Confessions of a reluctant Luddite

I had a moment this week where I genuinely considered becoming a Luddite. Not in a dramatic, delete-all-my-accounts way. In a proper, roll-up-the-sleeves, gather-the-villagers and smash the machinery sort of way. Because I realised something slightly unsettling. I am in a new Industrial Revolution, and I am the one weaving the textiles. Last time I wrote here, I was still comfortably speculating…