of social media
Somewhere there is a great spoof about social media, where a woman meets a man who doesn't use it, just talks to her properly. Yet she is suspicious as are her friends, denying he can exist. It succeeds because we are suspicious too. Someone with no Facebook or Twitter friends and does no virtual actions, only physical ones. It's a great spoof.
Social media has its place, but the really good news is spread word of mouth, between lovers, or child and parent in person.
Babies need to be held and cuddled, not reduced to pixels and fonts; without touch, they cannot even grow or develop properly. One wonders if, even as adults, we are the same. Nothing can replace the face-to-face introductions of our wee newcomers. But even old-school announcements, once hand-written and delivered via mail, included human touch as part of that exchange. Quantum suppositions of entanglement aside, these new electronic communications of ours are devoid of that touch. Joann's haiku convey's this notion perfectly, and leaves us feeling the ache of that separation.