And not only are we so consumed with ear phones that will eventually damage our hearing and all electronic devices in front our face, 25% of injuries have increased in our teenager population due to electronic obsession. We are so preoccupied with the next text message that we are not aware of the car bearing down on us as we cross the street. That’s ok, it is the drivers responsibility anyway and if he or she hurts us, will just sue….another amazing result of accountability lack. And not only that, if the driver has the latest in updated vehicles, he can text, space out to music and do his her own thing because the car will signal him to brake on time.
While living to be a hundred because of medical electronics, the problem our future generations will have is shriveled vocal cords because of no communication, poor eyesight and hearing, and ultimately, a severe increase in dementia, which is already happening, because our brains will be non-existent.
Ok, this may be an exaggeration to some extreme, but after sitting in the train station waiting for family, I noticed no one looks each other in the eye anymore, acknowledges their presence, let alone offering a smile so consumed with escaping into the latest Iphone. And it is dangerous as someone stalks them from behind because we are totally unaware.
Because of their possessed behavior with text messaging and e-mail, their verbal skills are also greatly questioned. I’ll just send him a message rather than talk…it is easier, I can avoid confrontation without emotion because I don’t know how to express whats in my heart anyway. I don’t want to hear what he or she is feeling because unfortunately the voice gives that away.
And there you have it….and not one us can say there hasn’t been the opportunity when we chose e-mail over talking live and it was a mistake.
A very dear friend pointed out how people are so excited with their desk top illustration of walks in the park, or the beautiful setting sun on their phone and the new Facebook page that spouts a breathtaking rainbow. Have they ever seen the real thing? That is a scary concept.
He also remarked how it makes his day to see the old-timers breakfast club meet at McDonalds, looking at each other, laughing, talking and expressing emotion of the good and bad days, possibly even patting someone on the back, but sharing a real bond that Facebook and e-mail just can’t create.
What time does that club meet? I am on my way.