Playing computer games makes me happy that electronic death is reversible, going back to where one saved it, or just starting over since the pattern wouldn't change with a new character. Building Civilizations and throwing Nukes would never bother a real gamer - there weren't any real people in those cities. Kind of like watching an actor in "High Noon" get killed, he would come back to die again in "The Good, the Bad and the Ugly" and many times between the two. Yeah, electronic death is so unreal there isn't a tear shed for the departed Master Elfen Ranger/Monk/Thief from some fairy forest- fifteen games later you don't even remember his name.
I mentioned several blogs back about the death of honey bees, and that my unscientific mind linked their going with the arrival of cell phones and GPS satellites. I now add the HDTV signals that will consume the band lengths with even better deluxe time wasters. I really think the pounding of the digital signals wasn't as harmonious as the analog radio waves were, kind of like listening to the BASS on the little lowered Honda Civic beside you at the stop light - if it never changes someone is going to die from road rage. I am probably wrong but want to blame something I recognize for the disorientation of the honey bees.
I recognize the disorientation because I want to accomplish certain things every day, and instead my good intentions suffer an electronic death. I turn on the computer, turn on the television and get lost in blogs, emails, infomercials or breaking news, weather and traffic reports. I guess I am fortunate that I don't like telephone conversations and refuse to live linked to a cell phone. When I jog I think, I don't drown my mind and body out while listening to music - maybe language instruction and drills would be worthy, but I jog with my thoughts of long legged red heads or some adventure never lived, aliens never met and millions never needed. But really, the computer and television when turned on suck all my discipline away like alcohol does to that first layer of the brain - control. I can listen to music and function, but for some reason I cannot watch without giving myself up to interacting with the medium presented. Time slides right along and I have lost a little bit more of my life.
Nice thing about the blogs and emails, they will be waiting when I have the right time and I have accomplished my goals for the day. So allow me to apologize, sign off this blog and now, and go get my motorcycle ride in for all the best reasons. To live one must disconnect from the electronic digital noise turning my brain and life into mush. Outside, there is weather to experience, people to meet and greet, go ye forth!
4 comments:
Enjoyed this post, well said. These dang computers are a wonder and a curse.
So true, so true. I don't listen to music while walking and running for the same reason, but computers are my weakness--they take time and don't give it back.
My opinion is that young people should not have all those electronic "boredom-destroyers" available to them so much of the time. We are growing a generation that does not know how to deal with boredom ... and it shows.
Amen. We've all become too sedentary because of Electronic Death!
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