Ilha virtual

Robinson [Crusoe] is able to survive his solitude because he’s lucky; he makes peace with his condition because he’s ordinary and his island is concrete. David [Foster Wallace], who was extraordinary, and whose island was virtual, finally had nothing but his own interesting self to survive on, and the problem with making a virtual world of oneself is akin to the problem with projecting ourselves onto a cyberworld: there’s no end of virtual spaces in which to seek stimulation, but their very endlessness, the perpetual stimulation without satisfaction, becomes imprisoning.

“Farther Away: ‘Robinson Crusoe’, David Foster Wallace, and the island of solitude”, Jonathan Franzen

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