I don't mean just in the sense that they are not cool. I mean they actually provide suction. The suck you down, taking up your time, your money, your space, until you're crushed under the weight of falling newspapers one day when you're old.
Take, for instance, me. For the past 2 weeks, I've been moving my physical possessions from one locale to another. TWO WEEKS, 1 carload and 1 cartload at a time. That's 12 carloads and cartloads of stuff (I took a couple days off). In that time, all I've had time to do is move stuff from one locale to another.
In that time, I've had no time to consider the things I enjoy doing: Gnosticism. Hermeticism. Beer. Video games. Nothing. Just moving stuff, over and over and over.
And as I've started unpacking, I'm coming to realize that some of the stuff is a) not useful anymore, b) hasn't been used in over 3 years, or c) simply inappropriate for our new locale.
I'm beginning to understand why so many mystical/spiritual people regard wealth and possessions as evil. The attachment to them is a killer. I've joked with my wife we'd just put it all in a pile and light it on fire. Next time we move, I won't be joking.
So, here's my vow: I'm not buying anything durable (i.e., I will buy food and alcohol and toilet paper and toothpaste) without getting rid of two durable things. That includes books! I also have two older computers, and far too much furniture. I'm getting rid of as much of it as I can. I already got rid of a roto-tiller and an old armchair, and I hope they do someone else some good. Now, for all those old books.