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Friday, January 21, 2011

Scorn for the Internet

My husband has scorned the Internet since its inception, which is funny considering that he spends almost as much time on it as I do. When I call him on it, his defence is that he is using it to learn something useful, not to spend time telling people what he had for lunch (My followers probably already know that I had Prawn Mornay in an individual bread bowl with salad, because I tweeted/updated my status on Facebook about it--OK now it does seem kind of sad, but oh well). It is true, it is not that often that he browses just for the fun of it, and he doesn't interact with people except for online support to help him solve a problem.


I think he might have feelings of animosity towards the Internet partly because it has ruined some of his favourite pastimes: conversation and joke-telling. The art of conversation may be dying with the advent of txt speak and 140-character tweets. Pretty soon we will be speaking in short sentences and #hashtags, going up to complete strangers and saying:

"OMG, what a day! Is it beer o'clock yet? #lookingforwardtotheweekend"

Actually with some people we know, that might perfectly acceptable, as long as there is the word "beer" mentioned in there somewhere, because all else gets filtered out, as in, "blah...blah...blah! Blah...beer...blah. #blahblahblah."

As for joke-telling, he can really no longer partake, because everyone has heard read it before, and if he does attempt to relay a joke, the receiving party will never reciprocate, because no one makes the effort to remember jokes anymore. Why would you bother when every joke known to man has already hit everyone's inbox? (Just quietly, a few people might be happy to know that Will has given up his joke-telling pastime. He was notorious for stringing us along for five minutes with his embellishments of the joke only to forget the punchline.)

Anyway, after many years of scorn for all things Internet, Will has found something on it that he enjoys (no, it's not what you think, get your mind out of the gutter!). Recently, he found this here blog and actually read it from the beginning posts to now. He came up to me one morning full of enthusiasm and said that he had stayed up all night reading my blog. He said, "You are so talented. Your blog is really great; it's so professional!", and then after he picked me up off the floor from fainting, he said "Of course, the subject matter is near and dear to my heart", as he motioned towards the children, and he said, "It really is too bad you don't make any money with it." Ah well, I'll take what I can get. He said that I am talented. His opinion is very important to me, and I am tickled pink that he liked it. After all, when it comes to the Internet, he is the toughest of critics.


Are your loved ones supportive of your blogging efforts? Do they give you encouragement or do they think you should concentrate your efforts on other activities?

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