Can We Talk?
IDK, can we? I personally am not that good at talking. (And not that great at writing either but we aren’t talking about that right now) So what am I trying to say? Good question? But first let me say I sort of borrowed the words “Can We Talk” from Joan Rivers. Some of me “blends” (blog friends) will know who Joan Rivers was. The rest of you can open anther tab in your Internet browser and Google Joan Rivers. If you go to the Wikipedia article you just have to read the first sentence. All you really need to know is that she was an American comedian and talk show host. This means she made a career out of talking and making people laugh. And get this. And she was funny back in the day when you didn’t have to say the f*bomb to make people laugh. Weird, right?
What I am really trying to communicate has to do with the fine art of communicating. Am I the only person in the whole world that is worried about technology running our ability to talk? (BTW I am much better at worrying than talking) I actually think a lot about talking and the effects of technology on communication. Without a doubt, bigger brains than mine are being paid to research and study the effects of technology on communication skills. So as a “free thinker” I would like to share with you some of my thoughts on this subject at no cost to you. Oh and I actually borrowed the words “free thinker” from the dating site Plenty of Fish. Every single guy on the planet describes himself as a “free thinker.” My first translation of this statement was that it means the guy is a whole lot of fun, but if you want him to think it will cost you extra. I won’t even share with you my second interpretation.
I am off topic again. (Not hard to understand why I am conversationally challenged.) As I contemplated this history of communication without Googling it, I came to the conclusion that communication most likely started with gasps, groans, and grunts. I picture in my mind a cave family dressed like Fred Flintstone sitting around a campfire all gasping when they bite into their first S’more. Entire conversations were conducted in monosyllable sounds. Different sounds and different combinations of sounds had different meanings. The different meanings were determined by tone, volume and facial expressions. When I get to this point in my thought process I fast forward to communication today and start to compare. I personally have seen groups of people standing around together, not talking, but all looking down at their phones. I find it extremely sad when I see a family out for dinner and every single member is only paying attention to their individual phones. There is no talking, no conversation, and no communication. If you are lucky you may heart the mother gasp when she comes across something fascinating on Pintrest. You might hear the son groan when he misses a goal on his FIFA soccer game app. You might hear the dad grunt when he checks his work schedule for the next day. I guess I have a hard time contemplating how far we have evolved. In any case this is my humble attempt to get the conversation started. Better yet, let’s keep it going.