Surviving a socialistic technological conversation

This is one way how you have fun, right? Whoever can embarrass themselves the most enjoys the company of others? Well not exactly. For a 25-year-old male living in the heart of the world; New York City, I must say its quite challenging to stay on top of your news. With socialism at its peak, information is at ones fingertips. A recent night out at a place named Black bear in Hoboken surfaced my curiosity of how challenging it is to stay relevant. To my credit, my stories have kept me interesting, you know the he said she said, endless drunk nights at Atlantic City, One time at 4am, etc. However, with her cell phone in hand, with fingers sporadically typing away, the little voice within my conscience became speechless. Blowing me out of the spotlight, references and photographs were surfaced at her disposal. Men have a long history of telling personal stories and supplying smiles all around. What do we know on the crisis in Egypt and the Gaza strip? After all, it does seem interesting, if we just cared enough to know about it. To my expense, the conversations drastically switched from a humans well being to how the government should take action towards women’s rights. Why haven’t these conversations facade before? Personal technology has given the freedom of being able to talk about anything and everything. My interest grew heavier towards these topics. At one point during the course of the evening, I had a cell phone in one hand and a chicken wing in the other, my appetite became full of facts; Facts that with a little bit of searching, had a ring that captured each ear around me. We penetrated into full-fledged royal conversations. The night had come to a conclusion as my mind was stuffed with valid information. We are in a world where technology is alive. Search it, if one is in disbelief. The next time your out enjoying ones banters, take your cell phone out and search “pyramids”, and see how long the discussions last.