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Web users lonely, inconsiderate slobs: Stats-Can

A new study from Statistics Canada looks at the "lifestyle" of people who use the internet more than an hour a day -- or, as the federal agency calls them, "heavy users". ("Users" being the descriptor of computer enthusiasts and drug addicts.)


The study also found:
-"Heavy users spent an average of 33 minutes less time each day than non-users on domestic work, such as child care and housekeeping."
-"Spouses and children in particular bore the brunt. Heavy users spent about half an hour less with spouses and with children than did non-users."
-"Heavy users were less likely than non-users to say they knew most or many of the people in their neighbourhood."
-Heavy users spent less time in active sports, engaging in civic and volunteer activities, or attending sports events, movies and other events. But they did express greater enjoyment in participating in clubs and social organizations.

The CTV write of the story reports 40% of these heavy Internet users are women. "Internet users also spend more time reading books and newspapers than non-users and reported less stress than those who did not use the Web."

So, I guess the message is ... if you have time to read this blog, maybe you should go wash the dishes or hug your spouse. And have a shower. And go outside and talk to real people.

Coming soon from Stats Can: A new study shows people who sleep more than average spend less time awake and active.

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