An internet carol
Not too many days ago, I went to a staged reading of A Christmas Carol. It was thoroughly rewarding — Scrooge was tremblingly grateful to be delivered from his obsessive thrift, and Bob Cratchitt and Scrooge's nephew were kind enough to acknowledge the change in Scrooge's habits. I went out into the streets suffused with well-being.
I had read Andy Oram's essay (”The Ghosts of Internet Time”) before, but he sent it around again today and I was delighted to see it. So here it is.
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