I was at the gym Tues and noticed a guy shaving with a Power Fusion and canned goo. With my too many years at the shooting range ears I could hear the hum of the razor. It crossed my mind that it was like so many things now. The stark white foam goo-visually striking but with no real tactile enjoyment or refined aroma. The razor humming, preventing hearing the sound of whiskers being cut (no singing razor here). The razor vibrating, obliterating any feeling by your hands or face. It was all visual, no fine touch, no subtle sounds or odors. It was a video game, its was football on TV rather than a multisensory, personal experience. It was a reduced, sterilized, empty exercise.