Things happen too fast. Innovation supplants innovation, and we never get a chance to absorb the changes. The push to be the first and best takes its toll on us. New ideas, new products keep coming at us, marketed as the latest and greatest and must-have. Until next year, when once again the latest and greatest are must-haves.
We’re always unsettled, unsatisfied, restless, fascinated, occupied by shiny things for a few moments, before we feel compelled to move on to the next shiny thing without fully comprehending the implications of the thing we just thought was the end-all of shiny things.
I wonder if this is what Mick meant when he sang about not getting any satisfaction.