Informed. I’d like to think that I am. But why? Is it to make better decisions? Learn something about myself or the world? Or is it so I can be part of The Discourse? Show others that I’m in touch?

Information isn’t knowledge, it’s just data. Data can become knowledge, if processed accordingly. But mostly, it’s just noise, meant to distract us from truth.

I pride myself on knowing things. It’s one of the ways I connect with the world. Show others that I, too, can be part of the conversation.

But as is most often the case, more information isn’t better. It’s just. More.

“We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness. We are monkeys with money and guns.” ― Tom Waits