Friday, June 06, 2008

FFA "I want you just the way you are..."

FFA Topic #12: When Technology Goes Too Far...





So I gave this topic a lot of thought (one of the reasons I'm posting it later in the day) and I tried to think of ways that all this technology has gotten out of control. This is what I've come up with:

I am actually okay with all of those technological advances that bother so many. Of course, the reason I am okay with them is because I'm insanely lazy, but so it is. I was thinking about all of the technology that enables my laziness--the remote control (because seriously, who gets up to change the channel?), my keyless entry truc for my car (the batteries died this week and I'm not going to lie that I had trouble unlocking my car with the key!), my cell phone (I heart texting!), my laptop (enabling my endless-book-making!), my Wii (Look ma! I'm exercising!)...it just goes on and on. While I fully acknowledge and accept how pathetic our society has become as we've become more and more reliant on technology to do stuff we should have to do ourselves, I for one am just grateful for the strides. However, having said that, am I the only one who forgets about blue-tooth technology and thinks people are talking to THEMSELVES all the time?

6 smart remarks:

Jami said...

Listen, I'm with you. The technology is good . . . it's when people do stupid things with it.

Plus, yes, I alway think people are a bunch of crazies talking to themselves, too. Sometimes, of course, it's true.

claire said...

I am convinced that more and more crazies go undetected because of bluetooths than ever before. I am of the opinion that we need to lock up all bluetooth users to make sure all the crazies are off the streets, just to be on the safe side.

Lees Everything Homemade said...

Okay, the keyless entry made me laugh and laugh! My battery died a couple of months ago and for a whole five weeks, I was without that fabulous fob. I HATED having to unlock my door manually. There's just something about being able to make that little baby beep from 25 feet away...Power, true power!

claire said...

I woke up this morning wishing we lived closer so that I could hop over and pick you up in my briefcase car. We could go to the 4-d movies and buy candy from a robot who hovered around, dressed like an old school peanut hawker. Then we'd go to the mall and window shop from the conveyer belts for a while...

Laurie said...

Ha! Oh Peggy, you crack me up! The car I currently drive (because it's paid for) is all manual. I mean, bottom o' the barrel, this car. I dream (literally, I spend hours daydreaming about this lately) of my next car. It will be a two-door (I'm sick and tired of being a "responsible adult" with a 4-door sedan - this is my THIRD 4-door sedan in 14 years - like I need 4 doors for carseats and such, I do not), with a CD player (yup, what I've got right now has a tape deck only) and a digital radio (again - The Neon (its proper name) has a radial tuner - classy) - but the crowning quality of the new car? POWER LOCKS - WITH A CLICKER. Oh, how I fantasize about being able to "click" my car from 25 feet away in the parking lot. I imagine being able click the sucker and have the lights flash and the horn honk - and being able to walk right to my car. (Versus what I do now. Which is usually wander aimlessly in the parking lot with a cart full of food, trying to remember which lane I parked in. Yeah, I'm not kidding. I'm directionally challenged.)

And yeah - I get confused in the store ALL THE TIME when people are on blue tooth. (Or would that be blue teeth? Huh...) Last week, when I went to The Store That Shall Not Be Named, there was a woman there talking on her blue tooth, while her four children ran amock in the cereal aisle. Are you freaking kidding me? Honestly, people. Why in the world would you bring your 4 kids AND your blue tooth to the store with you? On second thought...maybe it wasn't a blue tooth. Maybe she was just plain old crazy...

Jenni said...

Hey! What the hell is wrong with talking to yourself? I do it all the time!