It’s the question of the 21st century: in a world increasingly interconnected online, are we losing touch with real meaning? Read texts between Romeo and Juliet and be the judge. Driving and texting isn’t the only form of miscommunication that leads to tragedy, obviously. YOLO, Juliet, YOLO.
I have resisted emoticons for years. I love words and have long felt that a smiley face, cheeky wink or mopey frown just doesn’t live up to the intricacies of human expression. Texting and email sacrifice subtlety for efficiency’s sake and in business – especially in a business where communication is key – that’s obviously important. For Shakespeare, I’m not so sure.
Using smiley faces and cutesy winks to communicate makes my skin crawl slightly, but that’s not to say I’m above it. Sometimes you just can’t say it was a f^%$ing joke, damn it. And I don’t mind it when other people use them, but it’s not for me.
Does it make me a hypocrite then that I emojis? I’ve resisted updating to iOS 6 because I can’t part with Google Maps, but I’m pretty jealous of all those new emojis that come with the new system. Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words… or something completely inexplicable. An emoji recipe?
Some of my favorites:
Bloody footprints or something less sinister?
Two, count ‘em, TWO kinds of dromedaries!
A beeper on your iPhone. Ironic!
I can’t wait until I need to make an Easter Island reference in a text.
Emojis? – wait! I mean
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