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23 April 2012

The Integrated Web Cam

The integrated web cam is the devil. This is a sentiment that very few are willing to express.
The devilish nature of the web cam is very well disguised. The prevalence of social networks has turned even the most self-conscious creatures into Tinkerbells who whisper “I do believe in photographs” while they lean into their laptops at just the right angle.
Photographs have taken over the world, yes. But that is neither here nor there. Believe it or not, the endless stream of badly photo shopped pouts and “peace” (I somehow believe that two fingers held up now represents something other than peace) signs is not the direct result of my above expressed sentiment.
I say that the web cam is the devil because I have been lured into its demented web of lucid obscurity. It is always looking you in the face. Unblinking. Waiting. Beckoning. From the moment you open your laptop to type that already late essay to the moment you take a break 20 minutes later –the web cam watches you. Lures you. Entices you. Teases you.
“Let’s have a silent conversation layered in false smiles and well constructed surprise photographs,” it whispers. It probes your wandering eye and, to the shock and abandon of your keyboard, binds you under an instant spell of self timed poses and hair flicks.
You cannot escape the integrated web cam. The integrated web cam will always find you.
The integrated web cam is a dangerous device that has the potential to bring diligence and focus to unforeseen ends. From what I have experienced, one hardly ever runs to their computer to take a picture or two. One usually has a camera for that.
One is overcome by the strong impulse to utilize the alluring web cam when one is seated in front of one’s laptop with a week’s worth of assignments to type up in 12 hours.
The integrated web cam blind sides you.
And because I am fast becoming aware that this is beginning to sound like a conspiracy theory, I will stop. But when you sit in front of that laptop with your eyes begging Qwerty to save them...remember this post.
Remember this post and look away from the sophisticated Cyclops.

1 comment:

  1. Ooh Lonwabo you donot know how much I enjoy visting your "Vent Nest"!

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