Recently, I have become more and more aware of my need to escape the trappings of the information age.
I suppose the problem really started with the advent of email. How exciting it was to press ‘send’ and have my words and pictures delivered anywhere in the world in seconds – okay, with Telkom as our ISP maybe minutes, but pretty fast, regardless!
Suddenly, I wasn’t looking out for the postman anymore but instead listening to the “boing, boing, boing” of a dial-up modem connecting to the great mailbox in the sky.
Then came ADSL and with it surfing the net. Soon, I was asking Dr Google to diagnose the cause of my latest malady, Chef Google for a 5 star recipe and Travel Agent Google to recommend the latest ‘in’ holiday destination. Despite taking up large chunks of time, these wonders of modern communication nonetheless proved very useful as I could get my probable diagnosis, flop-proof chocolate cake recipe and exotic holiday booked, all without leaving the comforts of home.
But then, Social Media was born. All of a sudden, there was Facebook, Instagram and Twitter and (almost) everyone I know was posting, tweeting and sharing everyday. Friends would ask if I’d seen their latest offerings and as I was anxious not to offend, I spent hours trying to keep up to date. Now, it has all become too much and I need to escape the pressure.
I’m sure that I’m not alone. I say this because of the ever-increasing popularity of non-technology related hobbies and pastimes. The plethora of emerging craft shops are all doing a roaring trade in a myriad of previously unseen items. Washi tape and modge podge sales skyrocket and hardware stores abound with people buying sandpaper, glue and staple guns, while knitting needles and crochet hooks are just as likely to be sold to hip ‘dinks’ as to aging grandmothers.
However, the most telling sign that people are seeking an escape from the tyranny of the information age is the meteoric success of adult colouring books. If there’s a quicker, more successful way to turn ones back on technology and reconnect with ones childhood, I don’t know what it is.
I haven’t succumbed yet, but I know it won’t be long before I invest in a book of beautiful designs and a box of long-admired Colleen crayons and spend my soon to be recovered hours trying hard to colour within the lines.
Just a parting thought though, still remember to check your Facebook, Google +, Twitter and Tumblr every Tuesday for my latest blog posting, unless you’re too busy colouring in, of course!