This blog documents one man’s contest (mine) with modernity. In it, I attempt to recognize some of its defining phenomena, and then appraise its value against my own “humanity” as an end.
A few examples of where I’ve done this and the consequences of this reflection:
1.) I do not own a smart phone despite working at a large, multi-national technology firm opting instead to carry a flip phone.
2.) I am proud of my boot and shoe collection, as well as my wardrobe. I can go on at length about the make and manufacture of every single item down to the stitching.
3.) I use candles and kerosene lamps to light my home at night.
4.) I write my journals in runic futhorc taking pleasure in the idea that it will force my children to one day learn how to read that lovely alphabet so they might know me better.
5.) On the weekends, I take surveys of the trees around New York City and know all the plants in my neighborhood and my favorite parks.
6.) I almost became an FBI agent a couple of years ago
7.) I can navigate very well using a map and compass and am fully capable of triangulating my location on a contour map. Add an altimeter, and I am just as good as a GPS in the wild.
While I am writing this hoping to have an audience someday–I will try my best to write in my own thoughts so that you may know me. I apologize in advance if the writing is sometimes stilted–but know it reflects my manner of speaking. In a sense, that’s what I’d like to do here: to speak about things in as honest and unaffected way as possible. I am inspired by old books, and the uniqueness of their voices. Undoubtedly a product of their time, and yet wholly ingenious.
Know that I am not a “prepper” or a “noble-savage”, nor do I mean to present myself as such. I am rather fond of elegant things, and aspire to make my life so. I have no design nor desire to “escape” modern society. Rather, my aim is to prune and cultivate my own version of it.
If you find any value in reading about this it would make me glad. Otherwise, best of luck with your own life.