Being disconnected.

A while ago I wrote a post about the virtues of being connected (to the internet). I said this:

As we move forward into the always on, always connected world, it makes me feel very comfortable that there are people around me who get it, and who realize the collaborative power of these tools.

My friend Steve (the same friend from the dinner last night) had this response to that post:

There may well be virtues involved in being "always connected" but the posit in blogs such as yours seems to be either, or. Either you’re connected all the time (good) or not (bad). Life, as you know, is not like that. There are times for quiet contemplation, like looking at the Milky Way on a dark night in Algonquin Park. There are times to be surrounded by noise but in your own quiet space, such as reading a book on the subway. There are times to march in a protest parade rather than just write about your displeasure. There are times to hold your lover in your arms and talk (or not). There are times for a kid to have a ‘secret friend’ whom no one else can see. There are times to watch a bee squirming its way into a flower to find a few grains of pollen.

None of my examples require being "always connected" but all are essential to life. So here’s my question: In the modern, electronic world of constant connection, where’s the time for quiet, for reflection, for introspection, physical intimacy, and human companionship?

When I wrote my post I was thinking primarily of the business world but I failed to mention that. In the grander scheme of life Steve is absolutely correct. There are plenty of times when the last thing I want to do is be connected.

So to make it clear, in the business world being connected is a necessity. In life, being disconnected is generally just fine.

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