Digital Age Monk Mugs

Monk on PC.

"Looking at you, the moon and beyond, don't you think we could start a blog?"

"Did you remember to back up the last 4.5 billion years?"

"I change my mantra every two months so no one can hack my soul."

'Can I download that as a PDF?'

'Don't worry about the thumb sucking...she'll be texting with it soon enough.'

"I'm going on a retreat."

"It's ok -- It's the Enlightenment Channel."

"And the meaning of life is.... oh rats, the battery died."

"I wasn't copying off others. I was just crowdsourcing the answers."

"If you prayed to Google instead of God, you might get a constructive response."

'We have to move - they're putting in a cell phone tower up here.'

"The answers to the questions you seek could also be found on Google."

'It's a book, Sweetie - it doesn't have any ram!'

'No, Father, they're not praying. They're texting.'

Monks sitting at a row of computers typing up old-fashioned looking manuscripts.

After the summer holidays

''The Thinker' is an outdated concept.'

'Another big newspaper just went out of business.', 'How did you hear about that?', 'I read it on the internet.'

"Sorry - I've got to take this..."

"Buy my data $20"

"What, again? You've gotta be kidding me!"

'I wish Brother Gregory would spend less time surfing the 'net.''

"When I was a kid there was no internet. If you wanted to bully someone, you had to do it to their face."

His Master's Data.

What's 'Bitcoin'?

"What's the point of school? We can just look all this stuff up on wikipedia."

"That was good, but we could have watched it on my phone."

The most popular Sunday at St Clive's was always the annual 'Blessing of the Smartphones' service.

Evolution in the Era of the Selfie

You can have your privacy back, as soon as I've finished showing it to everyone