by Jodie Primeau
What was the best part of your day? My little four-year-old friend considered the question.
On a busy holiday Sunday, she had a lot to choose from: sitting on Santa’s lap, carolling in the pub, gymnastics, a birthday dinner…
The winner? Playing on mom’s iPad.
Internet, social media, and our screen devices have revolutionized the way we live.
From everyday bedtime reading to planning your latest gala, technology is the backseat driver on our fun.
During the Christmas holidays, our tech makeover is more galling than ever. Screens run rampant live-broadcasting our social events, taking pictures of our holiday food, filling the rare silent moment, and offering us guilt-free last-minute Christmas shopping.
This is not a Holly, Jolly reality. It is more of a Nightmare Before Christmas.
Our obsession with screens creates some real privacy concerns, makes us anti-social, and can be downright depressing.
My iPad-loving four-year-old friend is lucky to have a very attentive mom who actively limits her access to and use of screens.
However, after 18, we are on our own to monitor against our own screen-obsession.
Let’s talk privacy. Our smart devices smack of Orwellian predictions about our future. We record, track and disseminate our private lives through social media.
One SnapChat program provides a live-feed GPS to track your every movement. On Facebook, I can see the events my Facebook “friends” have attended, what they were wearing, and who they were with.
The fitness apps track when we sleep, heart rates, what we ate, even our measurements.
Right now, these private broadcasts may not seem like a big deal. However, our informational world is still evolving.
How would your health insurer feel about the McDonald’s diet you have been faithfully reporting to your fitness app?
Would your stalker ex-boyfriend like to see your live GPS feed? Would you like your boss to have access to your twitter opinion on a controversial topics?
Everything you put on your device is available to any user with the right technology.
We need to stop confiding in our phones like they were our best friends and start treating them like the frenemies they are.
Speaking of friends, our smart devices have become the stage-five clinger in our lives.
Screens drive us away from the important people in our lives, constantly demand our attention, and then pit us against the people in our real-life social networks.
A recent study reveals that one third of people admit they communicate less with their parents, partners, children and friends because they can just “follow” them on social media.
Our smart devices also create divides between people: 42 per cent of people felt jealous toward their friends who received more “likes” than they did. The nerve!
Spending our lives on our devices watching the best-of reel of our acquaintances’ lives on social media can be downright depressing.
We spend less time outside, we have less human interaction, and we can easily feel like we are trying to keep up with an unlimited number of The Jones’.
The sad reality of screens and social media calls into question why we use them at all.
Unless you hide away in a camp out in the Wylie Road backwoods, we are all stuck with screens. We use them out of necessity.
Screens and social media do, of course, have a helpful, informative, and entertaining side. They are a guilty pleasure we all revel in.
All of us have undoubtedly heard of a friend who publicly boycotts the modern world of screen technology and social media.
We have all equally bit our tongues when the same friend returns back into the screen world quietly a few weeks later.
The key to harnessing the best parts of screens and social media has got to be informed moderation, not abstinence.
We cannot ignore the positive or negative reality of social media. Hiding from technology leaves the non-user ill-equipped to participate in our modern world.
Our best defence against the phone is informing ourselves of the dangers and adjusting our use accordingly.
I simply cannot end a pre-Christmas Cup of Jo as a Grinch.
To turn things around, I have written a little parody of what I believe to be the most entertaining part of social media: Deep River Yardsale Facebook group.
At the request of Katie Roblin, please enjoy this little Carol, set to the tune of “My Favourite Things.” Merry Christmas, Deep River!
DEEP RIVER YARDSALE THINGS
One grass stained prom dress,
‘80s cassette player,
Used size-C brassiere,
Four blades for your razor,
Sad engagement ring:
These are some Deep Ri-ver Yard-sa-le Things!
Lulu Lemon Pants,
One actual rooster,
Old beat-up couches,
Broken baby booster.
What in the heck is a “Fingerling”?
These are some Deep Ri-ver Yard-sa-le Things!
Stolen road bike!
Gross homemade soup!
Shirt with a breast hole!
Once your friends buy your impractical things,
You, too, can mark them…