I have never lived in a house with a television. I do not read newspapers. At most, I glance at the headlines on Yahoo or the International Herald Tribune.
People say, You are out of touch. Then they bury their heads in the newspapers as they ride the subway to read all about overgrown, overpaid, undereducated athletes far, far away, too busy to notice the people around them. People say, You are out of touch, as they put on their headphones to drown out the sounds of the world around them.
Hikers revel in paying top dollar for the most expensive (read: prestigious) hiking boots they can find. I still wear the footwear my parents gave me at birth. Any moment in the mountains, I can shut my eyes and describe in detail the texture, temperature, and feel of the ground I stand on.