135 - The Unspoken, Broken
Jun. 29th, 2015 09:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captain_slinkyEvery day I start writing a journal entry, and every day I delete the whole thing because I realize it's nothing more than the ravings of a cranky old man lecturing kids to keep off his lawn. Whenever you actually SEE a post from me here, it means that it made it past all my internal editors and they all said it was okay.
Few people take the time to Journal anymore, and technology is to blame - it's hard to type a full sentence on a phone, let alone a full set of paragraphs. Back when we were all making our heartfelt journal posts, we were all sitting at desktop computers with gloriously full keyboards at our fingertips, and we had nothing better to do while we waited for that Napster download of the latest Smashmouth album to finish.
My online connections with people are spread thin and superfluously. Remember when an LJ Friend was somebody you felt you could probably go visit IRL and maybe even crash on their couch for a while? I don't think I could ask that of any "Friends" I have on Facebook or Twitter, since all I really know about them is that they "Like" a meme that we both saw.
See? I'm sounding cranky! But really I'm not! The technology has changed, the internet has changed, things have CHANGED, just like they always do! Which is why I started writing this post in the first place; Change.
I'm trying to change.
I no longer want to "Live In The Past", as it were; whenever I hear myself saying "It was so much better when" or "The original was so much better", THAT'S what I'm trying to change. I no longer want to try and shame the present based on the past, I want to celebrate THE FUTURE!
EXAMPLE: Saturday Morning Cartoons. I know more about Saturday Morning Cartoons than most folks do, and I have spent a huge chunk of time and effort bemoaning the fall of Saturday Morning Cartoons. I wanted to bring them back. I wanted my kid to have that same sense of excitement and anticipation for lazy Saturday Mornings that seemed to be tailor-made just for her. And that's a terrible thing.
Why?
Because there are SO MANY better things she could be doing with her time! Stuff that 10-year-old me would have JUMPED at! "Hey ten-year-old Brian! Which of these things do you want to do? Watch a rerun of The Real Ghostbusters, or create a three-dimensional world inhabited with cartoon characters, animals, monsters and other creatures that think for themselves, a world that you can then share and play with children all across the globe in real-time?"
Thing is, here in The Future, both of those things are an option and that's INCREDIBLE! Why did I ever feel that I needed to *shame* The Present in order to honor The Past?
So yeah, that's the part of me I'm trying to correct now.
Few people take the time to Journal anymore, and technology is to blame - it's hard to type a full sentence on a phone, let alone a full set of paragraphs. Back when we were all making our heartfelt journal posts, we were all sitting at desktop computers with gloriously full keyboards at our fingertips, and we had nothing better to do while we waited for that Napster download of the latest Smashmouth album to finish.
My online connections with people are spread thin and superfluously. Remember when an LJ Friend was somebody you felt you could probably go visit IRL and maybe even crash on their couch for a while? I don't think I could ask that of any "Friends" I have on Facebook or Twitter, since all I really know about them is that they "Like" a meme that we both saw.
See? I'm sounding cranky! But really I'm not! The technology has changed, the internet has changed, things have CHANGED, just like they always do! Which is why I started writing this post in the first place; Change.
I'm trying to change.
I no longer want to "Live In The Past", as it were; whenever I hear myself saying "It was so much better when" or "The original was so much better", THAT'S what I'm trying to change. I no longer want to try and shame the present based on the past, I want to celebrate THE FUTURE!
EXAMPLE: Saturday Morning Cartoons. I know more about Saturday Morning Cartoons than most folks do, and I have spent a huge chunk of time and effort bemoaning the fall of Saturday Morning Cartoons. I wanted to bring them back. I wanted my kid to have that same sense of excitement and anticipation for lazy Saturday Mornings that seemed to be tailor-made just for her. And that's a terrible thing.
Why?
Because there are SO MANY better things she could be doing with her time! Stuff that 10-year-old me would have JUMPED at! "Hey ten-year-old Brian! Which of these things do you want to do? Watch a rerun of The Real Ghostbusters, or create a three-dimensional world inhabited with cartoon characters, animals, monsters and other creatures that think for themselves, a world that you can then share and play with children all across the globe in real-time?"
Thing is, here in The Future, both of those things are an option and that's INCREDIBLE! Why did I ever feel that I needed to *shame* The Present in order to honor The Past?
So yeah, that's the part of me I'm trying to correct now.
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Date: 2015-06-29 05:54 pm (UTC)I can remember when you didn't admit the NES player in the living room was purchased, not for the use of children, but for adults. Very few grownups would admit to spending hours playing Dr. Mario, Duck Hunt, or Hogan's Alley. Never mind Super Mario Bros.
Now, it's weird to say you don't play video games. Heck, even my mother has a PS4. She plays MineCraft online. It's a way for her to socialize, without having to go any distance.
Change can be a good thing. So can remembering your past.
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Date: 2015-06-29 06:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-06-29 06:15 pm (UTC)that is all
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Date: 2015-06-29 06:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-06-29 06:42 pm (UTC)