On my flight back to Richmond, I had a stopover at DFW, like any good American Airlines flight. It was crowded, so I plopped down to wait in the same row as a cute little family. As I snacked on my french fries, I soon discovered that they were cute, but a bit disturbing. The 5-year old son was watching Shrek on one of those personal DVD players, with headphones on, periodically singing along to “who let the dogs out?” That in itself was sorta sad (why couldn’t he walk around and see things in the airport?), but a little funny. Meanwhile, the mom listened to her sleek ipod bouncing away to what I imagine was the Dixie Chicks, who really knows? And dad, not to be left out, was playing with his toy – a digital SLR camera – taking 50 pictures of his cute little son watching TV.
The son would ask for the DVD to be restarted, yelling, b/c he had headphones on – and then Mom would realize he was talking to her, and yell back over her music… all while Dad kept taking pictures.
I’m no Luddite, but what’s going on here?