Then, I thought of
how many times I have tried to open the office, the house, the post office box
by mashing my key with my thumb. Talk
about being programmed. My Honda key
unlocks my car, opens the trunk and blows the horn, so naturally I try my
others key the same.
There is something
else. Did you know that a cordless phone
will not change the channels on the television?
I know I have tried it several times.
I would point the antenna at the TV and push channel 4. Next, I would bump the phone to remind the
batteries to work. It is funny when you
realize just how dumb you are.
I know that you can
program the DVD player remote to change TV channels and you can program the TV
remote to change the DVD, but I do not think you can program the cordless phone
to control the DVD player or TV.
They say confession
is good for the soul. I confess. There are too many gadgets and too many
buttons to push. We live in a push
button world. What was life like before
push button gadgets?
Speaking of gadgets,
we were actually able to carry on intelligent and extended conversations, drive
at normal speeds on the highways, hear sermons, and attend meetings without
interruption before cell phones. Do you
remember dial telephones?
That brings me back
to people sticking in you mind. I
remember working with a guy named “Radiator”.
It was an odd name and Radiator was an odd kind of man. He wore coveralls and his hair was never
combed and looked as he had just gotten out of bed.
He did odd
things. Once hearing of a submerged
fishing boat, sunk by a floating log, he inquired of its location. A day or two later he had retrieved the
sixteen 16’ fiberglass runabout with a Mercury outboard. He patched the hull, reworked the outboard
and started fishing and skiing.
On another occasion
he had a Volkswagen bus that had a nut on the real axle that would not stay
tightened so he welded the nut to the hub and axle. He had a knack with gadgets. It was 1971.
The company where Radiator and I worked said employees were making too
many outside calls. Management placed a
lock in the first hole of the rotary dial of all the telephones in the
plant. Our foreman was bragging how
outside calls had ceased and people were working more. Radiator said he could make a call without
dialing. The foreman, who thought
Radiator a nut, argued that Radiator could not.
It was very interesting for an 18 year old boy to hear two grown men
arguing like grade school boys over a dare, but I listened.
Radiator asked the
foreman for his home phone number. The
foreman told him then Radiator proceeded to lift the receiver and with his
pointer finger push the buttons in the receiver cradle with a Morse code rhythm
of the numbers given by the foreman.
Radiator handed the phone to the foreman which heard ringing and then
his wife answer the phone. The know-it-all
foreman got a quick lesson from the gadget man on how the dial was a circuit
breaker that when dialed broke the circuits in a systematic rhythm determined
by the hole dialed.
Radiator was smarter
than he appeared. When I think of it,
John the Baptist, being a little odd, was wiser than he appeared. I guess with my gadget dilemmas, I am dumber
than I appear.
Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves: be ye
therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves (Matthew
Serpents know the
principles of survival and the softness of doves invites all to know them. In a push button world, God’s truth obligates
the disciple to send the message and the seeker to listen.
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