Growing up as a child in the 70’s and 80’s, I experienced the rise of technology via the first HP touchscreen personal computer, complete with plotter—a printer that used little felt pens to create pictures and text documents (of course, we just used it to input our birthdays for a unique, colourful spiral-gram). My most enduring memory of that computer, is when my dad brought it to my grade three class for show and tell. We still have the thank-you card my class made for him, which is pretty cool.
My father worked in the technology business, so we had all the firsts: first Macintosh, first ColecoVision game system, first Motorola cell phone that was ridiculously huge, the first VHS player, followed by the laser disk player. Needless to say, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, and I turned into a hardcore techie. Currently, I have an iPhone, iPad, Macbook, iMac, and Kindle. My husband is just as bad.
However, like so many people these days, I’m starting to resent it all — big time. With the intrusive nature of email, text messaging, and 24/7 internet access, there is no such thing as down time, and it’s become sensory overload. There is rarely a moment when my laptop doesn’t have several windows open, along with at least a dozen Safari tabs. Oh sure, it’s not being forced on us, and it’s a conscious choice to use all these gadgets, but really, it’s become a daily habit that’s hard to moderate because it is necessary. Very few people can manage to live off the grid. It’s just not realistic, and I wouldn’t want to do it full-time.