Tonight, I have dance class (at long last). But that is not exactly the point… merely a piece of the mix. I am on my way to dance class now, writing this, as I listen to the lady’s voice coming through the hidden speakers on the train, announcing clearly, “Please off your seat to those who may need it,” at which I inwardly chuckle/cringe each time.
Before I left home for class, however, I was baking cake cookies, while watching a film. The film was “Kate & Leopold”, and it was showing on a laptop near me at my convenience. It was well past time to leave, but the film was not quite finished. However, I had finally finished my cake cookies, and so had no real excuse to delay my departure – the film could pause and wait just as easily as it could continue playing… Perhaps even more easily, as it required no power source from my apartment to do that. Though, that is not the point here.
So, I paused the movie, once I saw that it had a good ten minutes remaining in it, and it therefore would not finish in the time it took me to go to the bathroom and put on my socks. Now, I know how the movie ends. That, too, is not the point. The point, my dear readers is this: I didn’t have to stop watching the film, despite my then immediate departure.
How crazy a world is this one in which we now live, where I don’t have to stop watching the film that is at home, when I leave my home?
I could have easily pulled up Netflix on my phone, just as easily as I checked the time when I was slumbering down the stairs outside – which was, indeed, how Inhad even had the idea – , and immediately resumed the film where I had paused it. Just by opening the website (or app if I’d bothered to download it), I could have simply clicked the play button and continued my film as I was heading to the train station.
It seems so simple and normal and standard, because people do this all the time. I see people watching TV shows and movies almost every time I am on the train. And yet, having experienced this particular situation tonight, I suddenly see how bizarre and futuristic a concept this is. A movie can travel with me in my pocket, even if ten seconds ago, it was on a huge TV screen or a computer or wherever. It’s like shapeshifting or magic, and we’re all carrying it around with us, as though it’s a cup of coffee or a slice of bread. Or an apple. Literally, I guess. (Though I’d definitely intended that one to be a reference to its connection with the magic of physics.)