You see, I'd just finished processing all of my email in all of my accounts, personal and professional. I have nothing in my in boxes: nada, zero, 'tis all empty, a veritable void, a staggering emptiness of bits. It feels so freeing to say that.
As I'd blogged about before (July 21, 2005), I detest, loathe, abhore, execrate, abominate, anathematize, disapprove of, am appalled, disgusted, fed up, and disabused by, have disfavor and disaffinity for, shudder at the sight of, and just generally Don't Like email. It's a terribly noisy, inefficient, often inappropriate channel of communication. Yesterday, I had an interesting chat with Carol Jones about collaboration, and she observed that there's a generational thing going on with email: while email may be the obvious medium for my generation, there's a generation after Carol and I who have a) grown up not knowing the Web never existed and b) are used to multiple channels of communication: email PLUS instant messaging PLUS text messaging, not to mention blogs, vlogs, wikis, and all the subtle things that come with social networking sites. The future has a way of blindsiding us in the present, and my take is that the assumptions we make about the centrality of email today will be proven naively wrong in the coming years.
Quote of the day (by me):
I do not like them, Sam-I-am.
I do not like them on my Linux box.
I do not like them on my Macintosh.
I do not like them when I'm home.
I do not like them on my phone.
I do not like them here or there.
I do not like them anywhere.
I do not like email and spam.
I do not like them, Sam-I-Am.
with apologies to the late Dr. Seuss