Throne of Social Destruction
L= 2.70m, l= 1.40m, H= 0.90m
I belong to the generation of technology. Wireless devices dictate the way I communicate, work and entertain myself. I do not go to the library, but I have every database across the country at my fingertips.
I am unable to go out for dinner, but you can ‘like’ my lunch on Instagram. I will not be going to work tomorrow, but I remotely accessed the office server to meet my deadline before midnight. I was too impatient for the movie to come out at the box office, so I downloaded it, and I streamed my MBA lecture on Human Resource Management online right before that.
In order to reach me, kindly text me, post on my wall, message me on Facebook or send me a Tweet. To see me, give me a Skype call or FaceTime me. I will not be sending you a card for Christmas, but I will update my status and tag you in it. I am also available over videochat should you wish to compare Christmas gifts.
My throne is self-sufficient. It is progressively rendering the function of spaces obsolete, eliminating my need for them to perform my daily acts, and increasingly disconnecting me from people and events.
My throne foreshadows an even more progressed culture of total distraction, complete absence of physical interaction and reckless addiction to instant gratification.
My throne is a Throne of Social Destruction.