Brave New World, Indeed

The world my Sweetchildren will navigate is lightyears away from the one that I did as a child.

 

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How do we teach them that there’s not only an App for that, but also an appropriate social interaction, too.

We used to ask the Grampa.  Now they ask The Google.

Tweets are no longer lovely sounds from a bird in nature.

 

It’s not all bad, though.  Sitting around the kitchen table this weekend enjoying some family time (you know, where each of you sit with an electronic device of some kind and “enjoy each other’s company?),  I received this text from Sweetboy:

 

I’ll overlook the grammar for now…

 

Does anything worry you about technology as a staple of our children’s diets?

Siri-us?

Siri has been getting quite the workout in our house lately. A workout that I’m fairly certain she isn’t enjoying all that much.

Sweetman:  “Why can’t I remember the name of the actor that played the White Shadow?”

Sweetboy: “Just ask The Siri Lady, daddy.”

Or…

Mama:  “I wonder where the closest ice cream place is?”

Sweetboy: “Siri will know, Mama.”

And just when I thought her ill-treatment was contained to our house, The Nana called.  Poor, poor Siri…

Me:  “So, Mom, how are things going with your new iPhone?”

The Nana: “I hate that Siri Lady.  Sometimes, I hit her by accident, but I don’t want to talk to her so I just say ‘Oh, shut-up Siri.  I don’t have anything to say to you!’ “

Maybe I should steer the Sweetchildren towards degrees in techno-therapy.  It’s almost a given that Siri’s gonna need it.

Indeed.