{"id":4009,"date":"2007-08-04T23:51:28","date_gmt":"2007-08-05T03:51:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/?p=4009"},"modified":"2007-08-04T23:52:30","modified_gmt":"2007-08-05T03:52:30","slug":"unlettered","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/2007\/08\/unlettered\/","title":{"rendered":"Unlettered"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Our correspondences show us where our intimacies lie,&#8221; writes Terry Tempest Williams.  <!--more-->&#8220;There is something very sensual about a letter.  The physical contact of pen to paper, the time set aside to focus thoughts, the folding of the paper into the envelope, licking it closed, addressing it, a chosen stamp, and then the release of the letter to the mailbox &#8212; all are acts of tenderness.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And it doesn&#8217;t stop there.  Our correspondences have wings &#8212; paper birds that fly from my house to yours &#8212; flocks of ideas crisscrossing the country.  Once opened, a connection is made.  We are not alone in the world.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>**<\/p>\n<p>I write blog posts now, and compose e-mails on my laptop.  I can hardly remember the last letter I mailed.  I do still receive letters often, but they are soulless things, offering me 5.9% interest.  Pre-approved.  <\/p>\n<p>Williams wrote her words in 1991, a millennium past.  What would she think of the changes wrought by the information superhighway?  Would she appreciate the strange new phsyicality of writing e-mail, the soft touch of springy keys under one&#8217;s fingertips?  Or would she mourn the lost folding and licking and releasing?  Would she celebrate the new conversations so readily available online?  Or would she note with a shudder the ease of forming facile and artificial online friendships, devoid of real depth or connection?<\/p>\n<p>Williams ultimately celebrates not letters themselves, but the potential for human connection that letters foster and nourish.  How much of that connection remains, in today&#8217;s unlettered generation?  <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Our correspondences show us where our intimacies lie,&#8221; writes Terry Tempest Williams.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4009","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-corn"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4009","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4009"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4009\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4009"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4009"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/timesandseasons.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4009"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}