Daily Mail’s Sandra Parsons lays into ‘stunted’ Peaches Geldof
MORE on how Peaches Geldof’s pram hit a loose paving slab that caused her baby to tumble – an event recorded by a paparazzo who had the quick wits to sell it to the Daily Mail. The Mail’s Sandra Parsons sees a column:
…when I saw those heart-stopping photos of Peaches Geldof’s baby toppling over in his buggy (right), I certainly didn’t condemn her for being a bad mother.
…what really disturbs me is that, despite her obvious concern for the baby, it didn’t occur to her to drop her phone.
Not condemning. Just disturbed.
This one small incident in a London street illustrates what’s become a global phenomenon: an addiction to new technology that’s so overwhelming it trumps all other needs — including a mother’s visceral instinct to save her child.
No, that corrosive technology is not a website, like, says the Daily Mail online, which will buy paparazzi photos of a woman who might need help and spin a story around it. It’s something else:
At 23, Peaches is a product of our digitally obsessed age.
A product. A thing.
“…she often posts photographs of her young son on social networking sites.”
As opposed to posing in society magazines.
“That in itself is worrying.”
Good job that Parsons will not condemn disturbing and worrying Peaches…
The neuroscientist Professor Susan Greenfield has been warning for years that excessive use of computers is infantilising young people’s brains. She fears a generation used to finding information in two seconds on Google — rather than having to gather it from books — will grow up with no sense of narrative or consequence, with stunted imaginations and an inability to grasp anything abstract.
That’s you that is, Peaches Geldof. Stunted. Disabled.
Peaches is a “frightening consequence” of our time.
Sure enough, it wasn’t long before Peaches had shared her pram mishap via Twitter — neatly omitting any mention that she’d been distracted by talking on the phone throughout.
Nor did she mention the photographer. The Mail article on Peaches twitter picture failed to mention it, too.
Of course, it’s natural to want to talk to someone when you’re upset. But up until only a year or two ago, we confided to friends and family, privately, rather than broadcasting our sorrows and fears to all and sundry on the worldwide web.
For privacy of life, see Mail columnists passim.
Even if we do, by some miracle, manage to reply to every email, message and text, we’re kidding ourselves if we think we’ve achieved something worthwhile. Because what we haven’t had time to do is think. And a society that doesn’t think becomes, by definition, thoughtless — a colder, harder, less compassionate world.
Peaches is thoughtless, colder and harder, what with her being a product of this age.
Sandra Parsons has your best interests in mind, Peaches. She is not here to condemn your life, just write about it…