Saturday, February 07, 2015
The parade is over now. Thousands of spectators climb aboard the T and other mass transit conveyances to be deposited in the various communities that crowd the Boston city limits. Though they have come down to Bolyston Square with other friends, once on the T, no interactions or conversations take place in their group as they sit hunched over their electronic devices, tweeting, texting and checking apps for what is trending that was not trending an hour ago. The train car is eerily silent except the occasional "Damn" or "Shit" when a signal is lost or a battery dies.
The Land of instant gratification has now been successfully attached at the hip with the Land of instant communication. Instead of reading something of importance, talking about something of importance, or just looking out the window reflecting on something of importance, these folks now take their Life cues from electronic strangers who are trapped in the same mindset as they are. What was once just trivial and beside the point runs their lives.
And a new circle of life is created. ........ that is until a new app comes along.
And somehow we call this Progress.
Image from SFGate