Something is wrong. Technology is beginning to feel evil to me. In the same sense that money may be viewed as evil; meaning it’s giving us greater opportunity to destroy ourselves.
I feel as though I’m disconnecting. Drifting deeper into a void of flippant words, haphazardly injected into my conscience through lifeless text with no tangible substance to tie to existence.
I would much prefer to write this down than type it on this tablet via simulated keypad that frequently disregards my touch and intent with words and wording. Autocorrect and misinterpreted thumb presses have me doubting my abilities to produce coherent sentences that properly convey my thoughts. The problem is that I just realized I don’t own a single piece of lined paper. These words don’t even really exist as words. They’re just a bunch of zeros and ones posing as letters when I look at them. I don’t necessarily trust that my intent is being fully conveyed and stored in this attempt at expressing myself through the use of an agreed upon form of language known as English. Do you know how many two, three, and four letter words I’ve had to correct or let Autocorrect correct just to get this point in this rant? Too fucking many. Words I know I know how to spell, but I keep on having to have my attempts at spelling them corrected because of the method of input technological advancement and my eagerness to advance along with it. I’ve not used a single word or turn of phrase that should warrant me meticulously proofreading this before I post because I’m not inept at writing. So I won’t proofread this. Because I never had so many fucked up sentences in anything I’ve written since I learned how to spell words before I started depending on a fucking computer screen to function as my writing utensil.
Yes, I am actually very upset about this. I’m upset because I’m actually starting to question myself on things that I feel are entirely too fundamental for me to be questioning as 31 year man that can clearly remember when he never proofread anything and rarely ever had anyone tell him later that he made a mistake in his spelling. And it’s even worse when you research to make sure you know how to spell the word correctly and this fake ass keyboard STILL ends up fucking it up. Infuriating.
I shouldn’t be this frustrated at the writing process. I LOVE writing. But this is a tangent I could frustrate myself with trying to express on this horrendous ass device for hours. So back to the original point.
This “electronically connected” movement is starting to feel like it’s nothing more than a means to dehumanize one of the most fundamental aspects of human existence; social interaction. We are not connected to others via tweets, texts, message boards, Facebook statuses, or even FaceTime (or any other videoconferencing technology). NOTHING can come close to actual face to face human interaction. Nothing. Consultants whose job is to help businesses be better at communicating will flat out tell customers that no form of communication is remotely as effective as face to face communication. No form of communication can provide as complete a message as face to face communication because most of communication is not the words. And every time you reduce the information that accompany the words, you drastically reduce the effectiveness of communication. Most of what passes as communication in electronic settings is only words. Disconnected. This is not communication at its sincerest. Not even what I’m writing now. At least I’m aware of that.
I miss writing on paper because it has elements of face to face communication embedded in it. You can observe the weight of the pen stroke instead trying to interpret what words in caps lock signify or guessing what it means when there are three question marks instead of the normal two for that person (if you’re even sure they’re actually asking a question). I guess that could still be an issue with handwritten things, but I personally associate writing things with hand with trying to spell and punctuate with as much care as I’m able.
I don’t think I like how much is out there to judge a person by.
We all judge. If you say you don’t, I judge you to be a liar or almost completely mentally disabled. I think people are afraid of judgment because judgment and punishment have become one and the same in most people’s minds. They aren’t. You still have to do both separately, though usually one after the other in a consistent order. Everyone has the responsibility to judge. The right to punish is quite another matter. Most people don’t have that, though that may not stop them from trying. There is a power in naming your fears. There is a danger in giving your fear the wrong name. If you fear punishment, be clear with yourself and others that this is the case. There isn’t much point in fearing what you cannot control. Judgment is uncontrollable so there are things to be judged.
People don’t think things through. People can’t think everything through. Not completely. We have limited capacities for basically everything, so there’s no reason to believe thinking things through should be the exception. We are designed to be fallible. It’s in our nature. It’s gonna happen. We constantly present others with information for them to judge us by. It’s how life works. It’s how communication works. As I said before, this electronic form of communication lacks so much of what is important in communication. Yet it’s so convenient that it causes plenty of people to communicate things to an audience that they normally wouldn’t communicate such things to if given a choice. Flippant words haphazardly injected into my conscience. I do it, too and I’m sure it’s not helping.
I’m not trying to start an exodus from Twitter, Facebook, the comments section on news articles, etc. I’m not even gonna try to wrap this up neatly. I’m just complaining. I plan on doing something about it for myself. The rest of you can do whatever feels right for you to do. Duh.