OWSP = One-way street passivity

Cord Oliver Molthan digital

Television. An illuminated screen. Wo/Man gazes blissfully at the moving images. Comfort in loneliness. Variety. Entertainment. Oh, how we love the screen. The smartphone speaks to us, whisks us away to strange worlds, makes the world lie at our feet. And obeys commands. I am the mistress/master of the world on my sofa. And then suddenly I am supposed to interact with the screen. Create atmosphere, which until now I have only ever judged. Our ability to dialogue has atrophied – like the backbone of the people in the movie Wall •E.