Monday, February 3, 2014

Any Last Words?

This probably comes as no surprise to anyone, but it turns out that time changes people.

No, no, it's true. Stick with me here.

I recently found a post from an old friend from university asking if anyone knew of an issue with hardware compatibility with the latest update of OSX, the Apple operating system.  Let's just say that when I knew this person, if Facebook had existed back then most of their posts would be a mix of "Woooooo!!" and "hey guys sup" and things that they typed into the status update bar instead of the search bar.

It got me thinking about growing up.  Sometimes it happens when you're a kid, sometimes it happens when you're already well past the age when society should have stepped in to make sure you don't accidentally choke yourself playing with a plastic bag like it's a toy.  BTW, how desperate do you have to be for a toy or a friend that a plastic bag makes for a viable fun time?  On second though, this being the internet, don't answer that.

My point is that as we get older, we change.

But my other point, which I haven't made yet but am going to now, is that technology today throws many traditional (dare I say romantic) concepts out of the window.  For example, there was a time that when going on a trip, the trip itself was as much of the adventure as the destination itself.  As people would board or disembark from your train or ship, you gradually transitioned into the culture or the local flavour of your final stop.  The people that surrounded you as you started your journey would not be the people that you ended your journey with.

Deep thought, right?  But here's what I'm getting at.  Last words.  There was a time when the last thing that you said before you passed away carried with it a certain amount of gravitas.  You would hope that when the end arrived that you would have enough time to utter a few words of biting wit, or pass along some dread secret, or maybe just gasp "you're standing on my oxygen tube".  Something so that could be recited at your funeral or perhaps placed on your gravestone as a testament to your character, your passion, or maybe just your last act of thumbing your nose at the establishment.

Now, there is a really good chance that the your last words before going into the light was that you "liked Candy Crush" or that you invited someone to take the "Find Out Which Bachelorette You Are Quiz".  Imagine that on your tombstone.  So I guess what I'm saying is please stop inviting me to play games on Facebook with you.  I don't want to give your eulogy and have to say "he was a good guy, but man, did he ever spend way too much time on Farmville."

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