Tech Enough?
I’ll be making a broad statement and say, “we are more technical then our parents”. It’s a fact that we expect to be undeniably true. As technology advances – the gap between parents and children (in regards to being technologically savvy) might not be as wide, but it’s still indisputably there.
I have always been considered a “technical” person. As a teenager, I was the only one in the household that could change the time on the VCR. I owned the first generation Pong, bought one of the earliest CD players (worth the $600 – even if the only CD I had was Dire Straits “Brothers in Arms”) and my Tandy 1000 was the hit of the neighborhood.
I was not surprised when “Video Killed the Radio Star”, I was comfortable carrying a 2-pound “brick” as a phone if it meant I was wireless, and regardless of how many astronauts or shuttle crew members died – I knew space would be the final frontier.
So my point – here I am today… considering myself “tech savvy” (with my blog and all) and I realized this morning… I’ve never sent a text message. My god… it’s started. I am on the edge of that gap that separates generations and I’m looking across the chasm at the new techno-gen. I’m holding my ipod in one hand and my blackberry in the other, desperately waving to those on the other side as they wirelessly stream video to tiny devices. I’m screaming that I have TiVo and understand what a MMORPG is… but I’m ignored. They will go off and study nanotechnology or genetic engineering; they will have video games that require you to be implanted with a chip and instead of tattoos – kids will get genetically sliced for zebra striped hair or slatted cat eyes. I’ll disapprove (as our parents did when we dyed our hair or got pierced), but it won’t matter.
I intend to still fight the fight… I’ll keep up as long as I’m able…
I wi11 n07 g0 g3n713 in70 7h47 g00d nigh7 - I wi11 r4g3 4g4in57 teh dying 0f teh 1igh7.
-nuff said
I have always been considered a “technical” person. As a teenager, I was the only one in the household that could change the time on the VCR. I owned the first generation Pong, bought one of the earliest CD players (worth the $600 – even if the only CD I had was Dire Straits “Brothers in Arms”) and my Tandy 1000 was the hit of the neighborhood.
I was not surprised when “Video Killed the Radio Star”, I was comfortable carrying a 2-pound “brick” as a phone if it meant I was wireless, and regardless of how many astronauts or shuttle crew members died – I knew space would be the final frontier.
So my point – here I am today… considering myself “tech savvy” (with my blog and all) and I realized this morning… I’ve never sent a text message. My god… it’s started. I am on the edge of that gap that separates generations and I’m looking across the chasm at the new techno-gen. I’m holding my ipod in one hand and my blackberry in the other, desperately waving to those on the other side as they wirelessly stream video to tiny devices. I’m screaming that I have TiVo and understand what a MMORPG is… but I’m ignored. They will go off and study nanotechnology or genetic engineering; they will have video games that require you to be implanted with a chip and instead of tattoos – kids will get genetically sliced for zebra striped hair or slatted cat eyes. I’ll disapprove (as our parents did when we dyed our hair or got pierced), but it won’t matter.
I intend to still fight the fight… I’ll keep up as long as I’m able…
I wi11 n07 g0 g3n713 in70 7h47 g00d nigh7 - I wi11 r4g3 4g4in57 teh dying 0f teh 1igh7.
-nuff said
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