I don’t know about you, but I think Andy Capp herein provides conclusive evidence that technology is ruining modern love. Indeed how can you not hate your wife, if you can’t escape her for a few moments at the local pub?
To coin a rhetorical flourish to which I was first introduced at our old intellectual stomping grounds, since MY GIRLFRIEND and I both approach physiognomy through a Language and Literacy frame of reference, we spend most of our time thinking about the authenticity of technology-mediated languages and their potential contribution to developing literacy and L2 proficiency.
As a result, we pretty obsessively experiment with Facebook and texting as forms of flirtation and PDA. So far, these experiments have yielded a fairly significant amount of second-hand barf and neglect for basic responsibilities: in other words, quite an old-fashioned courtship that may not have been possible without written and multimedia supports. So, yes, I agree with you, Dave, and further feel the need to mention that David Brooks gets much more credit for being interesting than he merits.
I don’t think we can leave this issue there, however, and I would further like to use this occasion of my shamefaced and overdue return to the blog, to raise the question of Facebook PDA. I know you have an interesting theory on this somehow being — at least, in established couples — in inverse relationship to connubial bliss. But, more generally, when, if ever, is Facebook PDA acceptable? And what limits would you set on such a new practice? We need your advice on this, Dave.
NDLR: I have no idea what’s going on in this video, but, I frackin’ love this joint.