Sucked in by the Machine.

Dear loyal readers of the Moral Compass I owe all of you an apology. I have neglected my duties as of lately in bringing you entertainment reviews and political commentary. I have fallen prey to the most modern obsession that is plaguing mankind right now, technology addiction. I have seen people in the past obsessed with playing Atari games. Then portable Game Boys became the rage. Texting consumed people to the point that I thought there was something wrong with the persons back because their head was always hanging down looking at their stomachs. Internet porn can become a problem when your eyesight starts to go just like your mother warned you. I see people who can afford blackberries not wanting to be disturbed by human interaction unless there is an app for it. As rude as it is for people to ask you to put your thoughts on hold so they can return a text while you are standing right in front of them, I was infected with something far worse. I became ill from Face Book.

It started out simple enough, a person on my e-mail asking me to join Face Book. Sure why not. You start meeting many of your old friends from past lives and it all seem like fun. Then one of your so called friends tells you about a thing called Farkle. Not all people get started on Farkle just like not all alcoholics get started on Strohs. No, you may have gotten your first taste of alcohol form Boones Farm or MD 20 20 or Black Velvet. Believe me there are many different flavors of games on FB to whet your gaming appetite on. I just happened to start on Farkle then moved on to Slot Machines ( I am still on level 2 but I have all of my keys). Yes then I got sucked in by Word Drop ( I had the high score amongst all of my friends who played thanks to the word Whitehorse). Word Drop led me to Bubble Pop ( I was sooo close to getting a perfect score after three weeks of practice) just one more time, almost, Ok this is the last one, fifteen more minutes, only until one O clock, two O clock, Three O clock. Screw it let me try Bejeweled. Bejeweled became my heroin. It is a one minute game that will consume you for hours. I can do better than that, I have done better than that, I need more coins so I can afford boosts to the game. And pretty much for a month and a half instead of writing I have been sucked in by the machine, my compulsive personality took over and I became a Computer Zombie.

I apologize.

It took one of my loyal readers, a devil to some RI666, to smack me up side the head and say "what the hell is going on with the Moral Compass you have not written in over a month. I miss reading your blog, get off your lazy ass and write something". And to Mister 666 I say thank you. You have snapped me out of an addiction that like most addictions just makes you senselessly waste time.

I forgot that I have a responsibility to my public and just like Tiger Woods I hope you can forgive me too. Like Ben Rothlesburger who was smart enough not to have any witnesses by posting guards at the bathroom door, May God watch over all of us. Like Shaun Rodgers, the dumb ass, who doesn't know there is a locked and loaded firearm in his overnight bag that he is carrying through an airport I ask you to pardon me.

Yes people I am one of the fallen but now I am back. And to all of those people who are tending to your gardens on Farmville "get off of your lazy asses and get outside and do some real gardening". Forgive me and I will try and not get sucked in by the machine again.