cover-facebook.jpg"Wish you got more phone calls? Just be late on your credit card payments", Woody Allen advised us years ago. In the 90's, phones got ousted by email as the latest cure to loneliness. Depressed, office-dwelling, Bridget Jones-like women buried their cell phones deep in their bags, and now started their working day by checking their e-mail. It was like a psychological tuning-fork, used on a daily basis. An empty mailbox was a road to depression. Lonely immigrants and their parents, job applicants, and students awaiting a positive reply from universities far away fell into deep melancholy as long as the uplifting parenthesised number didn't appear next to their mail inbox. At least one. And until then there was only depression arising in the soul of the martyr. Today, this has passed.