Day 108 – Earnestly
I was watching a film today that was set, and filmed in the 50’s and it struck me how differently the people communicated back then. The film, The Importance of Being Earnest’, based on the play by Oscar Wilde, satires Victorian manners and customs but you’d have to think what would Oscar Wilde write if he were alive today about the current social manners, or even where they are headed in the future.
Not that I am too critical, I facebook, blogg and twitter as much as the next person, actually probably more! However, outside of how we actually communicate, the language we use, the quantity and quality and the things we communicate about have also changed in their own different ways. Have we become more lacking in sophistication or are we still caught in an attempt to shake off the formal shackles of the past? (Interesting lacking in sophistication means the same thing as vulgar according to the apple dictionary!) And when we reach a point where we feel those shackles are finally cast off where will our communication then be headed?
Twitter has certainly been a new revelation in online communication, and with it sites like Digg and StumbleUpon and facilities like RSS feeds, but for those who have managed to avoid the internet explosion, or those that purposely avoid it, where and how has communication changed for them? Will (perceived) advances in communication always be linked with technology or do the differences in how we think determine how we impart our thoughts to those around us? Lastly are there any schools of thought emerging today that have the potential to change our communications, online or otherwise? I’m thinking probably not, but who knows what the future holds!
Quotes from the movie:
[on hearing that Jack’s wastrel brother died suddenly]
Miss Prism: What a lesson for him. I trust he will profit by it.
Lady Bracknell: To lose one parent, Mr. Worthing, may be regarded as a misfortune. To lose both looks like carelessness.
Algy: Bunbury? He was quite *exploded*.
Lady Bracknell: Exploded?
Algy: [pretending sadness] Mm.
Lady Bracknell: Was he the victim of some revolutionary outrage? I was not aware that Mr. Bunbury was interested in social legislation.
Algy: My dear Aunt Augusta, I mean he was *found out*. The doctors found out that Bunbury could not live – that is what I mean – so Bunbury died.
Lady Bracknell: He seems to have had great confidence in the opinion of his physicians
Lady Bracknell: I have always been of the opinion that a man who desires to get married should know either everything or nothing. Which do you know?
Jack: I know nothing, Lady Bracknell.
Lady Bracknell: I am pleased to hear it. I do not approve of anything that tampers with natural ignorance. Ignorance is like a very delicate exotic fruit. Touch it and the bloom is gone. The whole theory of modern education is radically unsound. Fortunately, in England at any rate, education produces no effect whatsoever. If it did, it would prove a serious danger to the upper classes, and probably lead to acts of violence in Grosvenor’s Square.
Gwedolen: Pray don’t talk to me about the weather, Mr. Worthing. Whenever people talk to me about the weather, I always feel quite certain that they mean something else. And that makes me so nervous.
Lady Bracknell: Indeed, no woman should ever be quite accurate about her age. It looks so calculating.