Today we ask Google (Bing, Siri blah blah) for information instead of asking those with experience.
My knee-jerk reaction is to ask my elderly folks (I am pre-Google, obviously). But I stop and think: I don’t want to bother them when I can get flooded by misinformation and try to figure out what works and what doesn’t.
Thus it begins. Cold clinical answers (too often way wrong.. 5 minute crafts is a huge example) instead of knowledge earned, treasured and remembered, passed down through generations, handwritten on note cards… if we were lucky.
We are losing the visceral connection to our past knowledge.
Today, we are connected more than ever, yet disconnected.
Traditions used to mean something: treasured and passed down. Now, it is a whisper down the alley bastardization of tradition… scrapbooking no one will look at, endless photos on the cloud. It is an OVERLOAD.
I remember when photos were *precious* and tangible. When you had to carefully choose your shots. Film was not endless or cheap! You had to pay extra for a copy.
Today is the now, the instant, the endless, the “don’t think about tomorrow.”
Don’t get me wrong, I love technology. I have been steeped in it. I work in it. Had super less invasive surgeries from it.
I am not anti-tech, but I also love the smell of old books, hearing the stories of my predecessors, touching the batter-stained recipe books of my grandmother, and finding a woodworking note from my grandfather, proudly wearing the shirt my pop wore during the Vietnam Era (yes, I hold onto everything), actually physically seeing and TOUCHING the fading photos from my parents’ when they were so young.
Guess I just worry tomorrow will ring a bit more hollow, more antiseptic, less HUMAN.
Personally, I think we need to remember yesterday so we preserve the best qualities of those days and know not to repeat the mistakes.
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