Ever since we got back to Salt Lake, my internet has kept blinking off and on. And that was after making arrangements ahead of time to have it up and running, and assurances that it was doing so. Two long phone calls the first week did not resolve the problem. Then a two hour phone call Monday morning running through a bunch of idiotic "diagnostics" ordered by the techie on the other end of the line. Finally he gave up and said a tech repair man would be out the next day between 9:30 a.m. and 1:30. After sitting around all day, the repair guy showed up at 3:00 p.m. He twiddled with the phone line outside the house a minute, turned on the modem, and presto my internet is back.
Which leads to the question: Am I really better off with the internet? Does my status and eternal happiness depend on being tagged in facebook? Should I continue wasting two or three hours a day posting photos to the Curmudgeonly Professor Blog? Is it really important to read the latest comments by my sisters? Or should I find a new hobby? I do not notice any diminished levels of satisfaction from people who swore off computers after retiring and banished them from their homes. Perhaps I should stop cold turkey, stop my blogs, stop my attacks on the Tea Party on Twitter, discontinue my learned economic analysis on Twitter, discontinue comments on my grandchildren's posts on facebook, and do what? I can only listen to talk show bloviators for so long and my ears go numb, my brain is fried, and I long for the good old days of the Great Depression, the New Deal, and FDR. Then I remember unemployment was 25% then and the only entertainment was listening to the radio and the victrola by the light of a kerosene lamp. Have a nice day and never, never try to transfer your internet, your telephone, your tv provider, and your mail. Turn off your TV, turn off your computer. A daughter of a long-time friend came with her parents to see us the other day. She has eight kids and they are all reading stuff like the Iliad and the Odyssey and books of like manner. I asked her how that happened. She said "because we haven't had a TV in the house for 17 years." Go figure. I can see class is about over so I will let you out early today. There will be an hour essay exam next class period on the stuff I was supposed to cover today but never got around to so be sure you read Chapters 18-35 by tomorrow and be prepared. Nobody ever pays any attention to me in here anyway.