Technology

<p>We think of technology as a basket of broken eggs, which must hatch into chicks. Our contemplation is that we must accept disadvantage as advantage, that we must lead ourselves into a den of a lion, and sleep close to its mane.</p> <p>The starting point was an identification of eternity. It‘s difficult to agree with James Blunt: “Forever is just a minute to me.” For, in the initial analysis, technology is to us what a mustard seed is to a sea. There is, we beg, no specificity to an outlook on technology.</p> <p>But what does an unwholesome consideration entail? How can we write about change that is constantly changing? How can we find a definition for new renewed newly? We find that, in writing about technology, we are writing about the world; not as it is, or as it was, but as it was, is, and would be.</p> <p>There is, in a connected wondering, the speculation that technology is the art of witchcraft, wizardry. This tells us, in very clear and precise terms, that what we indulged in is as big as magic and probably bigger.</p> <p>So, magic is experienced for instance, in Olofinlua’s tribute to her computers, in the tons of morality in Ekine’s rendering of Nigerian social media, in Iduma‘s award-winning story of a Facebookish expression of humanness. And we see this hexing realism in Ifedigbo’s story where he seems to question the point of intersection between on-screen and real life. If this is unsatisfactory, Olusolape stops at 2020 to simulate what marital disagreement might look like.</p> <p>But there is more—Ajayi’s <em>Calling Credit</em>, as much technology as poetry; Toye’s short story of technological memory. And more.</p> <p>What must ask you—how big are your eyes? Technology, being an ocean, can fill your bucket and drown you while you fetch. But you should, we plead, find that you are in technology as it is in you—that you are this issue of <em>Saraba</em>, that what we have tried to do is chart your life, it‘s evolution, and how its evolution is possibly its devolution.</p> <p>And in out usual practice, we did not go far to sound these depths. There is, as you know, talent within reach: young, emerging writers, with limitless ambition.</p> <p>This is technology, we hope, within reach.</p>