Wireless?

March 13, 2025

Remember when the world was wired? Your computer, phone and printer sat on your desk. You snaked the wires through a little hole behind your monitor and everything was hidden and neat. If you needed space to draft a letter or do your homework it was there for the taking. Now we are wireless. I think. My desk has become a tangled nest of wires that would make the robins in the back yard proud. Shit, there are so many wires sticking out of the hole in my desk, I don't even know what half of them are for to be quite honest.

I miss the world that was wired. I miss us! A world where maybe we spent a grand total of 15 minutes to check our email; which quite frankly was probably some stupid forwarded message from that person. Yeah, you know who I'm talking about, everybody had one of those friends. Send this to 20 people in the next five minutes or you will have bad luck. Wait, I only have 20 people in my contact list, I can't send this naked picture of Pamela Anderson to Grandma!! Let's face it, other than forwarding that picture of Mrs. Anderson's crotch to your poor Mum mom, you really spent most of those 15 minutes waiting for the 56k modem to connect.

Now, I certainly realize the hypocrisy of sharing this thought with you on the very beast I hate. But what other choice do I have? I guess I could be that crazy guy in the park handing out flyers of his manifesto to folks trying to have picnics with their families, but something tells me that wouldn't fly. I guess I could write a letter to the editor to the local newspaper if it still exists, but I would probably get fewer readers than I do here! So, here I am, feeding into the beast. Oh, how I lament what we have become.

Imagine, just for a moment, if we could go back. Oh, to be wired again, how great would that be!? To have to get up off your lazy ass to read the news or check your email and pray to the internet lords that your phone could actually connect to AOL. To once again become so frustrated with that busy signal and your download speed that you gave up and went outside to shoot some hoops or throw a frisbee around with your pals. You end up having so much fun you forget you were trying to login in the first place.

Maybe afterwards you went out and grabbed some beers and built a campfire, turned on some tunes and actually had real conversations with real people. Oh, how I yearn for that innocence. I realize those days are gone. We will never have them back. So now what I need, what I yearn for, is my desk to be clean. So I can create. Instead, here I am, "wireless".