This is an interesting little vid....
He's spot on.
And the bit about ruining a moment because you were so determined to take video or photos of it. I've been really aware of that lately. Better to just be IN the moment and stop aggravating my kids with the camera. They get spiteful and won't give me a good smile anyway. Ha. Memory is so keenly tied to sense of smell. I do better to just breathe deep--stop and smell the roses if you will.
Even this forum I have to keep in moderation. When I'm stressed, this is my pleasant little escape for a bit. All of these things can be useful tools; nothing wrong if it can be kept in check. I love being able to access information at the drop of a hat. However, there is something that must be stimulated neurologically that makes these gadgets so addictive. Particularly for young people. I do worry that it is causing damage by "rewiring" the brain.
I held off by a couple of years after Facebook came out. I refused to get one. A friend in TX talked me into it so I could see the pictures of her new baby. It quickly got out of hand, way too much drama (particularly from extended relatives!) and I deleted that account. I was off of it for well over a year, but did eventually open another account under my dog's name that I use only to share pics or chat with my mom and sister. Then Ava started getting into various activities and I ended up opening another in my real name just for checking announcements from 4-H, soccer, etc. I joined a poultry group and have made some trades. I follow a couple pages of interest to me, joined a mushroom hunting forum, etc. But I put my settings so that no one could look me up or send me friend requests. I put a disclaimer on my page that I prefer face-to-face, one-on-one communication and won't accept any friend requests, for those who might find me on the other groups I did join. If you don't friend anyone, then FB won't project your name out there as a suggestion that other people friend you. Anti-social, I suppose, but I like it better on my own terms. I figure if I haven't talked to you in 20 years, there must be a good reason for it...
