All the Lonely People

I took my grandson to the barbershop today . Tonight is prom night so very special i must say. As I sat and looked around expressionless faces was all that could be found. All about gazing into their iPhones and androids it was engough to pop a hemorrhoid. O tempora o mores as Cicero would say is this what our world has become today. The ability to converse has become almost remedial. One day i fear our tongues will become vestigial.