In Protest

There is something about text messaging that is starting to bother me. That's not true, it's been bothering me for a while. It's the total lack of human to human interaction. Yes, I know, there is obviously someone on the other end of the phone reading/sending the message, but it's so bloody impersonal.

A lot of people like that. "Texting" (p.s. that's an icky word which adds to the tally in the negative collumn) allows a person to delay their response a bit, make sure what they reply is well phrased, witty and not something that will leave them with a foot sort of taste in their mouth. In other words, it makes it really easy to cheat.

Of course, in today's world of technology, there's not much opportunity to practice actually having a conversation. Perhaps text messaging is just our way of compensating for our lack of ability to express ourselves in real time.

In any case, there's something to be said about actually talking to people. Granted, I'd much rather talk to someone in person than on the phone, but I'd rather hear a voice than see an abreviated, impersonal message. That being said, I'm protesting the texted world! I'm just not going to do it. Perhaps I'll have a message to reply with when I get a message, but there will be no more conversations! I refuse to turn in to one of those people who only communicate via text, and hopefully some of those people will learn how to speak again.... They will have to if they want to talk to me. So, if you want to contact me, call. If I don't answer, leave a message and I'll call you back. We must fight the universal isolation we all seem to be drifting toward.