As a gentleman of a certain age I pride myself with keeping up with technology. I'm downloading music from iTunes and books from iBooks. I have an iPhone, an iPad and a MacBook. I get my news from the internet, not newspapers and TV. I watch videos. I check out movie times and theatres. And I bookmark restaurants I go to so I can reserve on the internet in the future.
But one thing I don't get is texting. I mean really, as if e-mail wasn't impersonal enough. Now you can be rude and remote in real time?
I have friends who aren't even on Facebook so like I'm sure they're not into texting. They, and I, think cell phones are for talking. How prehistoric, right? And I actually still have a landline telephone at home. Imagine!
But I hate to admit I am guilty of being lazy and evasive. That's right, I'm a texter. I use my cell phone for almost everything except talking. It's got games, books, news, music, Google and, yes, a texting function.
But my texting is limited. I contain it to just my kids. It's not because we're not close. It's because it's convenient. They both work. I know they'll get my text and answer me later in the day. And vice-versa.
But still it's difficult for me to accept. I mean I grew up in the day of rotary phones and party lines and, I know this will shock you, face-to-face conversations. Yes, imagine having to actually talk to someone standing next to you! Welcome to the 2010s!
Funny thing. In 1976, one of my favourite 70s bands released an album called "How Dare You?". The inside of the album cover portrayed a group of people at a party, all of them talking on the phone.
This was 1976, mind you. Cut the phone cords and that picture would represent any social gathering today. Why talk to someone in person when you can Tweet, Facebook, e-mail or text someone else?
Talk to someone face-to-face? I guess 10cc got it right, and were way ahead of their time, when they said "How Dare You?"
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