“We have too many cellphones. We’ve got too many internets. We have got to get rid of those machines. We have too many machines now.”
It probably would really get his goat to be remembered so widely on the internets. The idea of all of us sitting solitarily at our laptops, playing at connection actually hearing another voice or touching another being would piss him the hell off.
Re-reading Fahrenheit 451 again last year, the first time since college, I was struck with the concept of wall-sized televisions and people walking around constantly listening to broadcasts via the “seashells” in their ears. Finally, I understood why Ray Bradbury hated the internet so much.
As much as it helps bring us together, it also serves to separate us from the world and people existing right in front of us.
So, instead of writing a long, navel-gazing post about what his work meant to me, I’m going to honor him in a different way: No more walking around with my iPod and earbuds. No more walking and texting/emailing. There are people and a real world right in front of me and I need to see it again.