WHILE MY LIFETIME FOCUS REMAINS THE HUMANITIES, AFTER MANY YEARS OF ACADEMIC WRITING, WITH MY SENSE OF SARCASM HEIGHTENED, I HAVE RE-KINDLED MY INTEREST IN TRAVEL AND HUMOR. I AM NOW WORKING IN THE GENRE OF HUMOR AND RE-VISITING THE BRIGHTER SIDE OF LIFE. OF COURSE, I AM ALSO SEEKING AN AGENT AND A PUBLISHER FOR MY CURRENT WORK IN PROGRESS. IN THE INTERIM, I POST A GREAT DEAL ABOUT THE HUMAN CONDITION.
In the 21st century, the telephone is no longer a luxury, remains the daily focus of the lifeless, and renders citizens as vulnerable as ever to worthless, petty invasions of privacy. Our lives have been simplified by cell phones, ID numbers, passwords, multiple lines, landlines, above-ground lines, underground lines, fax machines, printers, scanners, caller identification, security systems, hold buttons, traces, wiretaps, internet connections, multiple language selections, countless telemarketers, and my personal favorite, computer responses to all inquiries.
I actually bought one of the original cell phones for about $1800.00. My parents were proud to see their young entrepreneurial offspring lugging his suitcase-sized telephone everywhere. I was able to call anyone of twelve people on the eastern side of the Rockies at three different hours five days each week. That was the year I lost $1800.00.
Over time, like most clueless consumers, I dabbled with many telephone related gadgets and conveniences, until I came to the realization that all I needed to exist in the new technological era was a telephone. If I were able to have one installed in home, hassle free, for less than a year’s income, my life would be complete. My life was incomplete for quite a while.