Text Addiction

2 Jun

“Why is it drug addicts and computer aficionados are both called users?”  ~Clifford Stoll

Text Addiction

The theatre lights start to dim
The usher goes out on a limb
And says out loud “Please, cell phones off”
You hear a couple people scoff

The warning screen comes up and reads
“Please, cell phones off” and film proceeds
The lights go out except for screens
Still lit up from a couple teens

And twenty-something people plus
Some older who still do discuss
With friends not there through both their thumbs
Eventually a comment comes

“Will you please stop that?” someone calls
The texter covers phone and stalls
But after a few minutes, they
Continue to then text away

Let me delve into their mind
Expose the person who is blind
To many people who surround
These texting people do astound

They do not seem to realize
How their lit screens distract the eyes
The theatre screen should be the
Only lit picture that we see

But when you leave your cell phone on
Our eyes wander and are then drawn
To their selfish little text chatter
That to all others does not matter

It can wait two hours ‘till
The movie’s runtime does fulfill
If someone is unable to
Go without texting for a few

Hours, they really should admit
How they’re unable to commit
That they do lack all self-control
And depend on cell to console

When asking these folks to please cease
I do not bark, but say with peace
“It’s shameful how undisciplined
You are” which makes them quite chagrinned

Because they’ve heard the usher say
And saw the message on display
And while a hundred other men
And women shut off with “amen”

These few users could not let go
Turn cell phone off, enjoy the show
They are elsewhere while hitting keys
And all they create is unease

It’s selfishness I don’t abide
So my true feelings I don’t hide
So many paid their hard earned cash
To watch the film, not cell screen’s flash

So if my first warning’s unheard
The Warrior in me is stirred
I will get up and ask them to
Give me the cell or say adeui

‘Cause everyone else just complains
Everyone in seat remains
But one in every hundred stands
Sticks out their hand and then commands

That their selfishness stops right now
No more of it will we allow
Go outside if you want to text
Or usher’s powers will be flexed

Half the time the texters stop
They turn it off and let it drop
The other half, the texter can’t
Break their addiction so they rant

They’ll call you names and be offended
That on them you have descended
Completely blind to why you spoke
They’ll tell you how you’re a big joke

But guess what? Now they’re feeling frazzled
And movie won’t leave them dazzled
The other half will stand and leave
So either way, you do achieve

Exactly what you set out to
A text addiction broken through
So when you see those screens still lit
Don’t grumble quietly and sit

Stand up, walk over, get in faces
Close enough to see their braces
Jar them out of that machine
‘Cause they are lost within that screen

Oblivious to world around
The paying patrons who surround
So be one of the few who go
The extra mile to let them know

What they are doing is quite weak
Their lack of self-control critique
Regardless of what they say back
They know the discipline they lack



7 Responses to “Text Addiction”

  1. Bonnie June 2, 2012 at 12:13 pm #

    How ironic that I read this from you today – we were in the theater yesterday afternoon and had to endure this same thing. It was actually the most annoying bunch in the theater we’d ever encountered, and certain people were getting up and coming back every ten minutes or so. Not a good feeling when you’re paying ten bucks a pop to see a new flick. Your poem is it’s usual best, love it!

    • Miro June 3, 2012 at 5:28 pm #

      Seems like there’s always one in every theatre. 🙂 Thanks Bonnie, glad you enjoyed it.
      Peace & grace,

  2. granbee June 4, 2012 at 6:44 pm #

    There is a young lady in our church who actually stood with her head down, texting on her phone, while her parents attempted to introduce her to the visiting minister! I am very grateful for your warrioring against inapproprite texting in this post, Miro! Thank you!

  3. Nandini June 8, 2012 at 4:18 am #

    Great poem, Miro, as always. 🙂

  4. dontchawannadream June 12, 2012 at 4:38 pm #

    Great poem, Miro.
    I don’t understand why people text in the theater.
    It’s a waste of time and money (Here in France movie tickets are pretty expensive (€10!)).

    • Miro June 12, 2012 at 11:01 pm #

      Thanks Cha. Wow, that’s expensive! You’d think it would be cheaper with so many other fun things to do in France. 🙂

  5. Sue Dreamwalker June 16, 2012 at 8:02 am #

    I so agree, everyone has head bent these days texting away.. I watched a young Mum the other day pushing a pushchair while toddler walked on their own on a pavement near a main busy road.. texting away…. Grrrrrr my heart leapt in my chest at a split second and all her life could change for ever…
    I was driving in my car as I past her… Where on earth has SENSE gone..

    Lucky I went to the Cinema in the week and all were well behaved… Mind you . It was the afternoon and full of my age group! 😉

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