I recently saw a short clip of a speech by a well known medical practitioner about his experiences with patients with Covid. Mind you, this was at a gathering of a club whose members encourage humour and all speeches are in that genre.
The doctor, a second generation medical practitioner, was light-heartedly suggesting that if he prescribed some simple medicine and treatment to a patient, the patient was dissatisfied and reeled off a list of names of high power antibiotics that should be prescribed.
Though this was said in humour, the message could not be more descriptive of today’s internet addicted humans who consult the internet before going to a doctor. Since the advent of Covid, the number of messages that I get about it on social media is simply mind boggling. Although I simply delete them or skip them, the sheer number takes up time.
Similarly, I get messages about temples, religion, self improvement, politics, crime and so many other topics that if I were to read them all carefully I am sure that my brain will explode as its memory capacity will reach its limit all too soon.
Of what interest could this information be to me? Or for that matter, the friends who sent them to me? Am I or they, ever likely to walk this road, even partly?
A very dear friend of around my age, has solved this intrusion by junking his smart phone and switching to a primitive one that can be used only to make and receive phone calls; and send / receive SMS messages. He has been urging me to follow suit. I am seriously tempted to.