Or, most disconcertingly, perhaps writing has come to be little more than a dwindling and desperate effort to continue an art form destined to soon go the way of the cave painting. Unlikely though it may seem, we should all hope such is not the fate of written words.
We should all hope the day never comes when schoolchildren take field trips to museums to marvel over books and newspapers and wonder how it was man could have been so primitive as to not just have text messaged.
(Signing off. After eighteen months of receiving predominantly hate mail in response to my postings, the author finally gives up hope that his style of writing will fit in this cyberspace community. Thanks to Rob for all that he does to shine the light of words into the darkness of fear and ignorance. Peace. -Todd)