I would be OK if texting was never invented. Same goes for Facebook. I believe those two advancements in technology, though not single-handedly, have furthered the destruction of our generation.
I don’t mean to sound like a grandma here, but the reality is they both suck. Granted, I do have a Facebook, and I text because my iPhone is really cool, but they both are awful.
Last weekend I saw “The Lion King” in 3D and nostalgia hit. Sixteen years ago at the age of 6, I sat in the theater and balled my eyes out when Mufasa died. I had the same reaction 16 years later. My point is times were more simple then.
As I was sitting in the theater, I got a text message informing me of the cancellation of plans I had later on that evening. Go figure … I’ll save bad friendships for another time. Anyway, texting makes all of this possible. In fact, that was the third time that weekend I had plans cancelled via my really cool iPhone.
My professor made a really good point. Well, she’s made several good points, but this one is relevant. Before texting and cell phones, making plans was difficult. You had to call the house phone, talk to parents for rides, and plan out everything far in advance. Plans rarely were cancelled last minute. Now, with a few swift movements of your thumbs, boom, cancelled.
I remember coming to this campus in 2008 as a freshman and even though I didn’t know a soul that went to this school, I recognized many faces Thanks, Facebook.
Don’t get me wrong, Facebook is great for networking and keeping in touch with long distance friends. I’ve lived in five different states; it definitely comes in handy, but when it’s used as the primary source of communication, that’s when we have a problem.
As a communications major, I get really frustrated when people fail to communicate well. Texting should not be used for constant conversations. There is nothing I hate more than when people are glued to their phones; it’s like I might as well be having a conversation with a wall, since that’s about as attentive as they are to my existence. It’s rude and selfish and disrespectful. Period.
The other day my friend and I were walking, and were almost trampled by a freshman (kind of how Mufasa got trampled by the water buffalo) who literally could not take her eyes off her cell phone while she was texting. Rumor has it that in Philadelphia, there is actually a $150 fine for texting and walking.
Considering my life was almost taken, I’d say it might not be such a bad idea.
Like I said, it’s not that I’m not guilty of any of this, but I have definitely seen myself change, as I no longer text to have conversations, but only to confirm plans or ask quick questions. Pick up your phone and call the person. Hear their voice, let them hear yours. It’s more personal.
Some of my best memories in high school are staying up on the phone for seven hours and talking to my best friend. I’d be exhausted, but it was totally worth it to actually hear his voice.
There is no way to have time for prayer, meditation, or just time to think to yourself if you are constantly distracted. Give yourself a challenge; don’t bring your phone to class one day. Somehow, I think you may survive and find yourself less distracted in class and more aware of yourself and your surroundings.