Will the Dying Art return…

While many swear this lack of art is making society better, one can argue that having better social systems is making people better, not the loss of social grace. And thanks to the constant media, we’re seeing what the loss of social grace is really doing. The road rage, the verbal flame wars, the bullying, the self-gratification at the expense of all life forms… the list goes on and on.

There are certain arts that once lost, is lost for good. Today, people say making a pyramid is cost prohibitive. Yet, economies with far lesser capital managed the engineering feat. (not to gloss over the millions of sacrificed lives to get it done). But the art of building a pyramid is lost to mankind for good. No one knows how to make them exactly the way they were done in the past, let alone get our machines to recreate that labor.

In the modern era, a government official lamented that the art of making top quality steel might be lost if too much cheap steel takes over the market and displaces these high paid experts. Once that skill is lost, it may not resurface again.

Can the same be said for flirting? Dressing nice? Being sophisticated? Who knows. While taste, dress wear, styles, and manners have constantly evolved over time, this may be the first time where the masses have rebelled against the more sophisticated manners of living.

Could there come a day when companies will give up on teaching employees the value of dressing with pride for your work? Will the pajama look finally take over and become the norm? Maybe one day, those science fiction amorphous silver jumpsuits will be the way we look everywhere we go. No more identity and uniqueness. No more fashion. No more subtle expressions of interest. Just a line of code sent via bluetooth from one brain to the next to transact a human interaction.

If it ever goes that far, will there even be a need for human bodies in the shaping of communication? No more need for body language? If so, then, will the very definition of humanity be wiped away in an archived file somewhere and the newer specie will have to emerge instead?

While that may be progress to most… for those of us who straddle the divide between the digital and analogue age… the picture is getting grainy and bleak. We recall the days when a lady could dangle her shoe and you knew immediately by that dangle exactly what your chances was of getting a date. Today, no one knows that art at all… they have an app for that.

To those who are straddlers of both eras… it’s a bit sad to see things change so fast that we’re now becoming ancient dinosaurs waiting to be laid to rest. It is us who lament the change. It is us who wonder about finding friends and relationships of like minded folks. As they’re ever less and less of us about.

The coming kids will never know what they’re missing until much later in life when they realized they’ve not yet been assimilated into machines and their interactions with those who are machines is far less rewarding than their interactions with humans.

Those who have made the leap to machines will find a brand new way of interacting that’s filled with limitless possibilities. They will have their utopia. Their grand design. Their amazing reach of possibilities. They will build the new world and new options in ever changing operating systems.

They will not be weighed down by the trivialities of learning what denier of nylon goes with what type of dress… or worrying about what type of trouser socks match the length of the tail of their tuxedo. They will not have to waste processing cycles on figuring out if the shade of their eyes is delicately enhanced by the color of their tie, blouse, jacket, blazer, or nail polish. No, they will be free to contemplate the bigger more pressing existentialist questions… which program must they use to create their ideal digital mate to play with.

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