Finding my way through the many, ever-changing digital platforms can be a challenge for anyone, at any age. This is especially true for elders, especially this elder.
Just when I find doorway or a way around a suddenly appearing wall, there is the need for a code or undefined symbol to post a photo or link or broadcast.
What I want is a digital GPS. I key in my outcome and a site, press Start Guidance and young women tells me do this, not that, and then announces “Your destination is two key strokes away.” Start-Up and Information Manuals long ago disappeared. The younger one’s sense the correct code, the best platform for tonight’s game or tour.
For me, this is like having your thumb out on a 1950’s highway, looking for someone to stop, ask “Where you heading?” and then take your further down the road than you can take yourself. Thumb by thumb, by trucker or college kids kicking it to California, I will direct the festival, book club, or reviewer to my still emerging Home Page or Blog.
I missed the exploding and exciting digital burst by forty years. Over time, I have gained enough of the 1, 2, 3’s to hang onto the edges of the faster than me moving stream of images, sounds, and clicks. But, you know, a digital GPS would really help.