This is a disturbing phenomenon: Untold numbers of Americans bumbling and mumbling about the hallways of American barely attentive and apparently talking to one another, with only an electronic paper clip on one ear to suggest they're actually on a phone call.
If they are. Really, how do we know. You could slap a bluetooth onto your average schizophrenic, clear out the asylums and who would know.
I'm getting tired of turning around to answer because someone's talking to me, and they're actually talking to their broker about a leveraged buyout. If Sir Edmund Hillary (rest his soul) had conquered Everest these days, he'd probably have done it while gabbing online about the 20-pack wool sock deal he just scored at Costoco.
Inevitably, you get a "how dare you listen" look when you turn. Honey, I didn't want to know about your yeast infection, don't stare at me because you made me listen.
We've all chuckled at TV from the Mideast where there's always a crowd yelling "lalalololalolalalololalala." A videotape from the average Pentacostal church tongues session would be just as silly to anyone who isn't in the spirit.
Imagine, though, how the world laughs when it sees video of Christmas shopping in America and see hundreds of people with blue glowing ears babbling away to anyone but each other?
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