Okay, so soon no one will be able to
read the Constitution – or for that matter, sign their name – since cursive is
no longer being taught.
And I wonder if in a few years anyone
will be able to compose a simple paragraph without help, now with all those
bots eager to pitch in.
Maybe it doesn’t matter that the
ability to read a sewing pattern and create something to wear is dying.
Or that more and more people have
palace-like kitchens, all quartz and stainless steel, with counters long enough
to set up pins and bowl a frame on, and yet Door Dash is their basic source of
sustenance.
And to be fair, I have no idea how to
hitch up oxen to a yoke or churn butter.
But I can’t seem to shake the
realization that so many kids today can’t read a standard clock with a face and
hands.
Sitting cross-legged in yoga class,
exercising my neck joints, I thought, “In a few years, how would an instructor
describe the path for turning a head without using the phrase,
‘counter-clockwise’?”
Could this be a problem for square
dancers?
Will people be able to tell someone
which way to spin a screw? a jar lid? a wrench?
And imagine - when that generation finally ages, physicians in geriatrics
will have to come up with some other common thing for their patients to draw
other than a clock face.
