Killing ourselves softly - Technology's affect on the way we live and function

Gone are the days of the now archaic where pens, pencils and paper ruled the workplace. Gone are the days eyes didn't fry in the presence of numerous computer screens staring from their elevated perches down, directly into our faces. Gone are the days people leave the office still feeling human after they spent their day on their feet or moving around. Gone are the days of the athletic or predominantly physical active journalist or public relations consultant who spent their days running around an office - at least they were active - all for that perfect story that would bump them ever so slightly up the eschalons of communicative prowess.

If you haven't deduced my thought thread already, then prepare for enlightenment: the revolting state of employment I and many of us now find ourselves in involves the modern-day office - an abyss of computer technology gone crazy that renders the use of our hands as tools of writing, drawing and creation: useless. Renders our eyes mere technological receptors, susceptible to the radiation emitted from, as I mentioned before, the many screens that no doubt fill the room we sit in and no doubt have unspeakable, somewhat ghastly long-term consequences. Alas, many of us have no choice or don't care; blinded by the almighty dollar to be made.