I think the ambivalence you describe is a characteristic of any truly sane person in this age. Truly sane meaning someone who is aware of her dependence upon the Machine, thankful for them (or at least glad to have them), yet ill at ease with their ubiquity. I admit to coveting a Triumph TR6 sports car. Maybe someday I'll own one. But at the same time I admit it has no catalytic converter and makes a bad racket, and "image is everything" in regard to it, not to mention power and speed. What about the sacred groves of woodland and the quiet miles of uninhabited land? I want to drive through them in my imaginary TR6 but then a road would have to be cut through them. Better to walk, no? But how do I get there? Via automobile. Ambivalence.
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