There is much talk these days of little interest for older adults by new technologies, these things seem to teenagers, or 2.0 people born in the era of Michael Jakson, Britney Spears, Shakira, Christina Aguilera, Beyonce, Lady Gaga or Justin Bieber.

At all times, since the invention of the phonograph, the telephone, through film, television, radio, satellite broadcasts, and more recently the Internet and mobile devices converted into real communication ports, there have been people who have been behind , which has been resistant to change, new ways of addressing the communication, because sometimes the change is regarded with fear, uncertainty and one that will be far from the regulars of our comfort zone.

It is a safety issue, to feel comfortable with what we know and excited at what we promised changes but we do not know if you end up ruining our bit of comfort.

In short, the habit of new technologies is inversely proportional to age, to older less love for technology.

My grandmother is the exception.

A Sunday family visit, “I confess that occur frequently found her at home, sitting at a laptop, chatting with a virtual friend of French Polynesia, open all the windows of social networks, a latest generation iPod connected to the ears and a newly bought Ipad promising start using to grab the pass.

- Hello grandson – he said. You hear that enough already just a few months since the departure of Bill Gates as president of Microsoft, that Steve Jobs will take over the market?

“It was predictably concluded.

“It was predictable,” I repeated to me the last words of her grandmother – while definitely think this world has gone mad, my grandmother predicting the future of the technology market … I do not say: end of world!

I confess I do not know who the grandmother has instilled that love of technology, how and when to operate such a radical change in it, and the most puzzling where the heck is the grandfather and what role he played in that house where there was already talk more than Bill Gates – William Henry III was called my grandmother – that of the tangos of Gardel, Borges tests Poems Poetry.

I left the grandmother in your computer. Grandpa went to the study: there was lying on a couch in the middle of a stack of books everywhere, a leather armchair medium wear, a very clear light bulb, a photo double: he in tails, she in white, with an infinite tail dress in the foreground … sleep.

I went back to Grandma. I went straight to the point.

“Grandma and this?.

- That what?

- You look like a carajitos, Grandma.

I looked at him reproachfully, shrugged as if he’s going to take a leap and said:

- “This, my boy, is a leap forward. Look to see:

1. “This” me away from loneliness. I am not alone, I connect, I use my free time finding new friends while virtual, which increases my hope that someday we will know and take a tea together – your grandfather included, of course, and talk about when we were young and promised to change the world. Grandson not know how painful loneliness. Go learning: the company of others is a fortune to be lost over the years.

2. “This” is a doctor at home. I confess I do not know what to do first when exacerbated the pains, call your doctor or log onto the Internet to look for symptoms and prescriptions. You know, adults tend to hypochondria, and I enjoy having a great time at my disposal, the speed of a click, all possible diagnoses. That what I choose among many: what will be, that best suits me, hahaha.

3. “This” recovered my club. Do not know how happy I am to have what you call “this”, and allow me to, with only a tiny device, retrieve those songs that until yesterday remained stacked in my album collection of vinyl 33 rpm. Ahhh, how wonderful!

4. “This is the most obliging friend. That dog and that dog, “this” is man’s best friend. A computer, for example, you write, you touch it, spend the whole day with him, lets you connect with others and not be jealous, you talk and shut up, do not talk back, do not harass … you leave when you want and when you call back … it’s silent friend.

5. Finally, a grandson, “this” is an antidote to folly. How wonderful grandson, when your grandfather gets crazy and starts to grumble about anything, to speak of the battles of the Independence of Spain and give me the gory details of how his father was killed in the same stretch where it appeared the Eurasian, I I swear I get a deep anxiety and talking to himself and let him turn on the laptop.

- “This is my chance” – I thought.

- Grandma, and what has been with his grandfather found him alone there, asleep in his study as usual, in his wonderful world offline.

The grandmother looked at me reproachfully, as if he had remembered some unhappy episode. He told me he often argued with him because they wanted to follow their inclinations by new technologies, which questioned his eagerness to make the leap.

- And what did you, Grandma?

- I gave unfollowback!