Massive amounts of technology are good for our society, right? In part, I would agree. When I need wide varieties of information during high school and college, I would need either to refer to my encyclopedia or get to a library. Now, I can access whatever I want from home within seconds.
When you traveled thirty years ago or more and wanted to choose the proper clothes for local weather, you either called your destination’s weather phone number or caught the evening television news. Now you can find the weather forecast anywhere in the world, right now.
While this saves me time, gas, frustration and inaccuracy, I have nostalgia for some of our days of pre-sophistication.
I miss the anticipation of Sunday long distance calls when rates were lowest.
I miss the smell of old, well-worn reference books on the shelves of vaulted ceilinged, musty but venerable libraries.
I miss the pride derived from bringing home a term paper graded with stars and smiles.
I miss sending resumes after reading the help wanted ads in the Sunday paper. When you came home the following day, you checked to see if your voice mail light was blinking.
I miss seeing baseball cards, pop beads and concrete chalk at recess. Now I see fidget spinners, slime and smart phones.
I miss never fearing identity theft, never wondering if I’ve been unfriended and never having to deal with (often obscene) spam.
It’s inevitably about trading one reality that was relatively uncomplicated for another that is intrinsically complex. No, I don’t want to sacrifice the advances made in medicine, travel, communications and transmission of words in the blog format. But I think it’s fair to treasure a world with less formidable anxieties and more front porch, down home elegance. Shalom.