January 18th, 2011
|10:28 pm - Amused at aging luddites|
I just read a rather pointless article on the alleged social dangers of socially interacting programs and robots, social networking, texting, and similar technologies - it's not a very good or well considered article, but the author is a sufficiently skilled writer to make it readable. In any case, upon finishing it, my first thought was that the author was almost certainly at least 5 years older than I am, so I turned to wikipedia and found that she was in fact well more than a decade older than me. While there are definitely some exceptions (a few of whom are likely reading this entry), it's impressive at how much the social aspects of modern technology are age-graded. Of course, some of this is simply the mythic decline of the youth that has been a hallmark of Western civilization (and perhaps of other civilized societies) for at least the last 3,000 years, and likely longer. One of the certain truths I've learned is if someone over 40 ever decries that overall tastes, intelligence, manners, or general level of civility of people under 30 they are to be pitied rather than believed.
Current Mood: amused
Please do note for the benefit of your readers that you are criticizing category X as a member of category X: it's rather inflammatory otherwise, especially considering that women in your age category often get the worst of it from all sides.
|Date:||January 19th, 2011 08:59 pm (UTC)|| |
That's why I included the bit about there definitely being exceptions.
Uhh... yes, but remarks come off *very* differently depending on who they come from, and not all your readers know how old you are. Just like not all mine know I'm Jewish, so if I made a criticism of Jewish culture I'd be sure to include that part. :P
My husband and I are exceptions to the aging luddites rule. I prefer talking on the phone to texting or e-mail and being in person to talking on Facebook. Since I have my LJ account, I see Facebook and Twitter as freaking pointless. I got an MP3 player for Christmas but have yet figured out how to use it. (I need to read the directions.) If I see an error message on the computer and I can't make it go away by hitting the refresh button, closing and reopening my browser, restarting the computer, or hitting the OK button, I call for someone to fix the computer.
My husband, on the other hand, is the resident tech support specialist, forced me to get a cell phone three years ago, and gave me that MP3 player.
As for the tastes of people under 30, I stopped paying attention to fashion in music or clothes after I got out of college, so I have no idea what people half my age wear or listen to.
He is 50. I am 36. (Now I need to actually learn how to use my MP3 player...)