Virgina Heffernan writes:
I had a revelation recently: a woman’s place is not in the home; it’s from the home!
...Try it: “Hi, boss. Today I’m staying home. Staying from home. I’m working from home.” That phrase! Timothy Ferriss, in “The 4-Hour Workweek,” the best-selling manual of truancy and shirking, argues that the first step to living the dream is persuading your boss that face time is pointless.
For real. The dishwasher, the washing machine and the pill were supposed to liberate us from something, but the superduper Internet, alone among the great 20th-century technologies, has really nailed it.
Thanks to the Internet, women who prefer never, ever to leave the house to enter the unpredictable world of vice presidents and printer hubs get to pursue fame and fortune as greedily as anyone. ... Sure, all those deals that were supposed to go down on the golf course or at the urinal — they probably still happen there. But now, if we so choose, we have the means to text-pester the golfers all the livelong day...
I have this feeling that we are not yet talking about true liberation. An email on a blackberry is less personal than stopping by someone's office and saying "hi". I certainly don't want to be "text-pestered". Read the NYT article
here.
