Sure, we need and love email, but I read an interesting post today that, among other things, describes email as virus-like. Author Oscar Berg takes issue with the way email organizes information and puts the burden on the recipient. It's true—when I have a million things in my inbox, I do feel awfully burdened sometimes.
Email may be faster than the U.S. Postal Service, but it's not quite as romantic. (Seduction involves patience, after all.) That explains why thousands of people have submitted correspondence to a month-long public art project called Snail Mail My Email. The project seeks to bring back appreciation for the art of letter writing by letting participants submit emails, which are then transcribed on paper, tucked into an envelope, and dropped in the mail. The project even pays for your postage, and they offer "one custom option" per letter, ranging from a doodle to a lipstick kiss.
Ever since Sarah Palin's 24,199 printed pages of emails were released to the public, I've been trying to figure out why I don't care. Is it Palin fatigue? Did I have a hunch that nothing fascinating would come out of it?
Well, I never thought I'd say this, but I found myself agreeing with Donald Trump as I watched this Fox News clip earlier today. Trump called the Sarah Palin email expedition “a witch hunt,” and said it was “really very dangerous for this country.” Instead, he suggested, “how about going through Anthony Weiner’s emails?”