Those of us who have made the commitment to connect, check email and text with an almost addictive attention. Some would feel completely isolated without an hourly review of Facebook and Twitter. With a group of well-read and interesting folks recently, I took note that we’d all fallen from conversation and were, instead of exchanging with our tablemates, engaged in assessment of our respective hand-held communication devices. What was it that we needed to know? Had the world changed so much in the moments since we’d last looked that we felt driven to depart from stimulating conversation to instead retreat to our own private communication? In pointing to the absurdity of our situation, one wise compatriot said “Facebook birthdays are like elementary school Valentines parties.” She was both pithy and entirely correct. Even today, we revel in the fact that people think of us, counting the number of messages from on-line acquaintances and friends taking note of our birthdays and life passages just as grade-schoolers we’d peer hopefully into our earnestly decorated shoebox longing to find it filled with small love notes – perhaps one from the pretty girl with red hair. In the end, isn’t it normal, perhaps even good, to seek connection and to care if others seek it as well?
This column was published on Tuesday, May 22, 2012 in the Current in Carmel, Current in Westfield, Current in Fishers, Current in Zionsville and Current in Noblesville - http://youarecurrent.com/