We went to my nephew’s engagement party this past weekend up in the Berkshires. A great day overall, with one little glitch. I had to use our GPS gadget in the car. I LOATH GPS!
Why do I loath the Global Postitioning System? Part of it is immaturity, I guess. I don’t like being told what to do. Especially by someone who refuses to get upset when I don’t listen. (I’ve actually tried this – purposely making wrong turns to see if I could get a rise out of that little voice. No success -so far….) Part of it is habit – I’m so used to planning trips with maps that I don’t quite trust this small rectangular box sitting (smirking?) next to me.
I’m wondering, though, if there might be some food for thought here. For one thing, there’s a nice spiritual metaphor – am I unwilling to turn over control to a higher power who (“that”, in this case) has a clearer grasp of things than I do even with my maps? The truth is, if it weren’t for that GPS at the end of our trip we might still be driving through the Berkshires.
Or….. am I resisting in some small way the rampant dehumanization of our modern world? More and more each day, the tasks that used to require a human mind – and, more importantly,human hearts and souls – are being turned over to computers. The idea that an unmanned drone can be fired from a remote location and wipeout a village with a minimum of human contact is absolutely chilling to me, even though I understand the rationale. It becomes even more chilling when I consider that, as exemplified by the mess in the Gulf of Mexico, remote technology doesn’t always work.
So – am I prophetic or just stubborn?