mental perpetual locomotion

The real issue with the internet may be that it erodes, slowly, one's sense of self, one's capacity for the kind of pleasure in isolation that reading has, since printed books became common, been standard. 
The art of slow reading. The whole piece is worth reading once or twice, slowly. Via South Willard.

In news of an antithetical nature, I am adding noise to the bang and clatter: twitter.