He thinks old tech is old tech and that our kids aren’t missing anything by having not been exposed to ancient things like tapes, Playstations and printed dictionaries.
I hold that it’s a sad day indeed when Cara asks what cassette tapes are and then gazes in awe at Mom’s old wedding album and it wasn’t just because Mom was so young.
Then there’s the deal with the books.
I’ve always been a reader and I’m not quite sure how many paperbacks I currently have in my possession. And books take up a lot of space. Just ask Tucker if you don’t believe me. In fact, he’s spent the past several hours stuffing my books into our bookshelf. If Tucker had his way, all of those books would be digital and we wouldn’t have a book shelf.
But I can’t give up my books. Memories are attached to each and every one of those books. There’s a reason why it was always a bad idea for my Books manager to assign me to alphabetize the Children’s Section when I worked at the Hasting’s.
The feel and the smell of old books just does it for me. If you “get” it then you know exactly what I’m talking about. I love the old but I also love the new…
So maybe it isn’t so much that Tucker and I have reached an impasse as me, myself and I have reached an impasse?
I’m not afraid of tech. I embrace it. We pay the high price of being early adopters. Technology can be a fabulous thing. I own a plethora of electronic books; they fit great on my phone. But every time I buy a book on Amazon and download it to my phone, I feel like I’m cheating.
The King is dead. Long live the King?
What side do you come down on? Leave me a comment cause I can’t tell if I’m just being a sentimental oaf or if Tucker’s just stupid…or both…