the always-on society
The ground shook, the walls rippled, the ceiling exploded, and everything turned dark. Dan Woolley was buried in a mountain of rubble. When he awoke and dug himself out of the pile, he realized his right leg had snapped in half. The back of his head was gushing with blood. The hotel lobby was pitch-black, and to make matters worse, he couldn’t find his glasses.
He knew he didn’t have long.
First, he needed light. Woolley, a web programmer, came up with a clever idea: He pulled out his digital camera and shined its focusing light on his surroundings. He snapped photos of the wreckage, using the flash to help him search for refuge. Finally—shot after shot after shot—his viewfinder revealed an elevator shaft. He ...