21 June 2007

Keeping in touch or personal touch?

Weary Parent's group writing project asks what advice we were given as teens that we took to heart. Now, either my parents were not the advice giving sort or I really wasn't listening because I do not remember a single piece of advice they ever gave me. I did, however, hear a frequent command which has proven to be very beneficial to me and those around me:

Dana, get off the phone.
My parents just wanted to be able to make a phone call. But I began to realize something. All humans have an innate desire to develop and maintain relationships with other humans. The telephone is a convenient means of keeping in touch, but without the touch. As such, it is nothing more than a substitute for real human contact. It touches the surface of a need, but cannot satisfy it.

I spent my senior year in Germany and there I read a book which had a somewhat profound effect on my thinking for some time: Homo Faber by Max Frisch. The title emphasizes the entire thesis of the book. It juxtaposes two ideas of man: homo sapiens, man the wise, and homo faber, man the smith or maker. The main character of the book is a Swiss technologist who views men much as he views the machinery with which he works. They are nothing more than the sum of their parts, and as such are somewhat interchangeable. He is cool, distant and detached from what is going on around him. He lives in a world of black and white, right and wrong, actions and consequences but void of forgiveness. And through the developing plot, he records everything with his camera.

It is his way of seeing everything and experiencing nothing.

In our high-tech society, we have more ways of communicating than ever before. We have email, instant messenger, blogs, online discussion groups, telephones and cell phones. We can remain in almost constant contact without actually having any physical contact. I am reminded of AT&T's old advertising slogan, "Reach out and touch someone."

Except you cannot actually touch anyone through a telephone. You remain distant and the connection is superficial. It is little wonder that researchers at Carnegie Mellon University found a link between increased internet usage and mild depression (pdf), especially in those who sought to form relationships via the internet as opposed to those seeking entertainment. The spirit yearns for physical contact and is only placated, never satiated.

My parents may not have realized they were giving any profound advice as they cut short my telephone usage, but they did provide the impetus for recognizing the importance of real, personal human contact. Technology can be a wonderful tool, but it can also become a distraction, preventing us from truly connecting with those around us and silencing our needs for contact without fulfilling them.

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12 comments:

Yvonne Russell said...

A beautifully told story, Dana, with some interesting points.

Char said...

Very nicely done! I am glad to have it as another entry in the contest. Thanks!

Anna-Marie said...

Maybe they wanted you off the phone so they could talk to *you*. **smile**

Fabulous article. Does this mean you are coming for a visit? And a cuppa? and so our kids can play?? Does it?? Does it?? :) I'll go turn down the guest bed...well, maybe not, since it's in the sofa. Well, just let me know when you're coming then.

Anna-Marie

Shawna said...

I have had the exact same thought, in fact I think a hand written letter is a bit more tangible than many of the more modern fors of reaching out and touching someone as it does reflect so much of the writer: stationary choice, scent, handwriting style/imprint, the fact that the writer held and handled the paper that the reader is now holding and handling, it is hand delivered by a mail person.

This idea of reaching out has been haunting me so much lately that I have a field trip planned next week to take my boys down to visit their 93 year old great-grandmother rather than just call her. I was inspiried by some wonderful still shots of fellow blogger Chris and her sons with their grandmother--I felt the need to "be" with my grandmother at that moment, I missed her presence, her touch, her laughter, her voice.

Yes, human contact is essential to our existence...and something I fear may be being lost in our modern world.

Renae said...

Dana,
Thank you for giving us your thoughtful perspective yet again.
I think I'll get off the computer and go visit my neighbor...
Blessings,
Renae

Jennifer in OR said...

I'm with Anna-Marie. I'll be right over. You do have a lovely green yard for all the kids to play. :-)

scatty said...

So true. I've been feeling a little depressed and cut off the last few days and today I had a friend round for an hour and in the late afternoon sat and drank a cup of coffee at my neighbours'. What a difference that made!

Dana said...

Thanks for your kind words, everyone. Anna-Marie, be careful what you ask for. I have been known to take people up on those kinds of invitations...

Shawna, that is wonderful! I'm sure you'll share all about it with your virtual friends, right?

Jennifer, we do have the space in the yard, but with 900 sq ft in the house it gets a little cramped. But a conversation out on the lawn would be quite a bit more refreshing than online chats.

Scatty, that is the one thing I really miss about Germany. At least where I lived, you went visiting around 3 in the afternoon. People were expecting someone to drop by, so if you felt like it, you just dropped in on people.

You don't do that here. You need an invitation. And most invitations aren't all that genuine. There have been a few times I have taken up such an invitation from someone, only to catch the hostess by surprise because she didn't actually think I would come.

Rebecca said...

That reminds me of a comment made by a seminary professor's wife a couple of years ago at a panel discussion for future pastor's wives. The topic of the moment was the perceived expectation that a pastor's home always be open to and ready for people to drop in. Cornelia (this professor's wife) is from Germany, and her response was, "You know, people would always go visiting in Germany and I was just used to expecting that. But ever since we have lived here in the US, I keep a lovely sitting room ready, but nobody ever stops by." She certainly relieved our homekeeping anxieties, but at the same time...it was a bit sad.

Anonymous said...

Thx

e-Mom said...

Very nice thoughts. And nice to meet you. I'm actually not a phone person... I prefer talking eyeball-to-eyeball. Some people think that's strange! Blessings, e-Mom

pinaywife said...

aha! how true! tis true!
i probably have mild depression..haha
you see, most of the friends that i really like are online!
we just moved here about 2 months ago & i'm praying for a friend in my neighbors.. i have a friend from church & another filipina friend who has a daughter my age but they are not from my neighborhood. would love to meet someone that you can just drop by at their house, fix a snack, have a tea, sit outside and chat..
rebecca - my father is a preacher in the philippines & we always live in the church either behind it or at the back of it. i can totally relate to cornelia. people walks in & out of our front door all day long, 7 days a week. in the philippines, that's just part of the deal, a pastor's home should always be open to everybody.

 
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