9.9.12

Futile Friendship?

     Before this age of instant communication, no easy means of distant contact was maintained. Letters were informative but could only contain so much and were delayed, often months, before reaching their recipient. Long distance communication became extremely problematic, especially for large empires. The War of 1812 between America and England could have been avoided had communication been faster. Britain had actually agreed to America's terms two days before America declared war, but a ship took more than a month to traverse the Atlantic. The declaration of war stood. Similarly, the war ended on December 24, 1814, but the last battle, with over 2,000 British casualties happened two weeks later on January 8, 1815.
     In these fast-paced, ever changing times, communication, like so much else, is taken for granted. Instant communication has almost become an annoyance and not so much a blessing. Today has little privacy, and if it takes you more than a few minutes to get back to someone, he will yell at you for ignoring him. On top of that, no one wants to live in his physical location. If I go out to dinner with friends, it's all I can do to keep everyone in one conversation instead of punching away on their phones to people that aren't there.
          Some of the problems of nonphysical communication remain - whatever medium you use. Today, insincerity seems to be one of the largest problems. Common phrases like "Catch you later!" and "We should hang out some time," are meant to convey fondness and intention to the other person. Sadly, these intentions are rarely followed up. Historically, words held power. The ancient Egyptians held the written word was so sacred and magical, that during the New Kingdom, they buried a scroll of The Book of Going Forth by Day (Book of the Dead) to protect and aid the deceased on their journey. As with so much else in life, words seem pitifully poor substitutes for real meaning. Even the treasured “on my word,” or “I swear,” holds no value in today’s society.
     Those catch phrases are never followed up with the promise they hold. If someone does follow up on them, it’s a very surprising feat coupled with the handicap of instant communication to everyone not with you at that time. Thus, while the letter of the promise was fulfilled, its reward remained insubstantial.
     Social networking is a terrific tool. As a college student, I can keep apace with activities on campus throughout the week, and during break and summer I can keep in contact with many of my friends. It’s wonderful to stay in touch with those you aren’t able to physically be with – thus the appeal of long distance communication initially. 
     The part that hurts me, as a generally amiable person, is when I reach out time and again to catch up with others only to be ignored or get a brief response such as “fine,” or “good.” All my energies seem wasted and unappreciated. I think, “Why bother? It wouldn’t have mattered that I inquired about them or not.”
     I begin to give up on people and slide back into myself, but every so often, when I remember someone’s birthday, ask how their sick mom is, how the test went, or if a major project of the semester went well, he’ll smile, answer, and thank me for remembering. My conclusion from these experiences is that putting the extra effort out there is what means anything. Anyone that can type can send an email to cheer someone up, but if you remember something about him specifically or go out of your way to physically say, "Hello," it provides that extra glue of friendship.
     People distance themselves from each other extraordinarily well these days, but they are still human and appreciate and cherish times when people take note and make them feel special for no other reason than being alive. Their ability to distance themselves coerces them to realize the extent of your energies in expressing sincerity.
     In conclusion be friendly to all despite cost or discomfort to youself. Make people smile, make them happy, and forget about your selfish needs for once.

"Buck up, old chap,"
Is what I say,
When ruinous times come my way.
Smile, now, and try again -
Writing's just out with your in.
Stir it up, recall what's gone.
Turn this sorrow into song.

   __    
Agatha Tyche

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