The reptilian part of my brain that used to only squeak when I received word of a particularly violent storm or other, real emergency headed my way woke up.
“Wait, no Internet? We’re not prepared for this!”
As if a short time without Internet access necessitates the same amount of preparation you’d need for a potentially dangerous storm or something.
The funny thing is that I spent most of my childhood not having access to the Internet. It existed for a while before my parents decided to hook up to it. Hell, we didn’t have a television (much less cable) during a few different chunks of my childhood. Theoretically I should be well-equipped to survive a short time without electronic entertainment. We did it for years after all
There are books to read, puzzles to work on, and lots of streets to explore. That’s not even to mention all of the other places I can go during this short period of time when I’ll need to search for other ways to get online.
Yet I’m sitting here planning for this as if it’s something that needs to have all of the kinks worked out of it ahead of time.
It makes me wonder how my niece and nephew will adjust to this kind of thing when they’re adults. Both of them are growing up in a world where you can access wifi almost anywhere that has electricity.
The picture I found for this post is a joke, but I’m beginning to wonder if it’s becoming true to a certain extent.
What do you all think?