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Wayne Post
  • LETTER: Thankfully, not everyone is connected 24/7

  • My wife and I don’t have a computer. If we want to use one, we go to the public library. We don’t have cell phones, smart or otherwise, and we don’t own any gadgets whose names begin with a lower-case “i.” We don’t have cable or satellite TV.

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  • I am not writing to pick on Dawn Lipson, the newly elected chair of the Rochester Philharmonic Orchestra’s Board of Directors. However, in her interview with James Battaglia (Brighton-Pittsford Post, April 18), she expresses a commonly held opinion that year after year goes virtually unchallenged.
    In discussing the pleasures of attending a concert, she says, “I find when you’re home or out and about, we’re all electronically connected now. There’s never that time when your mind is completely allowed to float.”
    I have great news. This is not the reality of life in the 21st century. It’s the way many people, for reasons that are beyond my understanding, choose to live. They’re welcome to it.
    My wife and I don’t have a computer. If we want to use one, we go to the public library. We don’t have cell phones, smart or otherwise, and we don’t own any gadgets whose names begin with a lower-case “i.” We don’t have cable or satellite TV.
    If friends or relatives want to contact us, it couldn’t be easier. We have a telephone. If we’re busy or not at home, you can leave a message on the $10 answering machine and we’ll call you back. Written correspondence is delivered right to our house, six days a week (at least for now) by employees of the U.S. Postal Service. (Yes, we do have email, mostly for situations in which other options are not available.)
    “What about the news?” you may ask. “Don’t you want to know what’s happening as it happens?”
    Uh, no.
    It’s not that we don’t care. It’s just that we don’t care 24 hours a day. Unless one of Kim Jong Un’s missiles is headed for the Park Avenue area, we can probably wait for next morning’s newspaper.
    By the way, it was 60 years ago that author Ray Bradbury pretty much described the world inhabited by so many people today. The story is titled “The Murderer,” and I recommend it to anyone who thinks that maybe, just maybe, this is all madness.
    JIM LANICK
    Rochester
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