“The latest ‘whatever’ is whooped as the savior which will lead us out of our temporary postmodern malaise, our deep blue funk. Perhaps the Internet, or computers, or skyscrapers, or environmental activism, or snowboarding, or something will save us. But this does not help. Even the snowboarder, when he gets to the bottom, has to back up to the top again” (Joy at the End of the Tether, p. 19).
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