Showing posts with label campfire discussions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label campfire discussions. Show all posts

11 June 2012

I Luvvvv U

Having watched That 70s Show on several occasions, I always kind of figured Ashton Kutcher was just like the dumb character he played. When I think ill of someone, I am almost always proved wrong - and in this instance, it wasn't just realizing I was wrong, but being knocked over by how incredibly judgmental I can be, and how gallant and eloquent Ashton Kutcher really is.
The first thing that surprised and impressed me about Ashton was his involvement in anti-trafficking.
The second is this long quote (I found it here via Modern Hepburn).

I was shooting a scene in my new film, No Strings Attached, in which I say to Natalie Portman,
“If you miss me. you can’t text, you can’t email, you can’t post it on my Facebook wall. If you really miss me, you come and see me.”
I began to think of all of the billions of intimate exchanges sent daily via fingers and screens, bouncing between satellites and servers. With all this texting, emailing, and social networking, I started wondering, are we all becoming so in touch with one another that we are in danger of losing touch?
It used to be that boy met girl and they exchanged phone numbers. Anticipation built. They imagined the entire relationship before a call ever happened. The phone rang. Hearts pounded. “Hello?” Followed by a conversation that lasted two hours but felt like two minutes and would be examined with friends for two weeks. If all went well, a date was arranged. That was then.
Now we exchange numbers but text instead of calling because it mitigates the risks of early failure and eliminates those deafening moments of silence. Now anticipation builds. Bdoop. “It was NICE meeting u” Both sides overanalyze every word. We talk to a friend, an impromptu Cyrano: “He wrote nice in all caps. What does that mean? What do I write back?” Then we write a response and delete it 10 times before sending a message that will appear 2 care, but not 2 much. If all goes well, a date will be arranged.
Whether you like it or not, the digital age has produced a new format for modern romance, and natural selection may be favoring the quick-thumbed quip peddler over the confident, ice-breaking alpha male. Or maybe we are hiding behind the cloak of digital text and spell-check to present superior versions of ourselves while using these less intimate forms of communication to accelerate the courting process. So what’s it really good for?
There is some argument about who actually invented text messaging, but I think it’s safe to say it was a man. Multiple studies have shown that the average man uses about half as many words per day as women, thus text messaging. It eliminates hellos and goodbyes and cuts right to the chase. Now, if that’s not male behavior, I don’t know what is. It’s also great for passing notes. there is something fun about sharing secrets with your date while in the company of others. think of texting as a modern whisper in your lover’s car.
Sending sweet nothings on Twitter or Facebook is also fun. in some ways, it’s no different than sending flowers to the office: You are declaring your love for everyone to see. Who doesn’t like to be publicly adored. Just remember that what you post is out there and there’s some stuff you can’t un-see. But the reality is that we communicate with every part of our being, and there are times when we must use it all. When someone needs us, he or she needs all of us. There’s no text that can replace a loving touch when someone we love is hurting.
We haven’t lost romance in the digital age, but we may be neglecting it. In doing so, antiquated art forms are taking on new importance. The power of a hand-written letter is greater than ever. It’s personal and deliberate means more than an email or text ever will. It has a unique scent. It requires deciphering. But, most important, it’s flawed There are errors in handwriting, punctuation, grammar, and spelling that show our vulnerability. And vulnerability is the essence of romance. It’s the art of being uncalculated, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say,
“This is me, and I’m interested in you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am but, more importantly, all that I am not.
- Ashton Kutcher 
Read the official article here.

I so wish more people thought this way. Things like this really make me want to get rid of my Facebook and get rid of...everything...and live a simpler life. There are two things that are stopping me, though. The first is, I'm not sure it's very practical to get rid of Facebook and whatever else, given the world we live in. While ignoring it could give me the potential for more fulfilling relationships and a more fulfilling life in general, I could be missing out on so much convenience that could make things more difficult in the long run (particularly if everyone else is still using these tools to their advantage and I'm trying to do things the "hard way").
The second is, I am an introvert and I currently live far away from most of my friends, and I would be scared that, if I didn't keep up with people via Facebook, emails, and texts, I would never hear from anyone. On the other side, though, there's a certain impersonal-ness to conversing mainly through Facebook, instnat messaging, emails, and texts - you can "know" everything about a person without knowing them at all.

What do y'all think?

Love,
Scout

15 April 2011

Campfire Discussions: The Most Important Thing (Maybe)

I love little things. A smile. A friendly conversation in the grocery store. Someone picking a flower and giving it to me. A compliment. When someone remembers to ask about something (like mentioning something in a previous conversation and they check up on you). Lovely weather. Finding something you love at a yard sale. Small moments with friends. Good food or coffee.
I love little things.
It is one of my goals (that I'm not very good at) to find the good in every situation - to always be thankful because there are always little blessings around you, even when everything seems to suck. And, later, when I'm looking back on my life, which will mean more to me? Spending hours studying and making good grades, or enjoying a good book (recently Bambi)? Little things may be little, but they add up. I firmly believe that they are the most important things in life. They can drive you crazy, they can build your character, they can teach you how to live life to the fullest. They can make your life amazing.
It seems to me that the little things always have the biggest impact.

Found here via here.

Love,
Scout

27 January 2011

Campfire Discussions: It's Real Love

I'm not usually one to watch American Idol. However, I did watch this clip that a friend posted on Facebook:


"I was about to make vows just two months from the accident. Through thick and thin, till death do us part, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse. What kind of guy would I be if I walked out when she needed me the most?"

My first thought after watching this was, holy crap, I want someone to care for me like that. I can hardly imagine seeing that kind of love. Then I thought, could I care for someone that way? If I were engaged and something tragic happened to my fiance, would I stick with him? Am I even there for my friends when they need me?

It's so simple to be selfish. It's so easy to be grumpy over little things and forget that other people have problems, too. I know because I struggle with this a lot. I want so badly to be there for my friends, but I also really want to serve myself. I want to help people, but I also want to get my own way - even in silly little things, like not wanting to listen to someone because my favorite song is on the radio.

So I guess my thought for today is, am I there for people because I love them, or am trying to be Christ-like, or because of what I get out of it?

Link here

- Scout