Not long ago our civilian internet access to the outside world was interrupted for almost two full days. Many of us have become slaves to the keyboard/screen overlord, and that many hours -- in a row -- of not being able to serve that master proved difficult, to say the least.
I've now spoken with a number of Soldiers who found themselves overly agitated and cranky because they couldn't Skype with their spouse/significant other, or with their children or parents. Some of that upset stemmed from the reaction they got from the people on the other end who were miffed or scared that they'd not heard from their Soldier in the past 24 hours.
Twenty-four hours! Sheesh.
As I've motored around the rather lovely countryside -- especially when we're in the hilly parts of this region of the world -- I've found myself very grateful indeed that it's not the 1940s, and I'm not humping a rucksack up and down those mini-mountainsides.
I'm also grateful that voice (and at times, video) communication is so easy and inexpensive during my deployment, as compared to the spotty, slow, and censored letter-writing via snail-mail the Greatest Generation endured during their years in Europe away from home.
So our civilian internet is down for 30-some hours, and tempers flare.
What's up with *that*?
Blessings and peace to one and all,
Fr. Tim, SJ
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2 comments:
Its called being spoiled. You dont have to go back to the 40's to talk about snail mail. Try going back to the early 80's with a young wife and baby... That is a problem with todays yopung people--spoiled.
All,
If the Soldiers knew the reason for the black-out, they probably wouldn't say anything.
I won't divulge the reason but it is honorable.
FA NCO
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