Ted, Tell A Vision

sorenbarrett

In science’s race

To make a better place

It took the reigns

Poisoning people’s brains

Teaching that it was the only way

That everyone must obey

To speak against it no one dared

It’s views everyone shared

Then with all its wires

It took away their desires

Everyone that used it grew lazy

Those that didn’t were called crazy

One of it’s dangers

Was it left us all strangers

Yet another hidden cost

Was privacy lost

As the mass’ it seduced

Liberties were reduced

And the people bowed and prayed

To the technological god they’d made

  • Author: sorenbarrett (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 24th, 2022 09:18
  • Comment from author about the poem: Although Ted Kaczynski used the wrong methods his thoughts may have had merrit
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • ProfessionalPaperDigester

    As someone who is the prime audience for this, I feel as though it's been a tad Over hated. Not that I like it, but there is good to this. Being said, I have a personal distaste to it.

    • sorenbarrett

      So sorry that I missed this review and beg pardon for not responding sooner. Thank you for your comments of a most open minded nature. I knew that this topic would cause problems for some but decided to post it just the same. Not that I am a fan of Ted and feel that his method was wrong but do believe that he was right in many ways about the industrial revolution and technology being not all good for the human race.

    • Doggerel Dave

      Not sure what to make of this. Actually don't recall hearing anything about Ted Kaczynski before. Investigated - sent me down an extensive rabbit hole.... Brother David seems to have remained on the right side...
      Thanks Soren.

      • sorenbarrett

        Thank you Doggerel Dave for your review and comments. This poem has been disliked by several people I suppose because Ted is not much of a hero here. A kind of American Guy Fawkes of a different type. Ted Kaczynski was a mathematical prodigy. He was a national merit finalist in High School, went on a scholarship to Harvard at just 15, went to the University of Michigan for his Masters and Doctoral degrees. He won the Sumner B.Myers prize for the best mathematics dissertation. At 25 he became acting Assistant Professor of mathematics at
        the University of California Berkley, and a few months later was appointed Assistant Professor on his way to tenure. He subsequently resigned and moved to a remote cabin in Montana with no electricity or running water. He spent his time hiking bicycling and reading classics in their original language. Upset over what he saw as destruction of the environment he began building bombs that killed three and injured 23 people. He was so careful in their construction that he became subject of the longest and most expensive manhunt of the F.B.I. And probably would have never have been caught had his brother not turned him in. Before being caught, he promised to stop the bombings if his manifesto was published in a national paper. It professed basically that technology would be the end of the human race.

      • Doggerel Dave

        I now note, having been distracted by Ted K, that I didn't give adequate note to your actual post.
        As usual I enjoyed your poetic form, though intrigued by the content.
        Though by the end you've focused on technology, at the start it would appear that your attention is on the perils of science. Come on Soren, there have to be some benefits...LOL!

        • sorenbarrett

          Of course it would be hard to get by without fire or a wheel. Ya got me Doggerel Dave, a little exaggeration may have been used, as artistic license to draw attention to the point.

          • Doggerel Dave

            Since your license hasn't expired, I'm going to let you go this time..................................... TIC (Tongue In Cheek)



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