That we humans are able to
exist at all in so infinitely-complex and frustrating a world is a
testament to our resilience and flexibility. We are bombarded every
moment of every day with contradictions and challenges and decisions,
and somehow we manage to wend our way through the minefields, though
it can be argued it is harder and harder to do so.
Ironies and contradictions
abound. We have created technology to make our lives simpler, and
have ended up being ruled by them. We come up with new ways of direct
communications and lose the ability to communicate directly (as
anyone who has ever tried to reach a real human being at a major
corporation can attest).
To have a computer is not
enough. One must have an iPod and an iPad and a Kindle and a
Blackberry. Telephones begat cell phones, and cell phones begat
texting and ring tones and 14,999 various "apps". I have a
computer (and have made the quantum leap from sit-in-one-place PC to
a laptop, and I now have a device which enables me to get onto the
internet from anywhere in the city of Chicago. I do not have an iPad
or a Kindle, or a Blackberry. I have seen them, but I have never used
them, and honestly I don't see any need for them, though I'm sure
they're lots of fun.
I am bedeviled by endless TV
commercials that encourage me to sign up for a mind-boggling array of
supposedly absolutely necessary services I in fact do not need, each
of which I can have "for only $99.99 for the first three
months." I am well aware that the single purpose of all
commercial ventures is to make money, but I rather strongly resent
the implication that if I don't have (read "buy") all these
gadgets and gee-gaws, I am a pathetic relic unfit for society. Lord
knows I get that message clearly enough in other areas of my life. I
don't need it from technology.
I have yet to completely
figure out Facebook and Twitter and Google+ and LinkedIn and
BranchOut and the 9,000 other internet sites I am told I "must"
belong to if I intend to get/keep my name out there and find new
readers for my books. And as a result, I spend so much time bouncing
from site to site that I have almost no time to write.
Obligations are part of
life. If you are below retirement age, you have to get up and go to
work five days a week whether you want to or not. We all have
obligations, to friends, family, employers. For the most part, we
meet them, and when we don't, there are often consequences. It is the
obligations imposed on us by our culture and by technology which are
the problem. We are in effect bullied into them.
The human need to belong, to
feel part of the whole, is universal. It is a fact advertisers know
well and exploit to the fullest. One of the most popular expressions
in the advertiser's lexicon is "Everybody's talking about..."
The fact that, of course, everybody is not talking about it is
totally irrelevant. The clear message they are sending is that if you
are not talking about it, you don't belong.
Bombastic politicians are
fond of saying "The American people will not tolerate
such-and-so." So, obviously, if you have no objection to or may
even be in favor of the "such-and-so," you are not a part
of "the American people."
The world, it seems, is the
embodiment of that old vaudeville question: "Have you stopped
beating your wife?" No matter how you respond, you're in
trouble. Damned if you do, damned if you don't.
Dorien's blogs are posted by 10 a.m. Central time every Monday and Thursday. Please take a moment to visit his website (http://www.doriengrey.com) and, if you enjoy these blogs, you might want to check out Short Circuits: a Life in Blogs (http://bit.ly/m8CSO1), which is also available as an audiobook (http://www.audible.com/pd/ ref=sr_1_1?asin=B00DJAJYCS& qid=1372629062&sr=1-1).
1 comment:
I've never been fond of the "you MUST have this if you want to be looked favorably upon" gadgets. I have a cell phone because I make calls, text and take the odd picture now and again. I don't surf the internet from it. I don't check social media on it. I don't play games on it. I don't even listen to music on it.
And yet my hubby keeps asking if I'd like something bigger and better by which I can help him rule the world.
I say no.
Post a Comment