Just read an article about how nobody uses the telephone anymore. Not for talking anyway. I've not been using my phone for years so I'm glad culture has caught up with my renegade ways. I've always had a tortured relationship with all forms of communication and social media. Love/hate bordering on phobia. And yet, what is the alternative? I still have a rotary phone, but no connection. I keep it on top of a box full of pictures and reminders of the dead people in my life. The death box. Weird how that creeps people out. Nobody wants to carry it in a move. Seriously. I think of the rotary phone as a portal to the past, as if I were to pick it up, I could call all the people I remember, the phone numbers of the past. As if it were 1976 again, that Bicentennial year where I sat on the deck near the above ground pool and watched the adults drink Fuzzy Navels. Even to this day, the smell of Coppertone brings it back with such force I feel as if I were tan again, a frightful thought if there ever was one.
As for various social media outlets, I think I would like Facebook more if the status update question was "What's on your feeble mind, Duane?" like Jacy Farrow in The Last Picture Show. Because my mind is feeble, and it would be cool to be called Duane from time to time. It's one of those names like Doyle that you just don't hear that much anymore. I've known three Duanes and two Doyles in my not so short but quite happy life. Which is the best anyone can hope for -- a happy life, not too short and quite sweet.
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5 comments:
The only truly great thing about calling you on the phone and you never answering it is that I (it's a '90 thing) have a limited amount of minutes and it costs me nothing to know you will not pick up.
I also have a rotary phone but it is connected, only bad thing it is only good for answering because automation no longer recognizes the dial signals. Bummer.
I don't much like phones myself. I find them necessary in my life but that doesn't mean I have to enjoy it.
I just purchased a cell phone for no other reason than to keep up with all the bullshit going on in my life. I'm always last to know what's going on--including the decision to end my marriage.
Your post inspires me to call some old friends/family in Canada.
Hi ya Duane,
I won't ask what's on your feeble mind because I don't think you have a feeble mind. You're sensible enough to dislike telephones, aren't you?
I no longer have a rotary phone (wish I did), but I do have a corded wall mount phone that gets much better reception than those wee fekkin cordless phones.
I have a no-frills cell phone provided to me by AAA. I've never used it. Who needs to talk to people when you have a perfectly wonderful dog, eh?
Enjoy your weekend, Duane.
Your pal,
Jacy
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