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Enough, Already!

by Peary Perry
Peary Perry
There comes a time in every man’s life where he just wants to stand up on top of a tall building or rock and just shout out loud “Enough already.”

I mean look at our lives. Thirty years ago, the most you had to worry about was your home phone, your office phone, maybe a fax number and a pager number. That was about the extent of your so-called ‘social contact’ inventory. Now we have e-mail, web mail, G-mail, You-Tube, I-Phone, I-Pods, Face book, My space, Your space, cell phones, Instant messaging as well as our office and home phones. Who has time for all of this? Our lives have morphed into this cosmic level of consciousness that dictates our every moment of every day. Personal eye contact is at an all time low. Try going to lunch with someone who has a Blackberry…no way to have a meaningful conversation since the whole time you’re talking, they’re nodding like some many bobble heads while reading what just arrived on their ether connection.

And the things they are reading are really earth shattering. Important stuff such as what baseball manager just got canned or what movie star was just released from jail in the last hour or so. Here you are talking to some person (male or female) and they are off in the information never-never land plugging useless pieces of garbage into their already overloaded brains. You might as well be talking to the chair or the waiter. In fact the waiter would probably be a better shot since they can’t usually afford a Blackberry. If the other person doesn’t have a Blackberry, then all you have to contend with is their cell phones ringing with the latest emergency of the hour. “Can you bring home some milk?” or “What program was I supposed to Tivo?” Important things that can’t wait thirty minutes.

Folks used to complain to me about porn on the television. I’ve told them there is a great tool on their set that will defeat all porn and stop it from coming into their homes. They always look at me with great amazement and say…”Wow, where is it?”

I tell them it’s called the on-off button.

Same thing with obscene callers. Not so much of a problems these days with caller id, but years ago ladies in my office would complain about some jerk calling late at night and rattling off a long series of obscene suggestions. Here again my highly defined sense of sensitivity kicks in and I always would ask one simple question.

“Why didn’t you just hang up?”

So much for compassion….someone once told me I had a spiritual gift….when I asked what they thought mine was…they replied that it was the gift of cruelty.

Anyway, back to the point, if you are honestly trying to have a meaningful conversation with someone about something really important such as the end of the world as we know it or what is their plans once the nuclear missiles arrive and they are obviously ignoring you in favor of the Calgary Flames latest hockey score, then you need to either leave or start talking on your cell phone as well. Since I don’t have a Blackberry nor do I want one, I find that just punching the keys on my cell phone works just as well and is somewhat distracting to the person I am with at the time. Of course if you are going to follow my example, I must warn you to be careful. The other day I was using this technique and called some rug dealer in Kabul. We were fine until I found out he didn’t take American Express.

One of the other things I have yet to figure out is how people can keep up with four or five e-mail addresses along with 2,000 of their closest friends. I don’t have 2,000 friends and what’s more I don’t want 2,000 friends. I have enough friends. I have a hard enough time keeping up with the ones I have now. What with birthdays, anniversaries, weddings, babies and funerals, I am pressed to the max. When you were young, all you had to worry about was getting invited to some classmate’s birthday party where Jojo the clown was going to show up. Then you went through a phase where everyone graduated and you got those invitations. Then everyone got married and you went to those...then came housewarming parties…then those who stayed married had kids and you got those announcements. In some cases you got invitation to friends who were getting a divorce. When you get to be as old as I am, you get it all…Birth announcements and obituaries, sometimes on the same day.
© Peary Perry
Letters From North America

September 6, 2007 column
Syndicated weekly in 80 newspapers

Comments go to pperry@austin.rr.com

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