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Monday, April 23, 2012

C: The Times, They Are A-Changin’

the-times-they-are-a-changin-broadway-poster V and I were musing about the changes we have seen in our long lives.  Our conversation centered on our society’s (V and me included) need to stay connected.  This came about as we were fiddling with V’s new Kindle Fire which will, of course, connect to her Facebook, Blog, E mail, Internet, Library, etc., etc..  And this is in addition to her I-Phone and computer.  I’m in the same boat—toting the I-Phone and I-Pad wherever I go.

When V and I were growing up, there was nary a thought of a personal cell phone.  My mother and mother-in-law did not have cells until they were in their seventies, and yet all of us—those two octogenarians, too—think we cannot leave the house without a cell phone.  Furthermore, I get irritated as all get-out when Son either has let his run down or if he has left it where he cannot hear it.

I think back to the days when we would just have hphone-interview-nervesad to wait until we either saw the person we wished to reach or when they were at home where they could hear the phone—landlines only, of course.

I think we’d all die of impatience if we had to return to this sporadic contact. We’ve forgotten what it is to “wait by the phone” since the phone is always either in our purse or on our person.

And then there’s the internet.  What a wonderful tool it has been for me.  It has revolutionized my law practice in so many ways.  I remember the days when my research needs would expand further than our set of state reporter books.  I’d have to get in the car and head to the Supreme Court library or the law school library for research that I now have at law librarymy fingertips twenty-four/seven.

This is wonderful.  But it has also resulted in my working closer to twenty-four/seven, too.  My case load seems to have expanded far beyond what I could carry before and, as a result, I think I feel more overworked than before I had this internet convenience.

V and I talked about the speed of the change we have seen in our lives and how even more radical it had to have appeared to my grandmother who went from horse-and-buggy to television, air-conditioning, and man on the moon (although she never believed the latter—said it looked too much like Arizona desert to her).  She also went from floor-length dresses to mini-skirts (not HER, of course—she also heartily disapproved of women in slacks).

I really think that we are living in a time of lightning-fast change as compared to other eras.  How much different, fourteenth century really, was twelfth century Europe than fourteenth century Europe (you history buffs feel free to jump on me here).  I don’t think their lives changed anywhere near as radically as my grandmother’s did in her lifetime.

Things V and I remembered that our children will never relate to:

  • The “importance” of long-distance phone calls or of using “the operator” to place one or placing/receiving a “collect” call;
  • The excitement of receiving hand-written letters in the mail—or theletter tension of going to the mailbox each day expecting one. (Remember penpals?)  My aunt wrote me a letter a couple of weeks ago.  It was a warm, unexpected surprise, and I read it over several times.
  • The lack of microwaves and the necessity of reheating left0vers (ever so slowly by today’s standards) on the stovetop or in the oven.
  • Not having world news at your fingertips.  Remember waiting on the 6 and 10 news?  Or on the morning and evening newspapers—which are quickly disappearing.
  • Coffee pots that “perked” either on the stove top (watch that clear glass bulb on the top!) or one of the percolator new-fangled electric percolators.  Either way we had to wait (horrors!) far longer on our cups of coffee than would be tolerated today.  (remember the Maxwell house television commercial featuring the percolator sound?)

I guess I’m feeling old and curmudgeonly today, but I don’t know that all these conveniences have necessarily led to less work.  Like any other vacuum, the time saved has left a void only to be filled by more hustle and bustle.  I’m living proof…C


Nezzy said...

I can't imagine the changes for my Grandmother and even my Mother 'cause over the past almost sixty years I've been witness to heaps of changes.

So very true how the internet has changed our lives.

God bless ya and have a fabulous weekend sweetie!!! :o)

Anonymous said...

Dee from Tennessee

My "claim to fame" - although only for a verrrrrrry brief 3 months - is that I WAS a telephone operator!! LOL I haven't even attempted to explain that to my grandnephews...

Stickhorsecowgirls said...

Remember party lines? Oh, how spoiled we've become and protective of our privacy! Not saying I would ever want to go back, but I do miss the sound of the coffee pot percolating when my aunt and uncle and grandmother came to visit every week! Seems the older I get the more I miss them all and those times!
Cowgirl V

Pondside said...

I remember all those things, including Party Lines. The speed of change is probably a lot like what confronted my great grandmother, who lived through the advent of the motor car, the telephone, the emancipation of women etc.

Vee said...

Interesting post. What I find wonderful with regard to the cell phones and the ditching of the landline is that the phone doesn't ring incessantly all day. There are days when the phone (cell) never rings at all and.I.like.it.that.way. In fact, when the cell phone does ring, my first reaction is to feel annoyed.

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