The Depressing Architectural Reality of 5G Towers

I’m not going to speculate as to what a 5g tower does or whether its a good thing or a bad thing. There are plenty of other websites for that and you can make up your own mind with the information available to us. It’s also a subjective thing, as no one really knows anything (based on what I myself know).

I don’t know how other people perceive the world when you’re driving your car and going about your business, but I happen to notice a lot of things about my environment. Maybe its just part of reading the road so that you don’t cause yourself a mischief, or maybe not.

But one of the things that definitely appears in my perception is the proliferation of strange new rectangular objects placed on the top of towers.

These things are everywhere. Almost everywhere you turn there are these things that, apparently, give us good internet or something.

Now for the purpose of my blog its neither good nor bad to have objects giving us good internet. But the subject is on how these objects pollute our visual environment.

Everywhere we look, now, we are confronted with a visual reminder that we are totally dependent on our technology. If the internet was to disappear tomorrow, there would be a collective panic. Maybe even a riot. All semblance of control would disappear and the world would revert to some form of great analogue unknown, where each day would be an adventure to get through.

Relatives and friends would be harder to contact, and meetings would have greater significance in the timeline of one’s life

Everything would get more challenging, and provide our minds with a terrific workout.

Creativity would open up again to the imagination as the construction of art and ideas would no longer be coopted by technical groupthink morons that monopolise the market. The free exchange of ideas would flow once more as conversation would not be controlled by opaque technology platforms.

Communities would move off of social media platforms to the physical, local world as a necessity. We would spend more time with our loved ones, as we would be unsure when we would see them next.

The general political discourse would lose its emotion and return to a form of benign debating club where the most boorish members of society can tie themselves up in semantic knots, leaving free adventure to those who dare.

Money would cease to be the dominant method of exchange and be relegated to simply one of many modes of exchange, and the world would no longer be ruled by those who control the supply.

People would learn skills and find purpose in work again, instead of having to invent bizarre jobs that would not need to exist if the technology didn’t exist. Work could become simply something we do because we’re good at it, rather than a submission to the demands of the labour market.

The culture would not need to rely on global drama and narrative to sustain itself, as our lives will suddenly be full of drama and suspense. We could stop living through the characters on television and in movies, and live those adventures in our own timelines.

People would be able to form a more peaceful relationship with dying, as the option for postponing the end through more and more different medicines would cease to be a thing. Religion would return as a cornerstone of life and indeed the knockon effect on the general morality of society would be highly pronounced. Religions would no longer have to play along with the technology’s narrative out of fear of cancelation.

What I’m writing about is a form of utopia, outside of the world wide spider’s web that has entrapped so many of us.

When a fly flies into a web, it is stuck until the spider wraps it up and eats it. The fly never usually is able to escape as the web is so sticky, but perhaps nature is providing as with a clue as to how we ought to move forward, collectively.

Instead, we are left with daily visual reminders of our entrapment. Forever tied to reliance on our portable electronic devises, watching the same story play out day in day out, in all forms of our content.

Perhaps we would not experience war on a global scale if we were able to enter into a much more version of the present day, because we would not be pumped full of drama and emotion.

Our food will become sustainable, local and healthy as we would lose the means of mass production and the addition of strange novel chemicals.

Our entertainment would become pure as the need for mass production would cease, with only the best stories being produced, and we would not need to mine the past for novel experiences to document.

Our leaders would become serious and diligent, without the pressures of needing to respond to a hundred notifications an hour.

I could go on and on.

This is what I think of whenever I see an array of these towers.

Maybe one day they’ll be strange artifacts in museums, reminders of the before times, before the golden age.