Full disclosure: I remember the 70's. And I'm shy, and not. It was a different world then, and not. And, as you said, increased availability of technological communication has benefits and harms.
The 70's though, we watched TV, saw the same national news, we read print newspapers and we communicated with landline phones.
Now pre-modern societies, 19th century and before, the middle ages--before books!!--I've always wondered about that.
I only kind of remember the '70's. I was born in 1976.
Isn't it weird how little we actually know about the people who came before us despite our lives overlapping since the beginning? It's not as if everyone died at once and then a new crop of humans popped up the next day.
Isn't it weird how little we actually know about anyone, yet what is looking out of our eyes is precisely the same as what is looking out of their eyes. Wonderful paradox.
As for age disclosure, I graduated from college in 1976.
When I was a hospice nurse in Oregon, I had an ninety-five year old patient say to me: "When I look in the mirror I see this little old lady! How did that happen? When I look inside, I feel exactly the same as when I was a little girl."
Full disclosure: I remember the 70's. And I'm shy, and not. It was a different world then, and not. And, as you said, increased availability of technological communication has benefits and harms.
The 70's though, we watched TV, saw the same national news, we read print newspapers and we communicated with landline phones.
Now pre-modern societies, 19th century and before, the middle ages--before books!!--I've always wondered about that.
I only kind of remember the '70's. I was born in 1976.
Isn't it weird how little we actually know about the people who came before us despite our lives overlapping since the beginning? It's not as if everyone died at once and then a new crop of humans popped up the next day.
Isn't it weird how little we actually know about anyone, yet what is looking out of our eyes is precisely the same as what is looking out of their eyes. Wonderful paradox.
As for age disclosure, I graduated from college in 1976.
By the way, thanks for making me feel young. That happens less and less, these days.
When I was a hospice nurse in Oregon, I had an ninety-five year old patient say to me: "When I look in the mirror I see this little old lady! How did that happen? When I look inside, I feel exactly the same as when I was a little girl."
I don't know. Is looking someone else's eyes the same as looking out through our own?
I am pointing to the universal beyond identity, concepts and relationship.
"It created the opportunity to acknowledge their humanness and accept how they chose to human." - I love that. Beautiful piece.