
Nostalgia.
A word that defines my musings and sentiments as it relates to the days of yor where the written art of conversation was as much a part of the human dialogue as was the notion of courting. Love letters... penmanship... ink wells... wax seals... and a verbose vocabulary to astound and decipher the complexities of human nature. An art form that is dead?
In the digital age where emoticons and the vernacular have become common place options for conversing -- have we as a social construct turned our backs on the literary pedagogue for the efficiency gains of instant messaging and email?
Has the art of conversation been diluted by a fast-food insta-message culture?
Study after study these days seems to be revealing an incredible reduction in the human vocabulary... words are being lost... expressions being swept into the abyss of syndromes assigned to technological advancement. In summation, each seems to reveal that over the course of the last 50 years the average vocabulary of a U.S. high-school graduate has been downsized from 25,000 words to 10,000.
Emotional literacy levels to follow? My portfolio is going to include Hallmark... immediately!!!!!!!
Like OMG! ... K-Fed was dumped by Britney via text-message. 'Nuf said ballaz.