail is more important that the whimpering cries of a child in our own hometown that will never see their lives changed by a momentary mention on some blog of one’s and zero’s.

The technological affluent look down from upon their high pedestals not seeing a damn thing beyond their own next VC wet dream. They don’t see the real people - the real children who couldn’t care less about some iPhone or visions of a new Vista because for them technology has just become another barrier - has become another marketing orgy that teases them with things, with a world they will never be a part of.

You can have the greatest social moral when your rich, you can stand on the moral high ground while you move your corporations to tax havens so that you don’t really have to live up to the words you mouth .. you know .. like Bono did.

It’s easy to get lost in the technological marvels of our world - we all do it everyday. We natter on about how this Web 2.0 company or that Web 2.0 company is out to change to the world - to bring socialization to the masses. We voraciously read on an hourly level all the good things that technology is doing for our world.

Whose world I wonder - especially after watching a show like Born Into Brothels: Calcutta’s Red Light Kids where even a simple thing like a camera; and not even a digital one, brings easily crushed dreams to children of a world we could never dream of living in.

We prove everyday that technology is fleeting and the only lives it changes are those well off enough to enjoy it’s vicarious addictive highs. For the rest of the world it’s just a camera’s viewfinder of things we can’t have.

The next time you think you have it rough or that life isn’t treating your fairly because you can’t afford to live on the bleeding edge let alone afford the bandages needed to live close to it watch that above film and then tell me how we are more important than anyone else because of our toys.

Conversation Tags: technology, reality