Broom-shaped pleasure

Tralala, Tralala, Tralala,
Tralala, Tralala, Tralala, 
Tralala, Tralala, Tralala,
Tralala, Tralala, Tralala,

In your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure,
Deep greedy and Googling every corner.....

I was working my morning away, writing a story which would put my name on a website for the nth tine when the piece went online. And that's when those lyrics, accompanied with heavy bass notes, hit me on the head. I couldn't decipher the words at first, but I did know how enamored by the song I was, and of the fact that the song was not going to leave my head any time soon. It wasn't much before I realized myself walking towards the source of the music, a fellow playing the track on a Gibson speaker. 

I: "What soundtrack is that?"
The chap playing the song: Shazam it..... Just kidding... It's Fritzpleasure by Alt-J. But seriously, Shazam it. 
I: Yeah, sure.... look who's super busy.(Of course I didn't say that.) 

The mini-conversation got me thinking. Just imagine. Some unimaginably driven nerd, petrified, and more importantly, absolutely incapable of making any sort of serious social interaction, might be typing away an incomprehensible code for a software that would be the next Facebook. It will put humanity on the cusp of a communication revolution(once again), make our present means of interacting absolutely redundant, things that should be neatly packed and thrown away as relics of the Stone Age. Say, this creation is out and available, which means we can enjoy connectivity like never before. That means we can be even better at being slouchy couch rats. If earlier we could go online and buy stuff, this new mode of transacting information can teleport stuff straight from the mall to your home in 3 seconds. Pizza delivery will be free if it doesn't reach you before you can say "Pizza". Blimey, the world would be so awesome! 
Meanwhile the amount of human interaction is going to reduce to the size of a peanut. We barely know our neighbours as it is. We rarely ask for directions anymore(and if you were a guy like I am, you never asked for directions in your life.... *wink*) because there's google maps. 
You'd much rather look up on Zomato for a new South East Asian restaurant than call up a friend. Which is a bit strange, because who eats South East Asian food anyway? Eat some spicy chicken tikka for goodness sake!
Case in point, you don't go about asking someone who's playing a song you like, because NOW, you can bloody well SHAZAM it! The word Shazam itself sound like "Hulk Smash!!". But actually, here's what Shazam means : used to introduce an extraordinary deed, story, or transformation.

Needless to say that the word would usually be followed by an exclamation mark, 

Something like this...

It's almost like we aren't up to the task of interacting with another for some reason. And so, we figure out means to circumvent mano-a-mano mode of communicating. Even better, we let someone else come up with better alternatives to talking. Mind you, that's just a flap of the butterfly's wings. Just zoom out a little... maybe a little more. You'd realize that as part of the storm that was whipped up, you are being watched, and everything you see, and are fed, is tailored to make you think in the way you think. You're reduced to an obedient consumer, a puppy in the hands of an evil, unknown, faceless task master, who knows that now.... you want more! More!! MORE!!!!
Or I may be delusional, high on acid, pot or what! Also, I think I should stop cribbing about some nut who was too busy to tell me the name of the song he was listening to. Brilliant song though.