I don’t make a lot of trips to the mall (not a shopper), but I had to get something there recently. As I sauntered from Panera Bread to JC Penney, I found myself in the land of zombies!
There wasn’t a place I could walk without dodging people whose heads were looking down. They were captive to a little lighted screen. It reminded me of the scene in The Time Machine when that eerie siren hypnotized the Eloi, and they followed the sound to their deaths. Except, these 2015 zombies were being mind-controlled by a small, hand-held device. For all I knew, they could’ve been ordered to do something heinous by an evil ruler that hadn’t gotten hold of me yet.
I’m not exaggerating. A few different people never even noticed they were headed right for me. If I hadn’t been paying attention, we would’ve collided.
I’ve written a few posts before, about how I’m living an an alternate reality. It feels like I’m some old biddy complaining about “the kids these days.” Or, like those who thought rock and roll from the fifties was the devil’s music. There are so many things I just don’t understand about today’s world, from television shows, to the media, to a lack of morality. With technology, people rarely even look at each other anymore.
I unfriended every single family member on Facebook. I’ve taken flack for this, and I’m considered a terrible person for doing it. Before social media, family actually had to call or visit.
My grandma used to take me shopping and include strangers in on our conversations. Before I knew it, a group of us would be laughing at the food court together, and we didn’t even know each other. Having been raised this way, I have a tendency to chat with strangers out in the world. But now, their heads are buried in their screens, and they don’t even know there are people around them.
I’ve had to be careful walking the dog in my neighborhood, because I’ve seen people veering off to the right or left with their heads down … likely looking at a phone.
My husband and I remembered how we used to not talk to each other all day until we got home from work. Now, we panic if we can’t get a hold of each other during the days.
Will people under the age of thirty understand the value of in-person human contact? Will sending a text or Facebook message be the new way to show compassion? While technology has made our lives easier, has it really made our lives better?
Have you ever had to dodge zombies? Have you ever noticed yourself captive to the little lighted screen? Would a text of sympathy warm your heart if you suffered a loss?