The delicious year of 2006 B.A. (Before Apple iPhone in 2007), was the tick ticking on your blackberry keypad and the swishing of your handheld palm pilot’s screen pen. I do think a number of our topics in 2019 is how to detach from technology when it gets too toxic. But, are we even ready? Honestly, I am far from detaching from all things techie-PERIOD. I do believe that if I wasn’t married in this great nation, I’d be married to my devices. How awful is that? I am consciously aware that from the moment we wake up…well actually even before we wake up, your iPhone at arm’s length distance does the waking for you.
We are then prescribed right now to take hike walks outdoors in the forest, where we most believe that get us back to alignment, and this holds true–100% completely. How did we stretch so far out from our Neanderthal ways, that we have to be reminded to establish eye-contact with other humans, and look at the street you’re crossing not your screens?
How did we get here, really?”
Today, my weekends consist of a mental-checklist on different social media platforms, trying to find #inspo with all things social-media-y. From my 4 accounts I manage on Instagram, to meal-prep suggestions on Pinterest (which I never end up doing), music-album hoarding on Apple Music, scrolling prime items on Amazon (which I won’t probably buy), blogging on blogger then my website, then cross-posting from IG to Tumblr to FB & Twitter. Like, geez–it’s exhausting. Absolutely ridiculous and necessary, and yet–we fall flat on our faces daily. The need to keep scrolling and typing and double tapping and insta-liking. Whew. We definitely trained our brains to go on auto-pilot as soon as we open that social media app. From meme to never-ending. Our social world now, has become so isolated from one human to another, that we are tricked into thinking we are all connected to some level.
What was life for me before Siri? Before asking Google what the weather’s like, or how traffic is like on the 15, or even to literally call my phone ‘coz I kinda misplaced it around and under the bed, perhaps. Life before Apple iPhones, were card games around the living room with candle lights, I remember. With my then roommates in Indianapolis, we gathered each evening sharing real stories face to face. We played ‘1,2,3 pass’ with playing cards and drew red lipstick on each other’s faces if you lost, all this without Snapchat, the ridiculous time we dared one another to buy some late night ice cream with red lipsticks all drawn around our faces.
There’s a number of experiences B.A. that I can think of, and that is not too long ago. I’m that millenial cusp, a senior of my generation, but still a millenial.–Yes, we are married to our devices. I couldn’t really imagine life without it, knowing we’ve been in a very committed relationship since 2007. I am also very aware of this behavior, I don’t know if it makes it better. But somehow talking about it makes me realize the steps I need to do in order for me not to lose real human connection IRL. Making myself aware, that somehow as humans we need an update on our human-skills and social abilities. Maybe, just like our apps-we can rate ourselves if we need a new version, a better one, a more user-friendly kind, the one that doesn’t lag or shutdown when overloaded. Somehow, as humans– rebooting ourselves by taking a few steps back, restart, refresh, or even upgrade to a better version of YOU.
- I am committed not having my iPhone on the dinner table with family or friends.
- I should be reached without any anxiety by anyone even if I don’t reply. Basically, if I don’t text you back or left you at ‘read’, it’s ok–hang tight, I’m probably not dead. I’ll get back to you, eventually. My life will have no apologies for no replies.
- My inbox will always be full of unread emails, that’s the fact of life I have accepted.
- I am committed to a hang-out, and will only whip out the iPhone for camera purposes as I will upload them not in real time anyway.
- Music doesn’t count and is out of the question if its bound to technology, this will 24/7 be present in my life. (analog to digital, baby)