For just a moment, stop and look around you.
What do you see? If you’re in a public place, I’ll bet at least half the people will have their noses a couple of inches from an electronic device such as a small communication and info device that serves as a telephone, internet connector, texter and gaming station that occasionally says “Droid” in a deep voice.
In fact, chances are that if these users were in a bank during a robbery, being so engrossed in the little transistorized marvels, I doubt they would realize what was happening. Questioned later, the answer would probably be, “what robbery?”
Even though I’m attempting to cling to the old traditional ways of communication and information gathering, it’s now impossible to avoid being swept up in the “innovations” that seem to change on a daily basis. After so many years of stuffing things away in my mental file cabinets, I don’t have room for the basics of using an iPhone, iPad, or electronic notebook.
In fact, if they start messing around with something as simple as an electric razor, I’ll be sporting a full beard. I recall with fondness the simplicity of TVs. Change a channel? Get up and turn a knob. Turn it on and off? Get up and turn a knob. Now, it takes a six month course in television operation for the simple things like on, off, channel selection, volume control, recording, contrast, record and playback, and something called input.
I’ve mistakenly pushed the wrong button on the remote a number of times and after a grand expansion of my vocabulary, Judy, my resident expert, plays the remote like a pianist and has me back to Duck Dynasty in no time. A “self destruct” button would be nice. I could watch the thing disappear in a small mushroom shaped cloud.