I live in a content-provided world. TiVo faithfully records all my shows. The comic book store reserves all the titles I read. My newsreader checks the websites I like. LiveJournal collects my friends. I never have to go out and find anything. Information arrives in prescribed doses, pretending that the world is built to deliver media tailored to my tastes.
But the danger of having the whole world at your fingertips is that you never have to find out what’s beyond arm’s reach. There’s probably a lot out there.