I came across these novel terms in a magazine not too long ago. I found them funny but also sobering. They are a running commentary on our great but sad plight.
My hubby has forever stuck to his firm belief that you can find a love story in every movie. Even Saving Private Ryan. Even Schindler’s List or To Kill A Mockingbird. He tells me they are all love stories when stripped of all the pomp, flash, and character extensions. So is every book, he summed up. Even Mary Roach‘s Gulp!
This brings me to the well established belief that everyone just craves acceptance, friendship, connection, love. However, how each person goes about achieving it has and will vary depending on a multitude of factors, both internal and external.
How may times have we seen families sitting at a table in a restaurant and each has their smart device inches from their faces? They are not really interacting with one another. I have casually observed people on a date of sorts, but constantly checking their phones for messages and social media posts. How can we have a decent, continuous, intelligent, and meaningful conversation with anyone if we’re constantly bombarded by texts, tweets, posts, reminders, or calls from our devices?
There are many times when I believe the smart devices and the sense of connectivity it pretends to provide has become a crutch, or even a defensive barrier to rejection. “Oh, if I seem inept at conversation and you find me boring, it’s not because I’m incapable of interesting and intelligent ideas. It’s really because I’m so busy and inundated with messages from my hoard of friends as evidenced by my device periodically pinging and chirping.”
Whatever happened to the art of conversation? Or the genuine interest in other people as people instead of self-promotion and each person’s Warholian fifteen minutes of fame being replayed repeatedly to get that elevated feeling of self-worth from posting a status? Are we now a generation of narcissistic self-absorbed green juice drinking yoga pose promoting bunch?
I happened to read a blog post on YeahWrite’s featured blogger, Travis Peoples, “The Nostalgia of Sandbox Etiquette.” In it, Travis laments a very similar malady. Go see what he has to say about this.
The internet has succeeded in fostering our isolation in spite of connecting us together at the click of a send button. We’re all together in this vast digital web but we’re also more alone than ever.
It’s so easy to fall prey to habitually checking devices. But really, it’s disrespectful of the people you are physically with at that moment. Our kids have called us on this when we see them for visits. We too have become attached to our devices. It was good to be reminded. It was good to be reprimanded. And, it’s always good to say, “I am with you at this moment. And only with you.” How hard can that be?
- Technology Woes (justwordsjm.wordpress.com)
- Relationship Tips for a Happy Marriage Part 42: Turn the Computer Off (church4u2.wordpress.com)