Our Scattered Technological Lives

I occasionally listen to Imus in the Morning and this morning, I was lucky enough to hear John Hiatt perform “Blues Can’t Even Find Me”.

It struck a chord–no pun intended–because I think we’re spending so much time being sorta-connected to everyone via Twitter and Facebook and the like that we’re not maintaining our valuable personal connections to the ones in our lives who really matter. We’re becoming a country of people who pay half-attention (if that). I don’t mean to hyperbolize, there is much good about all of this technology and how it enables us to stay in touch with more people who–in a previous age–we would have simply lost from our lives (for good or ill). But it’s worth reminding ourselves that we need to turn off, tune out and spend some actual time talking to each other, face to face. And yes, the irony is not lost on me that I’m bringing this up on a blog.
Lyrics after the jump.

World is closin’ in on me
Don’t know what to do
Can’t see the big picture anymore
If there’s even one to view
Wife keeps pushin’ buttons
Spend all day starin’ at a little screen
I’m feelin’ invisible
The blues can’t even find me
Wish I had a name for feelin’ nothin’
Wish I still had my old address
Where anyone could come on over
And just put me in a mess
Now I’m tellin’ everybody
When we’ll be takin’ our next breath
Blues can’t even find me
Like we never even met
She cried all the way to Memphis
With the kids in back
And only me to talk it out with
Used to be like that
Now there’s fifty people in the car
And the kids are grown
And I’ve heard her side fifty times
Talkin’ on her cell phone
Now we’re just so lonely
And there’s no turnin’ back
It’s virtually impossible
But I can live with that
I wouldn’t want in on this train wreck
Wouldn’t wanna be on this last date
Now the blues can’t even find me
All I know to do is wait
Now the blues can’t even find me
All I know to do is wait

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9 years ago

Turn off your cell phones. 2012 reminds me of Invasion of the Body Snatchers. The “pods” are ipods and iphones. The populace has been hypnotized into thinking they are necessary to keep your heart beating.

Warrington Faust
Warrington Faust
9 years ago

The other day I stopped in a coffee shop and caught a show on the big screen TV. It was entitled “24 hours without a cell phone”. The premise of the show was how someone’s life fell apart when they were deprived of their cellphone for 24 hours.

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