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How to Be Human
Being
human isn’t as easy as it used to be, it now requires gadgetry. Speaking as one
who can barely operate a can-opener without risk of dismemberment, I would like
to formally protest the ever-escalating onslaught of technological frippery
that threatens far more than life, limb or thumb. The very soul of humanity is
at risk (inasmuch as catatonic tweeters qualify as humanity). Humankind - or
its reasonable facsimile - is on a collision course with electronic lunacy.
In
an effort to look busy, The Department of Innovations in Frustration has
developed the automated phone system. If you’ve ever felt the life-force drain
from your body as you navigate through a series of buttons and recordings,
you’ll long for the bygone days of simpler, yet more efficient systems like
yodeling or smoke signals. Dropped calls on your cell phone spark nostalgia for
the superior reliability of two tin cans joined by a string.
Fast-food
intercom systems likewise confound communication. Ordering a bucket of wizened
chicken should be a simple matter, yet something always seems to get lost in
translation (namely your food). When speaking through those vexing voodoo boxes
at the drive-thru, it’s often unclear whether you’ve successfully ordered hot
wings or booked passage to the underworld.
Another
source of dread is the ticking time-bomb of the computer keyboard: the “Reply
All” button. One distracted slip of the fingertip and that scathing critique of
your boss’s toupee threatens to render you unemployable.
And
then there’s the sinister satellite signal that always seems to be lost during
the play of the century (insert favorite sport here), but never during the
antacid commercials.
What’s
the antidote to these soul-crushing techno-traps? A refresher course in how to be
human. Consider making a few subtle changes in your dependence upon technology:
Instead
of paying for costly video games that simulate dancing, try dancing. Rhythmic
movement of the arms and legs is a primal urge felt by many humans (and
orangutans) that requires no formal training (with the exception of suburban
males). The only risk involved is catching a glimpse of oneself in a mirror
which can lead to self-loathing and isolation.
Rather
than e-mailing a co-worker, utilize the power of human speech. Nothing
separates man from beast so much as the capacity for verbal communication.
Although, five minutes of mind-numbing conversation with your chimp-like
office-mate is likely to send you reaching for a blunt object, a major setback
to your anger management program.
Abandon
the isolation of the exercise treadmill in favor of a brisk walk in the great
outdoors. Push from your mind the time you stumbled clumsily into oncoming
traffic and escaped certain doom only by falling down a coverless manhole.
Reject
the dehumanizing practice of severing a relationship via text message and meet
in person, preferably in a social setting like a café. Though risk of flying
cutlery and public humiliation loom large, isn’t it worth it to reconnect with
humanity?
On
second thought, perhaps there are advantages to dehumanizing technology.