You're on notice, Entirety of Human Knowledge.
Battle cry for the 21st century:
Screw you, info-glut! I’m not going to be the responsible info-citizen I’m expected to info-be anymore. If I get to it, I get to it. If I don’t, well, then it couldn’t have been very important in the first place. I suspect that burning children and drowning buildings will still get the attention they need. But the year-old e-mails that are stinking up the bottom of my in-box? The month-old “Daily Shows”? The three dozen Waxy Links that I’ve flagged and sorted and pinned to a corkboard for further study some day? Gone. And good riddance.
You’re on notice, Entirety of Human Knowledge. You get a week. If you can’t get my attention in that time — and it’s plenty of time — then you’re tossed, junked, thrown away and forgotten.
Call me back if it’s important.
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