Today,
we live in a world of constant connectivity.
I hardly ever bother to set an alarm anymore because I know the buzz
from my texts, calls and emails will probably wake me up anyway. When I give someone a ring I expect them to answer,
and when I don’t respond to a text immediately they assume I’m ignoring
them. My father sends me half a dozen
emails a
The
other day I had a conversation with my friend about how much he despised this
culture in which he is expected to be tuned in at all hours. We give him a hard time about never picking
up his phone or responding to texts, but he explained himself with an almost
desperate clinging to the days when our only method of communication was the
home phone line. His teachers at school
want him to read and respond to an email they send at noon by 2:30 in the
afternoon. His friends at home want him
to check his texts every 15 seconds. Not
to mention facebook, twitter, snapchat, groupme, and every other app or website
people use to transmit ideas and messages these days. But, maybe he doesn’t want to check his phone
for a couple hours; maybe he just wants to shoot some hoops, or play a game of
risk, or sit out by the pool, without being interrupted.
So,
even though it angers me to no end that he often ignores my calls and texts for
hours at a time, I have a certain respect for his decision to tune out
technology for a little while. Nothing
bothers me more than playing ping-pong with someone who needs to read their
texts between every point, or watching a movie with someone who can’t even pay
attention to the screen. Modern
developers are all pushing toward a time when it’s impossible to leave the web
of social networking—Google’s new glasses are worthy of their own blog
post. I just hope I don’t live to see
the day when I have a permanent earpiece installed, and computer powered lenses
in my eyes. The truth is, sometimes it’s
nice to hit the off switch for a while, and I think the people who can’t do
that should seriously reevaluate their priorities.
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