You
thought back to your grade school years. You remembered the smell of pencil
shavings, the sight of dirt under your fingernails, the feel of damp
grass-stained denim stuck to your knees. You remembered [falsely] having kept
your desk reasonably neat – coloured duotangs on the left, coil notebook
and utensils on the right, glue stick in the middle, ruler across the front.
You couldnÕt remember what each duotang held.
Ò[You]
have always been shaped more by the nature of media by which [you]
[communicated] than by the content of the communicationÓ (McLuhan, 1967: 8).