Mad Brad: I’ll TTYL Unsavory Hunstville, J/K

Everything that you will experience in the entirety of your life comes by way of communication. Whether it’s a couple embracing each other, or a student presenting in a speech class, everything that you experience relays information in some manner.

It appears now more than ever that communication is on the rise. We send pictures on our PDA’s, share/steal music on our iPods, and can instant message our friend who is studying in Spain, all from the comforts of our obscurity. Yes. Obscurity. By making communication impersonal we have destined ourselves for destitute’s desolation of social interaction.

As hard as it is to believe, I did have a girlfriend once and our break-up was fueled by an AOL instant message conversation that was misinterpreted. That was almost 4 years ago and it has only gotten worse. Face-to-face communication has taken a second place to technology. We text rather than dial, and we end relationships on Facebook. It’s almost not an official break-up unless the Facebook news feed says so.

Everything we’ve taken as help to save time is crippling our ability to convey humanity. And no matter how many LMAOs, TTYLs, and JKs you send, it can never substitute for hanging out with friends and loved ones. Our human nature has become marketable. A blind man is more sociable than some people I know. He has no sight, only the trust that what he smells, hears, touches and tastes isreal.

We are the sum total of our experiences and the bi-products of our habitats. So what do we get when a kid substitutes a Wii and his computer for a perfect day and a relationship for pornography? You get an overweight, socially-inept bachelor. If the advances in technology were meant to help then why are we losing at living life?

I am not saying that all the advances in communication are terrible. It used to take so long to send a message that by the time it reached its party, the information was no longer valid. Therefore it’s wonderful to be able to call someone when they may not live three months to wait to hear that you love them. But at the same time, how much more did that letter mean to the pioneers who waited months to hear that Uncle Kletus made it on the Oregon Trail? That was a sweet game.

The technology that we use must be appropriated moderately so that we don’t become reliant on it. There are times were today’s technology is just what we need. But do you use it as a crutch? When I’m in class and I get a call, I text the person back. I use my iPod to listen to my favorite songs, not as an accuse to not converse between classes. If I have it on I’m most likely thinking too hard, and I always try to talk to someone who I recognize.

The truth is that I would rather see the artists I listen to in person and have a jam session. And I’d rather talk for a minute than send 20 texts. The trees still say that its fall, and Africa cries for help, but you’ll never know it because you’re walking with your headphones to your own soundtrack.

This editorial is communication. The things I say are casual conversation turned into a format that is readable and hopefully enjoyable. Grace Rabon, a friend of mine, always reads my editorials. She “communicated” to me that she enjoyed them because I “communicated” to her through them. I study other languages and stay open to so many things so that I relate to as many people as I can, because for me the world is bigger than my Fave Fives and top friends list on myspace.

Feel free to write in, call me, or even see me in the mall area to communicate. If you have something to say to anyone, do it, but be honest and earnest. The world speeds up and we can’t keep up. GTG (Got to Go); it’s a nice day outside.

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