NOW WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU SAY THAT?!!
I don’t do Facebook or Instagram or any of that. I communicate regularly via e-mail with people who I know personally and who are real friends, not just Facebook friends.
As a person that was camera shy, I regret that I have so few photos of me as a child or teen, and virtual no videos. Anything I come across is worth more than gold, so I envy kids today that will have years worth of memories at their fingertips. My niece has more video and photos of her in 4 years than I do in 36. She will never have to strain to remember what she was like as a kid.
Today it does seem like overload, but as time goes by and photos get lost and destroyed, the value in all of this will become much more important.
We had a great inservice last week about social media and the child’s brain. Children are addicted to social media, which is making them less social, to fill a void in thier lives. The void is the lack of a father. Also, MIT and Stanford are doing studies that indicate social networking is causing a drop in analytical skills.
I was at a restaurateur and while waiting for my order I looked around and saw 8 people looking at their cell phones. Why go out if you do this? There is a Simpsons episode where Moe the bartender comes up to a guy at the bar and starts to talk to him about what is he drinking or about sports and the guy points at the cell phone he is on with the expression that you are bothering me and Moe, as he turns away, mumbles you are in a crowded place with all these people to talk to and you are on your phone.
How parents who use iPads to 'pacify' their children are impeding their speech development with some starting school at five 'unable to talk' as a result
Read more:
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2933988/How-parents-use-iPads-pacify-children-impeding-speech-development-starting-school-five-unable-talk-result.html#ixzz3QRqjNF8v
They had a paper month-by-month calendar hanging in the kitchen with all the notables written down. They didn't need an app because the calendar was always there, hanging right in front of their face.
In addition, my Mom used the calendar to record significant family events. Thus the calendar became a family diary. My Mom, RIP, would save the calendars.