The Economy of Words

Last week I listened to an interview with Isabel Allende. Last year my book club read Violeta. I liked it so much I read The House of Spirits, her first novel. I’ve slowly been making my way through Paula, one of her more well-known novels chronicling the death of her daughter. The topic is heavy and sometimes the writing is dense, making it tough to read quickly.

In the interview, I was surprised to hear about Allende’s long relationship writing letters with her mother over decades. By her estimate, she thinks the collection of their letters is around 24,000! In my younger years, before texts, messaging apps, emails, and video calling, I used to write letters to people. I also used to prepare packages to send to loved ones whom I didn’t see often.

According to Allende, letter writing is a lost art. What struck me most listening to her talk about letters is how often we write quick, short messages, even though technology affords us the ease of writing as much as we want. Instead, we prefer to dash off a hurried note, full of slang, abbreviations, and emoji to convey our thoughts. Some people only write “k” now instead of “okay” or “ok.” I think two letters is already pretty short, but yet it gets reduced further.

I use a special app that monitors certain aspects of my writing. It’s similar to a grammar or spelling check, but instead focuses on things like inclusive writing, passive voice, sentence length, and starting words. One of the flags is for paragraphs longer than 150 words! For some authors, that’s only part of a sentence. I’ve noticed in older books that sometimes one paragraph lasts longer than one page, routinely. What would those authors think of the 150 word restriction on a paragraph?

It’s curious to think about why we use less words, shorter sentences, and reduced paragraphs when it’s so easy and inexpensive to write as much as we want. Before my time, sending telegrams used to cost a lot of money and take time to prepare. It made sense to have a short, abbreviated message. Now, we don’t have those excuses, and yet, we still reverted to minimal words. I suppose it’s because now we receive so many messages from so many places we’re trying to reduce the load where we can.

Ordering Old-School Style

During a weekly orchestra rehearsal, I observed one musician ordering seeds when she wasn’t playing. I watched in fascination as she placed a paper catalog on her stand along with a paper ordering form! I’m so accustomed to ordering everything online and from the tiny confines of my smartphone screen. I forgot we used to fill out paper forms manually and place the orders through snail mail.

While counting rests in the pieces, I kept glancing over to chart the progress, line after line filled out in handwriting. In some ways, paper is still a great way to place orders. It allows the customer flexibility to review products, then seamlessly enter the product number on the form. Although the digital version also creates an easy experience, the customer bounces between the catalog and shopping cart.

When I shop online, it’s irritating that some screens change to the cart with every item added. This requires me to hit the back button or select the continue shopping option. I’m constantly toggling between the catalog and my order, rather than viewing both side by side. Of course some of this is due to limited screen space on a phone. Though admittedly, the big perk of online ordering is the ability to track purchases. This is tricky to do once a paper form is mailed.

I left rehearsal that night trying to remember how I figured out things before internet and smartphones. For example, while listening to the radio, the program mentioned tickets were going on sale for a famous artist. In today’s world, I would use my phone to search for the artist, check dates, and buy tickets instantly. But before internet, I think I relied on hearing things advertised, from friends, and by reading local publications. And how did I buy the tickets? I think I used to go to designated ticketing booths with restricted hours to purchase the tickets in person, probably with cash.

I’ve always been a fan of old-school bulletin boards. I enjoy being able to see a whole bunch of things advertised in one place. I still find myself stopping to review bulletin board content. Now I can combine this with the magic of my smartphone to look up more details by scanning a QR code! It’s like having the best of both worlds available.

Hearing Impressions

This past weekend I went to get a new pair of musician’s ear plugs. My current pair is over 15 years old. They’re looking kind of cruddy, definitely not like something I would want to put in my ears. For context, musicians ear plugs are a custom fit, containing a decibel-reducing filter. The difference between musician ear plugs, and the drug store kind, is that the former allows me to retain the full range of sounds with a reduced volume. Drug store ear plugs muffle out the high register sounds.

After my new modern experience getting orthotics, I was excited to see how the ear plug experience might differ. When I got my first pair in 2008, I distinctly recall the unpleasant experience of having some kind of goo squirted in my ear to make the impression of my ear canal. I had a feeling, I might need to go through something similar.

The appointment included a free hearing test. To begin, the audiologist turned a monitor towards me. Then she showed me my ear drums. I had never seen them before. It was amazing! After the physical inspection, she checked the flexibility of my ear drums. While watching the monitor, she put some kind of instrument in my ear to measure. It was neat watching the test happen in real time.

Next I sat in a sound-proofed room with some kind of plug in each ear. In my hand I held a button to press every time I heard a pitch. Immediately following the exam, I got to see the results the charted on the same monitor. Each ear had its own color so I could see the comparison. Fortunately, everything is still normal, no hearing loss yet, though one ear was starting to dip down a little in the normal range.

Then… came the goo in my ears. The modernizing only went so far. This part was very similar to my first experience, except for one big difference. This time the audiologist presented me with many different styles for the ear plugs. There were three different silicone textures with lots of color options. I selected two colors for a swirled style.

Next time, I’m hoping they can use a tiny camera to image my ear canal for the mold instead of using the goo. Even so, it still ended up being a fun appointment.

Paris Style

A year ago my favorite aunt passed away. Though in her 80’s, the event happened suddenly. She’s been on my mind a lot lately. Oddly, I have almost no photos of her or digital traces you might expect in today’s social media heavy world. Our relationship existed almost exclusively in analog. Perhaps that’s part of what made it so special and memorable for me. Neither of us knew the other’s birthday, though we each had a vague idea of the month. We emailed occasionally, but usually if we spoke it was on the phone or in person. Since our digital history is low, I cherish my memories of our fun adventures and the valuable life lessons I learned from her.

For a brief period of time, taking and printing digital photos was my aunt’s hobby. I probably have the most pictures from that time period. However, she mostly took pictures of me. Even after she died, I could only find a nice printed photo of us from 2002. She and my uncle were living in southwestern France for a few months on a work trip. I went to visit them for a couple of weeks.

From this trip to France, we created one of our longest traditions, one that still makes me chuckle. I had recently spent a semester abroad in Paris. While preparing for her trip, I explained to my aunt that the French greet each other with kisses. Learning this custom had been tricky for me. Every region kisses a different number of times, but I never knew what that number was. I also never seemed to lean my head in the right direction when receiving kisses creating a lot of awkward moments.

Based on my experiences, she decided to practice. We settled on 4 kisses, the maximum, and declared it “quatre, à la parisienne” (roughly translated to “four kisses, paris style). After a few rounds, always quick with the witty replies, she exclaimed, “I’m going to get whiplash every time I greet someone!”

I saw her for the last time in late 2023. We hadn’t seen each other in over 4 years and she had some signs of dementia. But when we saw each other a reflex kicked in. We did our elaborate kissing greeting, quatre à la parisienne, as though no time had passed.

Baked In Intelligence By Design

In my profession, we’re always striving to “bake in” requirements by design. There are many great reasons for this. Most people hate talking about governance and requirements, especially if it impacts how they work. Also, there’s a lot to know and remember! It’s easier for everyone if systems automatically include requirements and standards. Then nobody has to think about it.

One example of this is protecting personally identifiable information (PII). Systems can automatically encrypt or anonymize anything identified as PII by design if an employee tries to send it. This could include names, phone numbers, ID numbers, etc. Then it can’t be mistakenly, or maliciously, shared with people who shouldn’t have access. The solution already includes the requirement to protect and handle sensitive, personal information properly. By incorporating the requirement into the design, the information is safeguarded. This also prevents an employee from making a mistake. Nobody has to think about it.

However, I have mixed feelings about this when it comes to AI, the applications I use, and new technology. I’m overdue for a new laptop. My current one doesn’t even have enough memory to upgrade for almost 2 years. It’s just a matter of time before something breaks in a bad way. I also can’t increase the memory on my particular model because of the design. (Talk about building in customer retention by design!). While reviewing new Apple devices, I felt a little turned off by the “Apple Intelligence” included by default.

First of all, I have no idea what this is, what it’s capable of doing, or if it will be helpful to me. I don’t like the idea of “intelligence” baked into my new computer by design without the option to refuse it. Now of course it could end up being a helpful, useful feature. Though I generally prefer to understand more about how these things work before blindly accepting them.

Now, I find this “intelligence” appearing more often in things I use everyday. For example, every time I search on Google, AI generates the first result. It’s tempting to use, but part of me doesn’t trust it. Most of the time I end up ignoring this and searching for the answer in another source. I do find some uses of “intelligence” helpful, but I prefer to have a choice rather than accepting it by design.

Longing for an Old Connection

In recent months I’ve been seriously considering a landline. I thought I would never miss those old, clunky rotary dial phones. Although lately they’ve come back on my radar. Here are some of the reasons why my thinking changed.

First of all, rotary dial phones don’t need to be charged. If the electricity goes out, the landline can still work. Secondly, the rotary phone doesn’t move. It’s always in the same location. This is convenient if something happens and I need to have a phone right away. Maybe some people always keep their smartphone close to them, but I find at home I’m often leaving it in one room or the other. Then I’m scrambling to find it when I have to do something. A lot of women’s clothes don’t have pockets, so this is another reason I sometimes don’t carry my phone around at home.

A landline is ideal for out-of-town visitors who may not have the capability to dial out. This way, nobody has to worry about roaming charges or awkward cell connections. The landline is local and available for anybody to use. This is especially important if there is an emergency. Emergencies are a prime motivation behind a landline. It’s one number to reach the household. And the landline is fairly reliable, easy to use, and doesn’t require a plug or batteries.

I guess this is what sometimes happens with new things that become extreme, or take on a life of their own. As people have become more self-absorbed and myopic with their personal smart phones, some of us start to have a longing for a more communal experience. Sure, this also comes with a lot of challenges. The rotary phone, for example, needed to be shared with several people. There was little expectation for privacy. Everybody knew who was calling for whom. If there was more than one phone in the house, somebody, such as a sibling, could pick up the other receiver and secretly listen in.

Even more annoyingly, you had to go to the phone! You couldn’t carry it around with you and talk anywhere and everywhere. Rotary phones kept you tethered to the base. Cordless phones were better, but often had a limited range. Mobile phones allow you to be reached everywhere, but maybe sometimes it’s best to connect through a central spot.