Lady brought her taxes and her five-year-old to the office this past week; kid looks at my landline telephone and says -- astonishingly -- "What's that?"
It's somewhat understandable -- her raffish bunch is constantly havin' their lights cut off and may/may not have groceries, but can always afford expensive gadgets (had an I-Phone with bell, whistle, camera, internet, and beamer-upper). Before cell phones such parents just went next door and used their neighbor's phones, so there probably never was a landline in any house the kid ever lived in (their friends wouldn't have had one either). Too, at least a dozen reg'ler folks (those with sense and judgment) in the past two years told me they've discontinued their house phones and now use cells exclusively.
Lordy, I knew the times they were a'changin' and all (FE & his merry bunch of chronic electronics told me I'd better start sendin' stuff through the air), but I didn't expect the very roots of civilization to be jerked up and separate geezers from generations and ground underneath. What next?
It's somewhat understandable -- her raffish bunch is constantly havin' their lights cut off and may/may not have groceries, but can always afford expensive gadgets (had an I-Phone with bell, whistle, camera, internet, and beamer-upper). Before cell phones such parents just went next door and used their neighbor's phones, so there probably never was a landline in any house the kid ever lived in (their friends wouldn't have had one either). Too, at least a dozen reg'ler folks (those with sense and judgment) in the past two years told me they've discontinued their house phones and now use cells exclusively.
Lordy, I knew the times they were a'changin' and all (FE & his merry bunch of chronic electronics told me I'd better start sendin' stuff through the air), but I didn't expect the very roots of civilization to be jerked up and separate geezers from generations and ground underneath. What next?
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