Is there anybody out there, feeling something?
A collection of theorists once posed that there could be a law applied to the space between people. In such a law, there exists only six degrees of separation between one singular person, and any other soul on this planet. We are but a human web within a field of network theory.
When peeping through this ideological window - a number of acquaintances, or particular circumstances can connect you to anyone else's life, no matter how far away their world appears to be from yours.
However, I can't imagine that when these philosophers and sociologists alike' were sitting around mulling over such an idea, they could've foreseen neither their tomorrows, nor our today. Thus, I don't believe the theory concerns itself with the logistics of finding the 'friend' of a 'friend' on Facebook, or seeking out the credentials of that dreamy boy from your elective whom you will never find the courage to actually speak to. No, this idea is much more organic than that.
These adorners of waistcoats and tweed vests, as we would so stereotypically imagine them to be - were obviously not touched by the ways in which liars fabricate intimacy, songwriters build an emotional connection, or lovers project fables of naive idealism upon their desired subject.
If we are so close, even before the benefits of the ‘new-age’ hit us, then why is it with a broken heart and a pool of archeological evidence that suggests this very pain has been felt before, on even grander levels - that we could feel so alone in such a tight space?
So it seems there may be several oversights within this theory's exploration of a particularly grey area of humanity. Selfishness and isolation in times of personal strife may render these connections inert, or at least test the tensile strength of our bonds. In order for the degrees of separation to break down – one’s status has to be set as 'available' in order to connect.
We may be surrounded by an entire web of people, and portals to newer relationships; but we're still living in a world where an event, as relatively small as one person's demise, can become their entire universe.
- the article that opened my doors to be a Journalist for the Newcastle Herald
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