I don’t have a BlackBerry, an iPhone, or any of the knockoffs. I don’t have an iPod. I rarely download music or movies. I don’t use my cell phone very often because I hardly keep any minutes on it. I have never even owned a video camera, and I’m pretty sure that I wouldn’t be able to upload or edit video if I tried.
I’m not hyper-connected. I do belong to a couple social networking sites, but it honestly is mostly just to say hello to my old friends who are spread out across the country, and/or to take ridiculous time-wasting personality quizzes. I also admit that I love the fact that Brian Griffin has his own Wikipedia page. And obviously I have a blog, but that’s mostly because I write constantly and am trying to get more comfortable with the idea of people being able to read my writing.
So I know that I’m kind of a black sheep to my generation, but I just don’t get all the technology.
Sometimes the internet is great for finding information immediately that would require time-consuming library research, or to do things like finding academic papers, buying used books, paying bills, comparing products and prices, getting directions, etc. Of course, I am able to do all of these things using other means, and still often do. And frankly, I don’t want to be able to do these things all of time, from wherever I am.
I need to stop and take a breath sometimes. I need to be able to just stop and think. I need uninterrupted silence.
It seems that people are addicted to being connected via technology. I mean, nearly every time I see someone walking alone they are on their phone. But at the same time, technology allows us to increasingly isolate our physical selves from the world. Our relationships devolve into a few words sent across cyberspace or by way of satellite.