A
wiry mess
Mars
Phones. You have them, we have them, and so do a few million other
Sri Lankans. Mobiles, landlines, it doesn’t matter –
telecommunication is possibly one of the most widely used facets
of modern technology.
So, where am I going, you ask? Venus, naturally, and the way Venusians
abuse this power. Still have no idea what I’m talking about?
Try and hang around a Venusian for a day (if you can manage this
without experiencing severe mental trauma). She will spend at least
fifty percent of her day on, around or in the vicinity of a phone.
Now, why is this bad for her? Well, it’s not. It’s just
really bad for the person who pays her phone bill.
Venusians waste hours and hours on the phone. No, this isn’t
an urban legend or a tall story invented by us Martians. It’s
a well known and documented fact. Apart from pimples, what are teenage
Venusians most known for? Hanging on the phone. According to the
stereotype, what do housewives do when they’re bored? Reach
for the receiver. No, this is not me just talking here – it’s
pop culture. Books, movies, television – they all say the
same thing. Venusians abuse telephony.
Before criticising Venus any further, however, it’s important
that we look at the underlying problem. Although at first glance,
it may seem as though Venusians simply need the company of other
Venusians in order to survive, the crux of the matter runs much
deeper within the veins of every Venusian – the need to gossip.
Be
it in the bathroom, at a party, in the car, on the way to work,
or in this case, on the phone – all Venusians have an intrinsic
need to hear and spread slander. This is not something that can
be easily explained in the space of a column, and since previous
issues of M&V have already dealt thoroughly with this topic,
it will not be examined further at this point.
Now, let’s look at your average Martian. Has he got a mobile?
Probably. Does he spend half of his day on the phone? Unless he’s
a stock broker, probably not. Most Martians use their phones for
urgent (and short) telephone messages. Call the boss? Fine. Call
the significant other to check whether dinner is on? That’s
cool as well. Call a friend and spend three hours on the phone talking
about work, the current situation in the Middle East and the amount
of traffic on Havelock Road? Probably not.
And that, dear reader, is the difference between a Martian and a
Venusian. Whereas a Martian will use his phone when necessary, Venusians
will use precious phone time to ruminate on everything from the
new Martian at work to Katie Holmes’ latest manicure. Once
that piece of preliminary gossip is over, they will switch gears,
and begin slandering friends and enemies alike. At the end of a
few hours, one of the Venusians will have to be forcibly pried away
from the phone in order for the conversation to end.
Martian
fathers the world over have figured out various techniques to do
this. Some key phrases used by them include “grounding,”
“chores” and “no make-up.” Other paternal
figures end up confiscating the telephonic devices of Venusians,
who simply refuse to listen.
What happens then? With-drawal symptoms, of course. Venusians who
are kept away from telephones for long periods of time, often end
up irritable and grumpy. Prone to constant whimpering and sudden
fits of rage, these Venusians will often threaten to run away from
home. This condition, although quite similar, should not be confused
with PMS.
Ever seen a Venusian huddled nervously inside a phone booth? Yes,
you guessed right. Daddy took her phone away, and she broke her
piggy bank to get her daily fix of gossip. The only treatment for
an addict this far gone, is total isolation from telephones. Cut
the land line cables, burn her SIM card, and dump her phone unit
in the sea.
As said earlier, however, it’s not completely fair to heap
all the blame for this addiction on single Venusians. This is something
they must accept responsibility for, collectively. Therefore, all
Venusians should be held responsible for jamming phone lines and
blocking urgent (and important) calls. These people need professional
help, and currently there is no way they can get any.
Thus, this Martian calls for the establishment of Phonoholics Anonymous.
This support group would help struggling Venusians get over their
need for gossip, and thus telephones. If an extreme case is unable
to lay totally off gossip (like many Venusians these days), she
will be taught how to get her fix via other means. Of course, the
process will be a long and hard one, but breaking an intensive addiction
has never been easy. I can just picture it now...
“Hi, I’m a Venusian and I’m addicted to telephones.”
Venus
Ho… hum… you know if Martians had an equivalent of “that
time of month,” I’ve little doubt that most of my Martian
buddy’s columns are written during this time. What’s
more, I just love the way he contorts all facts and figures to his
advantage, with little or no thought for reality or the truth.
Let’s
go back in time a little. Say the late 1800s, shall we? Ah yes,
there once was a Martian by the name of Alexander Graham Bell, famous
for many inventions, one in particular… say it with me now…
the t-e-l-e-p-h-o-n-e! So, getting back to the subject, a Martian
invented the device, essentially for the use of Martians (as Venusians
weren’t afforded many privileges at the time). Yet, my Martian
friend has the gall to say that us Venusians misuse or overuse the
facility! Geez… talk about insolence!!!
Another
convenient oversight made by my Martian counterpart is that more
often than not, the person holding the receiver at the other end
is in fact a Martian. Strange how he seems to have failed to mention
that minute detail, huh? Not only are Martians most often at the
other side end of the line, but on many occasions they’re
often the ones initiating the call in the first place.
So,
how do you explain that Mars? Could it be that rare ‘ten second’
call to a current love/lust interest? Or maybe it was your daily
one minute check-in with your ‘better half.’ Or wait…
it could even qualify as one of your five minute calls to your best
mate, describing the ecstatic events of the previous night, where
you hit it off with the most popular girl in town! See, Mars, the
subject matter of the conversations are totally irrelevant, it’s
the time duration that matters… Please let’s make an
attempt to stay focused, shall we?
Fathers
paying bills??? Perleaze… What spoilt little brats does he
hang around with? If parents are imprudent enough to gift their
child (irrespective of sex) a phone, before he/she is able to pay
for their bills themselves, then, in a sense, they’re setting
themselves up for disaster. No kid can be blamed for that.
However,
on a more practical note, if we’re taking into consideration
Venusians who pay their own bills, then it’s completely their
own prerogative how much of time and money they’re willing
to spend on their phone, isn’t it?
As for the grossly exaggerated excerpt in the Martian column on
the supposed “withdrawal symptoms” Venusians go through
if required to stay away from the telephone for too long...
I
must say though that Mars does have quite a knack for creative writing,
and thus could have quite a profitable future as a fiction writer.
As for factual writing though, he may need to rethink his line of
pursuance. Getting back to the melodramatic description of Venusian
behaviour, sketched out by Mars, all I can say is that he seems
to be hanging out with some ultra strange people. Or could it be
possible that these so-called “symptoms,” are an adverse
reaction brought upon by this Martian’s very presence. It
does make sense after all, doesn’t it? Every time he’s
around Venusians, they tend to behave in a strange manner. “It’s
elementary my dear readers… simple elementary.”
As we’ve already dealt extensively with the issue of Martian
gossip, I’ll just move right along, as I feel I’ve made
my views quite substantially vocal in a previous column, quite unlike
my fellow Martian’s need to reiterate himself, due to a deep
sense of inadequacy brought on as a result of his rather inferior
rebuttal skills.
My
Martian friend also seems to overlook the countless ‘jobless’
Martians who spend hours on the phone, making prank calls to one
Venusian or another. Some Martians go to the extent of calling a
Venusian in quick succession, merely to breathe heavily into the
phone! Some sort of twisted pleasure derived, methinks! Regardless
of whether it’s a fulfilling of some sort of weird fantasy,
or a relatively harmless prank call, where a Martian proclaims his
undying love for the unsuspecting Venusian victim at the other end
(who in all probability he’s never even seen), it all boils
down to one thing; long periods of time spent on the phone!!!
So,
please Mars, next time you start pointing fingers and throwing “wild”
allegations at Venus, it might help to look inward first! |