And I suppose everything new is old.
It’s ironic, I think, that there is so much chatter on Facebook from people who are trying to jump onto Google’s social networking site. I think that is what the chatter is all about. I can’t be certain. I am what you would call a “late adopter.” I’m not hot and heavy to try the latest newest thing. I still carry my personal flip phone. Smart phone foisted on me by my workplace. OK, I’ll admit I like it for Pandora and Pocket Frogs. But the smart “phone” part of it confuses me still. Exactly *how* do I playback that voice mail blinking at me? Not very intuitive.
So, we fickle tech users jump to the next new thing, do we? Is that what we do? And the next and the next. Until we’ll be able to transmit thoughts across the air mind to mind instantaneously. Until we can know what our friends and family are doing before even they do. Until our appointments take care of themselves and we don’t even have to show up for any human interaction anymore. Until we can do half of everything we need to in four times the time, leaving us somehow with one-tenth the free time we had three years ago. But, that’s ok because……….because………..well, because we’ll be hip to the latest gadget, in tune with those in the know, and keeping up with the Smiths.
Well, I think it’s time for this hip gal to deactivate, rejuvenate, and maybe spend more time writing blogs and other things that consist of more than 52 characters. Or however many characters our short-attention-span media allows us these days. It took my slow-tech, low-tech ass a long time to join all my “friends” on Facebook. If they are going to turn around and abandon me and my 3,782 pictures and my pithy status updates – well, heck! I’m just going to call them on the phone more often! *gasp*