A Disposable Nation

Hi APSense family and friends. I have been going over my account today making sure that all things are as they should be. I have answered all the mail that I have, I have visited sites that I should visit. I have accepted the Contact Requests that I had, What else is there for me to do?

Nothing.... everything is done for me with the whisk of the mouse. I have friends in New Zealand, Africa, South of France, Canada, Texas, New York, California, etc, etc, etc.  But what I don't have is the time that I use to have for each of them.

As a child, I woke up to the smell of my Grandma's coffee percolating in the coffee pot on top of the stove. The smell of sausage being fried and biscuits being made. How many can remember the taste of biscuit dough. I do, my granny would give me snippets of the sweet dough when she had her pan full of biscuits. It was the grandest pleasure in the world to have those moist chewy little morsels.

When Breakfast was ready Grandpa would put down his paper and come to the table for breakfast, We bowed our head for Grace and then we each got a biscuit for butter and honey, then there was the piece of sausage that we crumbled up for a base, on top of that would be our second biscuit crumpled up and on top of that would be warm creamy gravy. As a child I was quite torn as to which thing I wanted first. It was all so yummy.

In today's society, Breakfast comes from Hardy's or McDonald's or Sonic. It is  pre-seasoned, pre-cut, per-fried, pre-wrapped, the whole process is meant to be thrown away? But IT IS SO CONVENIENT.

The problem with convenience is that we lose the heritage that this nation was built on. Toasters use to be an item you would take to the repair shop if it quit. Cost you only .50 or .75 cents to get it repaired so that you could make toast for breakfast the next day. A percolator would last until it got a pin hole and even then if it was not too big a pin hole, the repair shop could solder it or braise it. Does anyone actually remember having things braised? No not your pork chops, metal to bond or repair an item... so much is gone.

Television is another thing that is a personal bane of mine. We get to hear the worst of human society before we have breakfast each day, then again before we eat our dinner each evening. There is the a.m. broadcast, the noon broadcast, and the p.m. broadcast. Just so we can find out the latest gadgets and the easiest way to get things done.

I use to get letters from Granny, I would receive a birthday card each year, personally signed, none of this digital stuff. And I treasured it so very much. The world moves and we as a nation move with it.

I have to say that I do appreciate the ease of today's world. I like being able to have friends in Africa, Canada, South of France and all across this great United States. This gadget I am currently writing on is a blessing; as I have aged I have became a close friend of Uncle Arthur ( arthritis for those that don't know him yet).

My angst comes from holding on to the old ways and being pushed forward into the new ways. So to this end, I bid a sad adieu to the old and continue to learn the new.