I recently had a very odd conversation. I think it demonstrates some of the nuanced interplay between ideology and ethics.
The conversation began with some of the female AIA soccer coaches asking Thomas and Stephen Jackson why they did not own cellphones. The first responses were of a very simple and practical nature:
Stehpen: I've found that I don't need it. Why should I buy something that I don't need.
Thomas: Yeah, and why pay monthly when your usage will vary so much.
Jacqueline: Well, you can pay by the minute too...
Thomas: But what about those times when you need to use it alot at once. Then I'll be too cheap to keep people on the line.
Jacqueline: Hey, you're going to need a cellphone for the next few weeks though. That way you won't be so hard to reach.
Thomas: You know, when you're easy to reach, you are forced into social obligations so quickly.
The conversation subsequently got into the questions of social obligations: Does having a cellphone increase, or decrease the quality of your social life? Is the added social networking a blessing or a curse? After all, not having a cellphone makes it necessary for people wanting to contact you, to be far more intentional. The fact of social obligation is a tested one, as I have heard thoughtful people lament about their superficial contacts feeling hurt or neglected because of a missed text or call.
And in my mind, I pondered a few things:
In the past, I have always lived in a tension of introversion and extroversion. On all personality tests (take them or leave them, but they are helpful and comprehensive) I have scored 50/50 on introverted and extroverted tendencies. The tension persists, and it has perhaps even increased over time. What I'm trying to say is that I have long history living in it. I have always prized introspection and solitude. There have been times of my life where I had very few friends, and I lived a life of escapism and withdrawal. At times, I was very lonely, and at times I was more than pleased. During the higher points of my extroversion, I had roaring successes and many friends, and at other times I was bitterly disappointed with both the lack of response of "the crowds" and my conscience wisely admonishing my vanity.
I think it was and is best for me to live a midway between the two. Two sinful tendencies arise according to a false application of the spectrum: toward introversion, pride, melancholy, despair and judgment are commonplace. Toward extroversion, frivolity, intellectual and spiritual stifling, vanity, and unhealthful curiosities are the norm.
It is possible to achieve a balance without the means of a cellphone. I see that in myself, the will to obtain one excites the fleshly Richard who desires to be a busybody and a vain curious boy. I think to myself, "now I won't need to miss anything," and "now I'll be able to catch up with all those random people."
The truth is, missing things can be a good thing. And those random friendships will probably not be worth a whole lot more than a mediocre time at the pub. I submit that meaningful friendships maintained are done so not with overly frequent phone-calls, but through thoughts, spiritual communion, and meaningful and necessary updates.
Ultimately, it is a question of sufficiency. When I say no to facebook and cell phones, it certainly means that it will be quieter, and I will be more bored. It will mean that my curiosity will bug me persistently. But when I am given those three evenings a week where I am left to myself and God, something more noble and excellent happens. God must then become the one who quenches my loneliness. He must then be my sufficiency.
It is a practical way for me to pick up my cross and practice self-denial. I feel my flesh desire its vanities when boredom creeps up on me. Even though I hate it at first, the denials bear fruit. I am constructing myself more into who I want to be. And I hope it is who God wants me to be as well.
There are those of course that use cell phones well. I speak no condemnation for you. I only say that if I were to have a cellphone, my practice of allowing God to be my sufficiency would suffer grievously.
a) At this point I would like to add a few socio-economic reasons for why I have chosen not to have a cell phone. Though text-messaging is not entirely to blame for the degradation of language in our culture (there are many red-handed culprits), it does not encourage thoughtfulness and careful attention to the gift of language (btw, that’s the English Major in me speaking).
b) I don’t even know how much monthly plans cost, $40? $50? Blahg.
c) Did you know that the average teenage/young-adult cell phone user in May 2009 sent 2,272 texts per month on average? Musculoskeletal disorders abound in over-users, causing permanent thumb damage, and early onset arthritis. This statistic is frightening – how can people pay proper and respectful attention during face to face conversations? How can they do their homework well? And how can they pay proper attention to the inner life of the soul when they are merely waiting for their phone to vibrate.
I suppose, practicality and frugality offer some solid reservations for the non-cell phone user.
The dialogue of the evening's conversation turned into a discussion of community and its abilities to fulfil the needs of people. My conclusion was that community cannot be an end in itself. A community only matters insofar as it compels us toward God. Communities lack sufficiency unless they are directed upon the source of it. Therefore, what is more important: the impulse engagements of acquaintances and pals, or the object toward which their relationship to you should derive its purpose and use?
Here's a brief diagram of the conversation:
Thomas being hard to call
Cellphones
Social obligations
Distraction
Community or Creator as sufficiency
Loneliness and its cure
And all this from the question of why Thomas didn't have a cellphone. Clearly the roots ran deeper.
In retrospect Stephen's answer was unbelievably profound: "I've found that I don't need it. Why should I buy something that I don't need."
The reasons why I don't have one, are obviously further than the practical. They unsuspectingly ran to my very orientation toward God and man.