When working at Arizona Industries f/t Blind, in 1995, I had a conversation with a woman named Dorothy. This woman is in her 50s and is rather direct and to the point. “Barry, you really need to stop talking about computers,” says Dorothy. “Why?” I asked. “You’re agitating people here,” she explained. It seems I was threatening “the Bubble”.
What is this mysterious bubble? Is it a spatial anomaly encompassing the place? Is it just a local phenomenon? Better yet, how does one escape this bubble? First, it’s neither a spatial anomaly nor mysterious local phenomenon. The bubble is a place of safety one flees to when hurting. We think ourselves “safe” inside this bubble; however it is not so. Continue reading