Technology is disconnecting our culture. Attached to one another by the endless cords of cell phones and wireless internet connection, we are rapidly losing contact.
People are talking but nobody’s listening–everyone’s on their cell phone. “Wish you were here,” we say tritely-but we don’t. If they were here, we couldn’t say good-bye because “I’m on my way to class.” Liars. And if they were here, we wouldn’t be able to surf the web while listening with half an ear. Or could we? A group of five at a table next to me bonds over something on the computer set prominently in the middle.
The telltale cords snaking down the sides of their faces tells me to be silent-they don’t want to talk. Lost in their own music, they have no need for others. They give in to the illusion that music can be made alone.
The internet has destroyed our last chance at interaction. I bare my soul to the void, and the void answers with nothing. Casually disinterested, my readers bite their lips and never call. After all, why should they? I’m not speaking to them. I’m speaking to no one, and no one answers back. We are all babbling heads with stopped ears, disconnected by the technology that binds us together.