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Published: February 23rd 2015
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SHHH...MY BEST BUDDY IS MY iPHONE...texting is preferable to conversation. I first noticed it in Java.
Go to a restaurant and the tables are full...but silent. No conversation during meals...the only sound waiters clattering plates...patrons silent.
In shopping centre corridors...no conversation.
In trains packed with people...no conversation.
Everyone looking into their mobile phones...texting...or whispering into these tablets of anti-socialism.
Even saw the drivers of mopeds texting!
I saw the film Timbuktu during the Sydney Film Festival last year...morning session. Walking back to the railway station I wished I had my camera.
George Street was packed with people but I only noticed the lots of young people sitting in doorways...on steps...on any form of seating...heads down...absorbed in their private world...no conversation...all much too busy texting.
You know I like portraits...or at least some know I do.
Seemed just natural for me to want to return to these places to photograph them texting...documenting their distractions...their loss of the ability to converse...to smile at a little screen rather than their companions...their ebbing humanity.
But I got busy.
I probably got put off with the idea of snapping away without their knowledge...without seeking
prior consent...and you all know how I feel about that!
But the idea lingered.
Must have been stored in an unlocked cupboard in my brain...maybe a dusty shelf if that's what we have up there.
'Cause the idea resurfaced on our recent North & South American tour!
The plane was delayed out of Sydney to Los Angeles.
They had to get a replacement plane of all things.
Of course that meant we missed our connecting flight to Vancouver.
That meant 6 hours at LAX instead of 2. Changed the airline for that leg from United to Alaskan.
Also meant I saw heaps of people texting in the Airports.
Some looked bored...few had the occasional giggle...some frowned...some had no expressions at all.
And all were so absorbed the only sound were from the P.A. systems.
No conversation...or if there was it was a grunt...a gesture...a glance to say can't you see I'm busy?
I saw humanity on it's knees begging.
I saw families with artificial fences dividing them...connected by little black wires coming out of their ears...connected by silence...by inability or reluctance to engage in conversation.
And
nil were aware this Aussie was snapping away...capturing what was left of their souls...capturing their distractions with my lens.
And then in Canada I started noticing people walking on footpaths texting...even crossing the road texting.
Even signs warning of the danger of driving cars while texting such as:
"Thumbs Up. Phones Down. 36%!o(MISSING)f drivers text in traffic. 100%!o(MISSING)f them are more likely to get in an accident." Starting meals in restaurants texting.
Everywhere texting.
I remembered as a child we'd go out to play...hide and seek...stalkings...climbing trees...swings...only coming inside when the bell rang or it was time for dinner.
I remembered when daffodils and snowdrops would bloom in Spring...cicadas would come out in summer...when watching trails of ants was interesting...playing in the bush...knowing where all the caves were...backyard cricket...hitting a tennis ball against a wall until I was really good...calling coo-ee until the boy across the road would come running out...and away we'd go...chatting incessantly...joined by other kids...laughing...distracted only by our imaginations.
And then I'd return to the real world...and see that those chatty times are long gone.
Yeh...long gone.
'Cause everyone is too busy texting.
Relax & Enjoy,
Dancing Dave
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Kuan Yin
Karen Johnson
Put down the damn phone!
I think cell phones are one of the greatest dangers to civilization of our time. I've seen a group of teenage girls - presumably friends - walking on the beach in Barbados, and none of them were talking, only texting. Texting has gotten so bad in Singapore that there are PSAs in the metro telling people to look up while they are walking. An selfies! Don't get me started on this stupid habit. What are you trying to prove? And to whom? The one good thing about the cell phone craze is that I can be pretty autonomous: taking pictures, walking faster than the crowd, getting that last seat on the metro.