Well said. The most dangerous word in the English language is 'Convenience'.There is an inverse correlation of how easy it is to communicate, and the frequency of quality communication. Pre-internet when long distance calls were expensive, people wrote letters. Letter writing was taught in schools. People used to look forward to personal letters from friends and relatives showing up in the mailbox. I still have letters that my grandparents and mother wrote me.
Back when long distance was expensive (you used to subscribe to plans where Sprint or MCI or whoever would let you call domestic for 60 minutes for $10 a month (or was it 20$? and that was on top of land line service) and then it cost maybe $0.05 a minute thereafter, so long as you called after 7:00PM. As expensive as it could be back then, people used up their minutes. People used to have long conversations on the phone.
Email came along and people thought great, we can communicate better. Well, in the beginning people did write good emails, then they got shorter, started being sent to groups instead of individuals, and then they sort of died off, other than a few lines on a rare occasion. People still re-read letters that men who did not pass the eighth grade wrote during the Civil War--could you pay anyone enough to read what few personal emails go around in 2021? Now email is mainly junk mail, and hardly anyone sends letters, postcards, or cards through the postal service.
Long distance became basically free about when text messaging came around. So those long conversations that one paid for every month, basically went away. Instead we have vapid, usually pointless text messages of a few words or abbreviations. One wonders if people could accidentally text each other for a few days before figuring it out, because they are probably sending the very same texts as everyone else.
Used to when people wanted to learn about something they got a book. Now they click here and there on YouTube and some stuff is OK there, but not nearly the depth that a good book would have on the subject. I like watching videos by South Main Auto on car repair, and they are good, but it occurred to me I could learn more in the same hours if I just read a used auto mechanics textbook. If a person was interested in current events or the latest developments of something they would subscribe to a print journal. There is simply no comparison to click-baity news stories that were typed in ten minutes before publishing, to a 10 page article that was worked on for a month then screened through editors.
When we got social media, we stopped being social. Belonging to a bowling league, the PTA, the local historical society, a small group at church, etc.--that was normal, practically universal behavior. Everyone knew their neighbors, and likely spent time with them. But it was traded for being able to type "LOL" on Facebook posts and fume at the political rants of someone barely remembered from high school. Used to, that circle of people would support themselves, not by clicking on sappy emojis, but by actually showing up in person and doing something.
Kids, instead of spending hours a day on electric devices, used to do things like read, bike around, even do things like set up and play elaborate role playing games with friends.
People have mentioned iPods and such, and sure, I have an MP3 player myself. But if a person has never listened to entire albums they are missing out. Try listening to entire albums, there are gems on the B side and used to some albums were crafted so one song would lead to another. Strange as it sounds, I still had all the old cassette tapes I had in the 1990's, mostly never played after I went to CDs in the late 1990's. Bought a used tape player to hook up to the stereo, and it has been great fun listening to those old tapes. There is something wrong about only listening to the "best of" everything. More depth to entire albums end to end.
I could go on, but all this smart technology is a curse on the human race. Everything it is supposed to do, it only casts a shadow of what it is supposed to do, while it really charges headlong towards the opposite of what it promised.