I love technology. I have no idea what I did, or how I lived, before the world wide web came into my life circa 1995. I love the internet. I love email. I love facebook. I love Google and yahoo! and Skype and all their brothers and sisters. I loved my iPad before Steve Jobs ever dreamed it into being. My life was incomplete before I got my iPhone. And once, I actually believed I did not need a Kindle. Real books are made from PAPER dammit! But then I got a Kindle. You know the rest.
This is how I communicate with the world. It's how I stay in touch with people whether they are on the other side of the planet or around the corner. It's how I organise and document my life, do my job, manage the household budget, and pay for my coffee. Seriously, that Starbucks app rocks.
I understand there are people who do not share my enthusiasm for communicating in this fashion. In fact, there are people I love who live happily with no facebook, twitter, tumbler, blogger, instagram or what have you. That's ok. I don't expect anyone to be a bandwagon jumping conformist for the heck of it. No problem. I also understand that you are probably 950 years old. Or that you might be my father. I will make concessions for you. I will pick up the phone and communicate with you in a quaint ye olde worlde kind of way. I might even meet you down the actual street in person and buy you a coffee. With my app.
But if you are, let's say, my history professor, and you tell me you would prefer to communicate with me via handwritten notes instead of email, I might look at you kinda funny. And then my head might explode. No, seriously. Explode! Kaboom!*@?##!!
I mean, please. Are you suddenly Amish? Why not smoke signals or carrier pigeon?
Anyway, this is purely hypothetical since I don't have a history professor. Let alone one who shuns emails. But if I did, I'm just saying that it would be ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous. That's all.

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