Resisting technology worthwhile for 2007 and many years preceding

It’s January second and I’m trying to recover from about a week of too much food, too much lethargy, too many football games (My team lost.) and too little common sense.

I spent most of New Year’s Day on the shady side of the Cotton Bowl Stadium, watching my wife’s alma mater, Auburn, eke out a victory over Nebraska, while a brisk breeze kept us from getting too warm. I spent the Saturday before New Year’s Day up to my waist in the cold water of the Brazos, flinging flies at reluctant rainbow trout. We caught our limit but it took all day and I’m still about four degrees below my normal temperature. See what I mean about common sense?

But today I’m motivated. It’s the first working day of a new year, though I must admit I did a bit of editing last night on a story I had written before Christmas just so I could e-mail it to the office first thing this morning. I thought that showed remarkable dedication (or incredibly poor planning).

I have interviews lined up for tomorrow so I’m feeling pretty smug on the cusp of this new year.

So 2007 beckons, a blank page (or empty computer screen) waiting for me to fill it with meaningful work or successful fishing trips, whichever seems more appropriate at various times during the year. I probably should make some resolutions that I could discard by Ground Hog Day but why bother?

I could begin with committing to help preserve literacy. Several editors and I have been passing e-mails back and forth today bemoaning the demise of the English language, attention to spelling and the lessons of history (apparently one of us was a history major somewhere back in our less delusional past and has been showing off his knowledge of things historical). Apparently, too, they are having motivational problems on the first working day of the year.

We are assuming that within 20 years or so no one will remember how to spell actual words since instant message language will take over the world. I don’t speak IM. I had to ask someone what LOL means (laugh out loud).

I’m afraid that several generations down the RNA road people will have tiny little fingers perfectly adapted to punching out messages on smaller and smaller personal communications devices (PCDs since no one will be willing or able to remember how to write out the entire description).

I recently upgraded my cell phone and, much to my chagrin, the only one I could get with the package (and price) I wanted came with instant message capability and a bad camera. I’ve received several instant messages and have no idea how to respond. And my fingers are too big to poke the tiny numbers on the keypad, anyway. I usually just call back and actually talk. A benighted concept, but someone must maintain standards.

Perhaps I’ll spend 2007 resisting the urge to embrace technology. Of course that will be little different from 2006 and about a decade of years prior to that.

Anyway, I’m off to a good start. One page (computer screen) is filled.

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