LET’S GO OFF-GRID FOR AUGUST!

One month of digital abstention,

Time to shut down our screens for a bit

To quell our addiction to online attention

Just hold down the button to quit

Break free from the chains of LinkedIn

Shut down Facetime, Webex and Zoom

Let’s live for the moment we’re in

Here in the last chance saloon

Tinder must be deleted

(And Grindr, if that floats your boat)

Your life will feel much more completed

With truth as the antidote

Let’s forgo Fortnite for a couple of weeks

Just like an endurance test

Say ‘Hasta la vista, you virtual freaks!’

Your avatar needs the rest!

You must resist the itch to tweet

Don’t become a political junkie

No need to publish every meal that you eat

(Leave that for the Instagram monkeys)

What shall we call this digital prison

This hell in which we’re fully immersed,

Where we’re force-fed a diet of narcissism?

Let’s call it the Metaverse!

Pronouncements of 280 letters

Make not for authentic debate

Don’t become yet another muck spreader

Switch off before it’s too late

Snapchat may well be alluring

But we know it’s eroding our souls

It’s high time for social maturing

With some real life, responsible goals

Now, imagine your life as a video game

As you wander around the house

You can touch things almost exactly the same

Without a haptic mouse

Consider the calm that you will feel

Without need to comment or mock

You might even enjoy a romantic meal 

Without checking on TikTok

Reality, not the virtual kind

Is unfamiliar with TikTok dancing

But freed from the digital daily grind

You’ll find life can be so life enhancing

Tech-vacations are more than essential

Uncoupling from our screens

Exploring one’s untapped potential

Without Google knowing where you’ve been

Our phones, you see, are Trojan horses

Listening to every word

So that armies of Outrage Archeologists

Can analyse what they’ve heard

So, don’t dance to the tune of the algorithm

That’s what it wants you to do

Believe me your sins will not be forgiven

When they come looking for you

Like fish we’re all ensnared, and yet

We should have guessed their game

When they launched the inter-net

The clue was in the name!

So switch the switch and pull that lever

For we know what we must do

It’s time for some decompression fever

Our deadline’s long overdue 

Relax, the bends will soon disperse

As reality takes its hold

It’ll feel like a brand new universe

As life starts to unfold

So let’s go off grid for August

And do humanity proud

No need to be so modest

Make sure you shout it out loud:

“I am a living, breathing human

Pronouns, she, him, her and his!

I’m a free man, or a free woman

…whatever the hell that is.”

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  Howard Saunders   Aug 01, 2022   Uncategorized   0 Comment   Read More

THE GLOBAL CONSPIRACY TO KEEP YOU INDOORS

I admit it, I’m a conspiracy theorist. But that doesn’t mean I’m wrong. The facts speak for themselves: there’s a full blown, unrepentant, brazen conspiracy to keep you indoors.

I’m not just talking about the fetish that was global governments’ lust to lock you down and keep you away from your business/gym/dying parents/park benches (delete as appropriate). No, I’m referring to a devilish brand collusion that appears to be gathering momentum.

I’m sure Jeff at Amazon was the brainchild of all this, stroking his purring pussy as he contemplated closing down the world’s bookshops, way back in the mid nineties. The swift success of his evil plan meant he simply couldn’t resist but expand it to include every goddamn thing we used to go shopping for. Then, with all that in place, and to make sure we never set foot outside again, he muscled in on Netflix territory with a plot to force us to watch Clarkson’s Farm, interrupted only by Prime deliveries.

You’d have thought that was enough, but no, a burgeoning mob of bloodthirsty brands is gathering outside your front door, brandishing pitchforks and threatening to keep us inside indefinitely. They’re dangerous but they’re also smart, so while Mum and Dad binge on Bridgerton and Cadbury’s Buttons, the kids are hiding upstairs main-lining Fortnite and Call of Duty…between Deliveroos, of course.

It seems there are very few remaining jobs that haven’t succumbed to the idleness habit that we politely refer to as WFH. Doctors, teachers, in fact the entire civil service have all learnt that they can command exactly the same salary simply by responding to emails between episodes of Inventing Anna. Work-life balance is critical to one’s mental health, after all. So once Microsoft had finally buried Skype, Zoom jumped at the opportunity to make us to feel like we were working while we lounged around in our tea-stained joggers. Only cleaners and scaffolders have to actually turn up for work now, but I’m sure there’s a plan for them too.

Corporate back-pedalling is a Peloton speciality

It’s probably safer for everyone to stay in anyway. Even going to the gym can be treacherous, what with all the diseases and muggers waiting to descend upon us. That’s where Peloton comes in. No one enjoys sterilising a sweaty exercise bike any more than they like undressing in front of fitter bods. Problem solved: a virtual exercise class is (virtually) BO and embarrassment free!

Enjoy.com will explain everything in patronising, luddite-friendly language

Staying in really is the new going out. Forward-thinking brands like enjoy.com will bring you state of the art technology (designed to make you ever more screen addicted) not just to your door, but they will join you indoors and set everything up for you too! No longer must you prop yourself awkwardly on one of Apple’s kiddy stools waiting to meet the genius. Enjoy.com brings the genius to you. (Fully masked, I bet). And don’t worry about imposters. Thankfully, your Ring doorbell will store videos of every stray cat or discombobulated pigeon that wanders past your porch, for up to thirty days. It’s scary out there folks.

Ernst & Young know that listening to a human tutor is boring compared to VR porn

Perhaps more concerning is the fact that our smartest brains are in on the conspiracy. EY’s current ad campaign ‘Reframe Your Future’ gives us a glimpse of the future the boffins want us to have. The message is loud and clear: the future will be so much nicer if you just stay indoors.

Ernst & Young imagine a future for you without classmates

Lockdown gave birth to a million businesses doing their utmost to stay afloat and keep us entertained indoors. And I have to confess, I enjoyed many of them, from Rick Stein’s sensational seafood dinners, Doughnut Time’s DIY kits, Pilgrim’s fantastic frying pan pizza…so many clever brands delivering stuff and nonsense to make us feel alive and connected, and I thank them sincerely for their life affirming innovations. However, now that we’re allowed out we really should make the effort.

Pizza in a box. What will they come up with next?

Your idea of utopia might well be the Metaverse, the perfect manifestation of a future for the agoraphobic, where you can hang out with Zuckerberg’s ruggedly handsome avatar or frolic in imaginary meadows as the unicorn you truly identify as. Or perhaps you’ll choose to wander around the Nikeverse in search of a pair of virtual sneakers to protect those petit silver hooves. It’ll be just like a real Nike store, except without real people, genuine eye contact, the sense of touch, smell, taste or any sense of real time, real life significance. It’ll be a safe space, ring-fenced from the wind, the weather, untethered from the moon, the tides, the heavens and the seasons; a virtual universe built with an unintimidated passion for the future that salivates in its ignorance of the past; oblivious to truth, humour, religion, and the entire bloody history of humankind that dragged us here. In other words it’ll be Gen Z perfect.

Filthy, filthy disease ridden hordes celebrating the Jubilee

The good news is that the results of an unprecedented two year experiment to keep us indoors are now in and, I’m happy to reveal, the doomsters and naysayers failed miserably. Despite global mask mandates, a relentless, bank-bustingly expensive campaign of fear mongering, despite a billion warning signs and keep your distance stickers on every sodding paving slab (sustainable), despite desperately dour predictions from an endless array of bespectacled experts and our very own karaoke-ing leaders, despite all this we want to get out now more than ever. We were clearly willing to risk untold diseases as we rubbed shoulders with unwashed plebs and waved our Union Jacks in the Mall. And we threw caution to the wind as we gathered in our multi thousands to witness the octogenarian orgy that was Glastonbury and Hyde Park.

What more beautiful, unadulterated proof do you need that getting out is the new staying in?

Humanity always wins. Stick with it.

Thanks for reading. Now, do the right thing and follow me on Twitter @retailfuturist for daily retail musings.

  Howard Saunders   Jul 01, 2022   Uncategorized   0 Comment   Read More