I love technology. We can find so many ways to do things we never dreamed of before and create things we can’t live without before we even knew they existed. Some things are trendy, some useful, but many are to organize our life in some form or fashion, basically to make our life more simple and easy than it already is today. Problem is, some of the time it just makes our lives more complicated.
The Internet of course is a place that moves at such lightening speed that it is almost impossible to keep up with what is going on outside of your circle, which is one reason the social networking sites like Twiiter and Facebook work so well. So after a rather frustrating day of working with code for hours on end I went for a walk and came across this song. You have heard of the term “code is poetry”, well how about poetry is poetry. I really thought this poem (song) spoke to the frenzie that sometimes is technology.
Message in a bottle, rhythm of a drum
Smoke signals and telegraphs make the airwaves hum
But that’s all ancient history like bongs and Lincoln Logs
Now we livin’ like the Jetsons in a wacky wireless fog
Talkin’ squawkin’ hawkin’ who knows if anybody’s gettin’ throughToasters talk to crackberries, Boston to Bombay
Teenage schemes and Ma-bell’s dreams as minutes tick away
We act like crazy people talking to ourselves
Crashing cars in conversation while that stuff flies off the shelf
The information superhighways locked up like a L.A. traffic jamEverybody’s on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You’re loud and clear but I don’t understand
I’m a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody’s on the phoneDo you remember dialing up?
Yes I remember well
Now I just can’t go anywhere with out that sacred cell
I think that I might die if I miss anything at all
Text me, send me an e-mail, link me up, give me a call
I’m ADD on AOL tryin to read the writing on the wallEverybody’s on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You’re loud and clear but I don’t understand
I’m a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody’s on the phoneNow I’m a real jungle jumper
I’m a megahertz man
I swing from tree to tree on the very latest plan
On the download In the dropout zones
In every major city ‘cross the land
I got my Marley on my ringtone, get up, stand up, reach out, touch somebody manEverybody’s on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You’re loud and clear but I don’t understand
I’m a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody’s on the phoneCan you hear me?
Can you hear me now?
I gotta get over by the beerstand
Oh no my batteries are going
I’ll call you back(Jimmy Buffett, Peter Mayer, Roger Guth, Will Kimbrough)
Yes, I like how Buffett can take you to a tropical island from right here in Alabama, but he really makes a point here in “Everybody’s on the Phone” that we can have it all and nothing at the same time. I love the line “so connected and all alone”. For me with the church, the question becomes how can we use technology, for good, to reach people for Christ. This video has been passed around to various blogs and I first saw it over on Brad Rugles’ blog (Shift Happens) but still wanted show it here in case you had not seen it yet.
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