Wandering the super market the other day, I was once again struck by the number of people maneuvering their carts up and down the aisles with cellphones plastered to the side of their heads. Blocking passage, holding up lines, carrying on as if they were the only ones in the store without a care in the world about anyone else’s time or schedule. How easy it is when engaged in conversation to ignore what else is going on around you while you, and whoever is holding this joint discussion on the other end of the umbilical cord, decide which brand of peas is the best choice! Canned, fresh, frozen? Let’s just stop the line right here in the middle of the aisle and try to figure out which selection is best of for us! And by the way, did we get any mail? What’s the dog doing? Did you water the lawn? How did we ever manage to get through a shopping expedition without this communication in the past? Which brings to mind the Pioneers.
A brief lesson in history informs us that this hearty and adventuresome group, trekking off to the wilderness 200 years ago, did so without even the benefit of the US Mail. Communication was rare in letting the folks back home know just where they were and what they were doing for impossible months at a time. Supermarkets as we know them did not exist. They were faced with having to gather, shoot, and grow your own food. Survival depended on what nature and the elements could provide. Varieties and choice had yet to be invented by Campbell’s, Birdseye, and Pepperidge Farms.
The Pioneer did not have a cellphone at his disposal but had he I wonder , when out there in the wilderness, tracking down squirrel or a bird for the table that night, have phoned home to inquire if the little woman preferred a large, small, or combination critter as he trained his sights on the prey? Was her taste running to gray, black, or feathered? How many pounds should he bag? Had the cow been milked? Had Pony Express dropped by? Was the creek up? Any sign of Indians?
It boggles the mind that these ancestors of old managed to get by without the constant need to be forever “plugged in” to the inanity of this form of communication. Topics which used to be discussed and mulled over were left to the dinner table. Not so today. Today we are unwitting witnesses to some of the most private and inane conversations without regard or a care of who else may overhear. Cellphones have become the number one accessory to every outfit, event, and circumstance in our lives. They travel everywhere!
Church, wakes, restaurants, the beach, sporting events, PTA, work, movies, appointments, travel, and bed! Few are more than three feet from these phones at any given time, even when being recharged. They can be found in handbags, pockets, cars, carriages, waistbands, bathrobes, swimsuits, and uniforms. God forbid that one is ever out of range, or miss a call that will take us away from what is going on right in front of us. We used to make lists of what we needed when grocery shopping. Not any longer when you can just call home and be guided up and down the aisle by a voice instructing us on just what to throw into that cart. One can make the argument that this method is a guarantee that the right purchase will be made thus eliminating the need for a return. I say boo hoo! If you have no idea what brought you to the store in the first place, and relying on a voice imitating NASA to assist you in your search, then you do not deserve to have been issued the keys to the car to make that trip from the outset.
Bless the Pioneers! They settled this vast country with few landmarks and some pretty sketchy maps. And they did it without the aid of a GPS or a cellphone accompanying them along the way. But had it been different, had the cellphone been around then, we would more than likely still be 150 years away from the progress we have now as that plucky Pioneer would be expected to stop what he was doing to answer that all important question, “Whass up dude?”