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poem about how we lost touch with each other, no matter what technology we have |
communication, edited 03/23/05 I now that we have the information superhighway we can throw out into the open our screams our cries for help so much faster than we could before our pleas become computer blips tiny bits of energy travelling through razor thin wires travelling through space to be left for someone to decipher when they find the time VII i checked my email address book recently, and the people i email the most are the people that live in the same city as me, all of whom i know the phone numbers of, all of whom are only a local call away. in fact, one of my friends lives a block- and-a-half away from me, on the same street as me, but i still email her as much as i call her, even though i could just walk over to her house and have an actual conversation with her. V now that we have the information superhighway we can throw out into the open our screams our cries for help so much faster than we could before but what if we don’t want to communicate or forget how too busy leaving messages, voice mails, emails, pager numbers forgetting to call back what if we forget how to communicate IX i got a program for my computer it’s a phone book program, and it sorts people by name or company, lists their phone number, and has a complete file for them where you can store their birthday, their address, past addresses and phone numbers, faxes, email addresses, there’s room for any information you want to store about them and i love this program, i’ve created a file with all the phone numbers i’ve ever needed, i always add information to this file, i keep a copy of it on my computer at home, on my computer at work, on my laptop, even on a floppy disk, in case there’s a fire at work and my hard drive at home crashes but it always seems that every time i desperately need a phone number i’m nowhere near a computer any computer XXX now that we have the information superhighway we can throw out into the open our screams our cries for help so much faster than we could before people want to instant message people buy their name as a domain name people get e-mail accounts people set up web pages and you know, I got a cell phone I’ve got a land line but my phone isn’t ringing off the hook it’s like I’ve gone fishing, sat on the boat in the lake, put out the bait and no one’s biting IX i wanted to get in touch with an old friend of mine from high school, vince, and the last i heard was that he went to marquette university. well, that was five years ago, he could be anywhere. i talked to a friend or two that knew him, but they lost touch with him, too. so i searched on the internet, to see if his name was on a web site or if he had an email address. he didn’t. so i figured i probably wouldn’t find him. and all this time, i knew his parents lived in the same house they always did, i could just look up his parent’s phone number in the phone book, and call them, say i’m an old high school friend of vince’s, but i never did. and then i realized why. you see, i could search the internet for hours and no one would know that i was looking for someone. but now, with a single phone call, i’d make it known to his entire family that i wanted to see him enough to call, after all these years. and i didn’t want him to know that. so i never called. X now that we have the information superhighway we can throw out into the open our screams our cries for help so much faster than we could before but then the question begs itself: who is there to listen |