8.229. Reflections on a Saturday Morning

It’s actually closer to noon than morning, but I wanted to get this in before the day fully turned into afternoon and I was turned towards the ideas of what I want to accomplish outside of the page–including watching the kid possibly play football today. He’s in a bind. He is so sick that he’s lost near twenty pounds. His body is sore and he’s taken zero time to recover. I don’t think he should play today, but if he does I want him to play like it’s his own Jordan Flu game. His team is facing a top-ranked squad at home, and they need a win pretty badly right now to stay in the playoff conversation.

Games. They have so much meaning in our lives. Most of my other kids are entirely consumed by games and the quick dopamine hit accompanying them. If you asked what the majority of my kids do with the majority of their lives it is playing games–if not as a career than as their consuming habit. More and more the games are getting shorter. There is a reduced willingness to dedicate the time and energy to longer endeavors. It is a form of neural bloating, which some scientists and researchers term as, “heightened sensitivity to the rewards and stimuli associated with short video content“. Games, while more active than passive, have a similar effect.

Distractions consume us all. The faster the distraction, the more we crave them it seems..