The luxury of conversation.


June 8, 2009 by sandwichcontrol

I may just be old-fashioned, but these days it seems as if people would rather send impersonal electronic messages than actually speak to one another. Between text messaging and Facebook (and now with the convenience of Twitter you can update your Facebook with a text message) you practically don’t have to speak to anyone except the person who takes your money at the drive-thru window (be it liquor store or fast food, both are medications for the same illness). You may think that I am ridiculous because I still type letters on a typewriter (What’s that?!) and mail them via the U.S. Postal Service, but maybe I am. Maybe I also think that it should require a little effort to keep in contact with other people. If I have something to say to you, let me expend a modicum of energy and time to express that to you. It is like giving an IOU as a Christmas present. It technically has the same value an actual gift, but it’s just not the same. The most beautiful part of all of this is that you are led to believe that through electronic messaging you are staying connected. The truth is that you are staying connected. To a piece of electronic equipment. Not to a person. Sure you may be connected via a small machine to another person who is also connected to a small machine, but it is not the same. Do not think that am wagging my finger at you alone, for I too am guilty of this crime of impersonal conversation. It is easier to send an email or a text message. Saying something to someone’s face is hard. I know. This is coming from a guy who, in high school, broke up with his girlfriend in their journal. I did not have the balls to tell her to her face. I know it is easy to be impersonal. All that I am saying is, if you actually give a shit about a person(and their feelings) make the effort to talk to them. Cellular telephone users out there who are reading this, minutes cost less than text messages. Emailers out there, take the time to write or type(you can use the computer, it is okay) a letter to someone and spend fifty fucking cents and mail it to them. People love to get mail. It is a rare thing to get something other than bills and coupons in the mailbox these days. Brighten someone’s day. And for those of you out there who receive a piece of mail, write them back. If for nothing more than to say “Thank you for sending me a piece of mail.” I could continue, but I have to go to work now. Have a wonderful day and call your mother (or the closest facsimile you have). ~SC


  1. Taco Planet says:

    I receive exactly one piece of mail per year.

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