Peace, Love, and… Who the F* is Kim Kardashian?
For the longest time, I’ve maintained the very real and personal belief that I was born sometime in the mid 1940’s, lived passionately in the ’60’s, and died of a dramatic drug overdose (is there any other kind?) sometime in the 70’s.
I came back in a hurry as a child of the ’80’s so I wouldn’t miss anything, but it turns out, unfortunately, I did.
I feel this way mainly because of a strong, inexplicable affinity for Vietnam era music and the television show, The Wonder Years. I feel no such connection to feathered bangs and slap bracelets. And Nick Carter couldn’t hold a candle to John Lennon.
I mean, really?
But there’s just something about the innocence of a time prior to all of the distractions of the present day — when answers came from actual books instead of Google, when entertainment came from imagination before television, and when people actually understood their cause.
Photo by Burk Uzzle.
Well… for the most part.
Photo by Burk Uzzle
The world was a scary place, for sure, but still there was hope.
And I think that maybe I would have liked to live then — when reporting still involved research and passion and integrity. When family and friends conversed with each other during meals instead of fondling their phones. When people became famous for doing extraordinary things — not how pretty they were or how many sex tapes they filmed or how envious they made us of their shallow lives. When little girls were beginning to learn their intellectual worth, dreaming about building careers as scientists or writers or soldiers — not about how famous they could become for bleaching their hair, using their friends, and doing nothing of memorable note.
I realize it’s not healthy to live in the past. Especially when, if you don’t believe in reincarnation, I never actually lived in the past.
But here’s the thing.
I think that maybe we’re forgetting ourselves here.
We’re too worried about how many Facebook friends we have rather than building real relationships. We’re filling the empty parts of ourselves with stuff we don’t really want because it’s too hard or too time consuming or too terrifying to think about what might really be missing.
None of this is revolutionary, of course.
But think about this for a minute, the next time you look down at your phone when there’s a real, live person in front of you — the next time you tell a little girl how pretty she is instead of asking her about her favorite book — the next time you spend hours watching and envying how celebrities live their lives:
Life is built on experiences — the stimulation of conversation, the taste of good food, the reminiscing of a day well spent. So maybe, just for a night, we should turn off our phones and experience it.
*Steps down from pedestal.*
I love this post and totally agree with it. I haven’t had cable for two years and have never had internet on my phone. Great decisions and cheaper too :)
Never realized I didn’t respond to some of these comments… I definitely don’t miss cable. And, now that I think of it, I could probably do without the ‘net on my cell phone as well. In fact, the only reason I have it is because Justin insists!
Amen Katie! My husband and I will sit at dinner on “date night” and watch those around us having a relationship with their phone and NOT the person in front of them. It is amazing. Last time we went out, there was a couple with a daughter who was probably between 5-6 years old. They were both on their phones, and she was just sitting there looking bored. The thing is, I bet there was a million interesting things running through her head, but she didn’t have anyone to talk to. Poor kid! Love this post!
Ugh, I hate it when I see that. And that’s exactly the type of behavior she’s going to learn! How is a 6-year-old ever going to learn how to carry a decent conversation if her parents can’t even do it?
Thanks for this post! My husband and I have recently been debating over getting rid of cable, and another annoying habit I keep harping on him about is constantly checking his iphone during dinner. For God’s sakes, put the phone down to eat and talk to me for a meal~! Also, sorry to hear about your dog. I can relate. Sending you hugs! ((((((KATIE)))))))
Seriously, getting rid of cable is fantastic. Sure, it’s not as convenient to watch shows you really want to see, but that’s just it — you have to figure out which shows you really want to see. :)
I worry about this when I find myself constantly thinking in blog posts. Am I spending more time writing stuff for people I don’t know than paying attention to the family behind my computer-focused back?
Buuuuut the blog is something you care about. It’s your passion. I think it’s different — it’s not like you’re holing yourself up in your room to play video games without the family. :)
No cable, no data plan on my phone, son gave us Netflix so we can watch when we choose to—Irritated by texting/phone usage when at a restaurant with anyone, even my dear husband or children…love “EARLY mid-century” clothing, furniture, etc. Maybe I was born in the wrong time too–born right after that marker in 59.
Or maybe you were, and you just don’t remember. ;)
Burk Uzzle is the best name ever
Great post! SB requested that we go to a hibachi restaurant for his birthday. The 4 of us sat at one half of the table while another family sat at the other half. The son(late teens) had his phone out about 95% of the time, the daughter(late teens, early 20s) had her phone out about 50% of the time, and the dad(!, late 40s) had his phone out about 70% of the time – at a hibachi restaurant where the food is the entertainment and you’re paying a premium for the experience. I couldn’t believe it.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my phone. I’ve even blogged about it. Being able to answer e-mails while sitting in the car waiting for my son to get out of the locker room is an awesome timesaver, and being able to get a message from my kid that the game has been canceled so I don’t have to drive out to Horseheads is great, but for the love of all that is holy put down your phones and talk to the people in front of you.
Soooo sad. Especially when it’s a whole family like that! And at a Hibachi restaurant — what a great opportunity to meet other people and they’re MISSING it!
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No, you should stay on your pedestal and keep preaching, sister! You’re spot on. Did MLK not march on Washington without the aid of facebook? Did 500,000 people not converge on Yasgur’s Farm for the Woodstock music festival without the aid of facebook? Did the Berlin Wall not tumble without the aid of twitter?
Despite all the good technology brings, it appears it has mostly highlighted the stupidity and absurdity…and we as a society have lapped it up.
Thanks for that kick in the ass….
Now those are some quotable quotes! No wonder you’re a filmmaker. :)
I complete agree! If you think you live in the wrong time, I suggest you go see “Midnight in Paris” with Owen Wilson– the entire movie is about that very subject.
Thank you, Kate! I will definitely check that out.
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