counter-cultural

Jul 2012 garden

That best describes our past month largely unplugged.We have a few more days until our regular internet connection is established.  Meanwhile we have been using a mobile broadband stick which has allowed us a few minutes each to check mail, look up train/plane schedules, google maps, and to check in with our son in Korea.  It has been a mixed blessing.

My Flickr and photography networks are sorely missed.  Sorely missed.  I have used up a few of my minutes downloading more tutorials to work through offline which greatly inspires and stretches my imagination, hones some skills.  On the flipside there were also some deeply embittered bloggers, right where we left them weeks ago, having found new subjects to attack, fixate, and expound upon.  I don't miss that.  As Jane Eyre says,

“Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongs.” 

Much too short.
Coincidentally, during this low-tech period, I came across a recent issue of Newsweek. (link to article) The cover sports a distressed individual with the word "iCrazy" overhead.  Having some Luddite tendencies myself, it caught my eye. What I learned though is that while the ill effects of social media have been hypothesized since the get-go, there is now solid clinical evidence that our smart phone world is not making us smarter.  In fact, it is shrinking our brains.  As in, mri's of heavy internet users mirror those of drug addicts with "fundamentally altered frontal cortex's" "abnormal white matter" and a shrinkage of up to 20% of gray matter. In lay terms – that is the part of your brain that controls memory, senses, speech and emotion.
Emotions, it seems,  don't fare well at all with regular internet use.  Particularly vulnerable are those who are prone to depression and anxiety.  Doctors now find there is a "direct link" between internet use and depression.  It is not just technology users who suffer.  Do you surf while you nurse your baby?  Psychologist Sherry Turkle warns that "a mother made tense by text messages is going to be experienced as tense by the child. " That tension is interpreted by the child as coming from the mother- child relationship.  Think about that, new moms.  A lot. 
This is not strictly just an emotional appeal however.  In Tel Aviv they are they have published the first cases of internet related psychosis.  They believe internet communication to be capable of causing true psychotic phenomenon. In Asia they have resorted to treating teens with gaming addictions through electric shock therapy.  A Stanford doctor found that executives with heavy internet usage  failed the official test for multiple personality disorders.  This may be more common than you imagine. 
"We could create the the most wonderful world for our kids, but it's not going to happen if we're in denial,"  warns a pharmocology  professor from Oxford. It's not going to happen.  
 
I am making this article and the book mentioned, iDisorder, required reading for my teens.  I am reading and considering myself.  I love beauty.  I love being able to step into a virtual art gallery in a few free moments and be refreshed, to walk away with new ideas for photography techniques or compositions, to download notes for the current novel we are reading.  But this is serious stuff and I think that surfing may needs be limited to a couple days per week where I can load up my blog and download tutorials.
We need to model for our kids.  We are responsible for forming those little brains and it pains me to think we, collectively, are sending a host of children into the world with 'altered' brains, or attempting this great vocation of parenting them with less than full working capacity in our own. So instead of attempting some days off the computer periodically, perhaps scheduling a few days on is wiser.
It is a tool.  We probably need it for everything from reserving tickets to paying bills to receiving children's homework assignments, just as we need vehicles and so on.  But, since this particular tool has far more addictive qualities than others, just as we don't need to be strapped into our cars all day and night or shackled to our microwaves we do not need to be at the beck and call of our Facebook account or our Twitter feed. 
* Much of this information was asserted in Simplicity Parenting years ago where they urge anyone experiencing anxiety or depression in their children or themselves to take concrete steps to simplify, to unplug (tv, cpu, news), to quiet their world.  It is a highly recommended read. 

 

evening in Cambridge

Some very preliminary observations….

the vast majority of people you pass are between 18-30 with a smattering of distinguished persons of a certain age. 

The buildings are mainly old brick in browns and grays.  Sort of like an old tweed blazer with corduroy patches at the elbows.  It was fitting. No pun intended.

The mall keeps bankers hours.  (and there really ARE bankers hours here)

Public restrooms are locked by 8pm.  (this may only have been newsworthy to the company I keep, but trust me, it became an essential bit of information)

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crossing the channel

Calais to Dover courtesy of Alannah. 

We crossed the channel two ways.  Moira and I intended to fly ahead of the rest of the family to open the house and get beds set up etc.  When we arrived at the airport we learned our flight was delayed… by 8hrs.  So she and I settled into the little Ryan Air airport for the better part of the day while the others drove to Calais.  In the end, we arrived at the house at exactly the same time, all of us with stories to tell. 

Here is theirs…

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The ferry was like a floating parking garage with restaurants, shopping, and play areas. 

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lunch…….  what else?

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the white cliffs of Dover

still hopping on the tree

Summer daylight lingers long this far north, making it hard to convince children the day is done.  This evening with no rain kept big and small outdoors while I was inside beginning to dress little people for bed. Their daddy came back to fetch them out again to show us what he and the boys had found in the tree outside the window, a beautiful ring-necked pheasant roosting just overhead. 

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Our landlord tells us the bird has long been resident in that tree. Owing to this tenure, Allen discussed rules for good neighbors with the children. No pestering of the bird will be tolerated he explained.  He was here first after all. 

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I am so glad he has decided to stay. 

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"In summer quite the other way,

I have to go to bed by day.

I have to go to bed and see,

the bird still hopping on the tree,"

from Bed in Summer, Robert Louis Stevenson

 

special delivery

Look what arrived at the door today…

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Ok just kidding.  (But hey a pun lol! ; ))   Yeah, I am a little punchy. That was the girls discovering the mail slot in the front door which they thought was quite cool.  Bigger news was that today the movers arrived with our things.  It was a very full day – the movers and we were begging for mercy tuckered out by 5pm after 8 or 9 straight hours of unloading. End result is that all the furniture is reassembled and set up in all the rooms and we are functional.

Only glitch was the bookcases did not fit well so the book unpacking will be a little tricky.  We have radiators on most walls and windows on the rest.  So my large IKEA cases were a no-go.  We will be scouring yard sales for smaller cases to disperse throughout the house.  Around here the boxes are all full of china and books. Do people buy other stuff? <g>

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Alannah and I found their cardboard trail very funny.  Have I mentioned we are easily amused?  It's the little things folks.  That's how you get through yucky days.  Find something to laugh about. <g>

Speaking of which.  Funniest thing I unpacked today?  Rice.  Like…… this paper wrapped handful of loose dry rice.  Hello? 

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Oh and a side note – I have always tried to answer every blog comment personally by private email but it is taking FOREVER to load pages on my phone.  So if you leave a comment, please check back there in the next day or so and I will try to respond to things there in one fell swoop.  I hate that.  Just so you know.  But I hate it when bloggers don't respond to comments either and never wanted to be that.  So just bear with me til we sort out the internet issues.  Best I can do right now. : / 

There are about 5000 phone calls, appointments, forms, and miscellaneous 'things-to-be-done' involved in an overseas relocation.  Someone asked where we were in that process.  Well, somewhere around #3000 I think. <g>  

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Although we are still in Europe, all of our outlets are different so none of the appliances work here.  The car has to have a light kit installed within a few days to make the lights tilt the other direction since we drive on the other side of the road.  At this point only one of us is currently driving in this fine land.  I need to do this.  I need. to. do. this.  But gosh darn, it feels really odd going the other way on these narrow roads.  I didn't much like driving in my own country for that matter. And on that note I have to take my new drivers exam this week.  Wish me luck…

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The telephone and computer will not be fully set up for a few weeks.  We got new cell phones (those don't transfer either) but it seems all our machines will have limited internet access.  I am ok with that.  In fact I think it's a blessing. After accounting for online school reporting and mail, it definitely curtails surfing to next to nil.  No matter what they tell you – ignorance is too bliss.  I mean it <g>

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We are still figuring out all of our doors and have had to release a couple kids who were stuck inside rooms.  Every door has a different handle, mostly wonderful old Bakelite turn knobs with cast iron plates and skeleton keys.  They don't all shut right and some need a good shove to open again.  And I actually really love all the above. <g>

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The garden is shared with a large population of plump pigeons which lends a park-like feel to the place.  They are mostly sedate though when you jog along the lane you flush them out of the trees which is a little startling.  We have also seen a few pheasants in the yard and near the trees in the fields. 

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Tomorrow morning the movers arrive with our household goods and we return the loaner things to the base.  It will be a good thing to get this over with quickly, but I admit I am not looking forward to this part.  We worked very hard to organize on the other end however and I will let you know how that works out on this end.  You know, in the spirit of, "If you can't be a good example at least be a horrible warning."  : )