Now, this, of course, is not to suggest that I am not a slave to technology just like everyone else. Obviously, I'm spouting all this stuff on a blog I have had for over three years. I enjoy Facebook, Youtube videos and Spotify and typically get my morning news from the Huffington Post. While I do not have cable, I do watch movies on my 14" TV sometimes. I love to take pictures of food, my animals, and landscapes. One of the reasons for my car's mysterious noises is the fact that I drive the wheels off of it (seven years old and it has almost 195,000 miles).
I just think the video is a nice reminder that, despite our reliance on technology (no matter the degree to which we consider ourselves addicted), we can choose to be more present in our lives. It made me think of, and go back and read, Wendell Berry's 1989 essay "Feminism, the Body, and the Machine." I particularly find resonance with the bit about the "line being drawn where it can be drawn easily." I would never tell someone else what is healthy or effective for them. I simply think we could all take stock of our lives and cut out some of the unnecessary luxuries that keep us from engaging with the REAL people and places in it. For me, that means not buying a smart phone, getting rid of my cable, doing as much yard and farm work myself as I can with tools my father would've used, and giving those around me the attention I would hope to receive from them. You can, and should, draw your own line.
But each one of us, by ‘insignificant’ individual abuse of the world, contributes to a general abuse that is devastating. And if I were one of thousands or millions of people who could afford a piece of equipment, even one of which they had a conceivable ‘need,’ and yet did not buy it, that would be ‘significant.’ Why, then, should I hesitate for even a moment to be one, even the first one, of that ‘significant’ number? Thoreau gave the definitive reply to the folly of ‘significant numbers’ a long time ago: Why should anybody wait to do what is right until everybody does it?...
Happy early birthday to literally one of my best friends, the sweet-natured girl who never remembers when I fuss or am in a bad mood, the first of my herd of animals who has cuddled with me as I've cried and jumped and played with me in creeks and lakes across Kentucky, the unselfish one who doesn't mind if Willie gets his pets or treat first, the little girl I love to come home to everyday. Happy 7th birthday, Lucy:)