'Conspicuous industriousness' is fancy talk for chasing your own tail. This is the habit of rushing around frantically and feeling quite noble even when you go nowhere fast.
Equipped with cell phones, beepers, and handheld computers, the 'conspicuously industrious' blur the line between home and office by working anytime, anywhere.
Always on call, they make a perverse case for the argument that work isn't a part of life, but rather that life is a part of work.
They embody the new twenty-first century ideal--'I work, therefore I am.'
Joann Davis on how we're too busy 'running the rat race' to nurture our souls -- Beliefnet.com
What if a man gain all this and lose his own soul?