my newest tirade is against the way everyone is on their goddamn cell phones all the time. i feel like i can't have a conversation with anyone here who isn't simultaneously texting. the texting, dear god, the texting is ruthless. i try to coach my cohorts on the merits of living in the here and now but i feel like i'm truly standing on the wrong side of a generational divide whose line of demarcation isn't necessarily dictated by age but by some bewildering mismatch of social graces. i'm standing in lines with people who would rather talk to people who aren't there. i'm at dinner with faceless bodies. i'm conversing with myself and statues with motorized fingers who don't even register that i'm squawking noises. everybody's face is glowing with their own boredom with the world. of late, all i want to do is snatch everyone's phones and hurl them into the ocean, including my own. i feel like the lone conscious witness to something horrible that's happening.
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