Time for action against the unwanted callers

There comes a time when you really should be able to close the door on the outside world, away from the frenzied activity that passes for modern society.

I haven’t yet reached that stage, but having said that I just occasionally wish to shut out the various commercial demands which threaten to overrun my space.

The worst offender seems to be my telephone, the bringer of in the main good news, keeping me in touch with friends and family, while also invading my privacy with unwanted calls from a range of marketing sources.

Generally I have no desire to respond to their seductive sells, but despite my best efforts I am helpless to block off the calls, even having a preferred line is no gaurantee of a peaceful night.

I can actually live with daytime calls to my landline, but draw the line at the meal time interruptions my wife and I have to endure well into the evening.

Even my telephone provider seems powerless to stem the flow, notwithstanding our efforts to get them to take action, indeed trying to get BT to recognise it as an escalating problem has proved well beyond our ability.

The upshot is that we are having to live with the intrusions, regarding them as just a normal part of life in the 21st century.

But while I am still pretty well able to take it all in my stride, there must be others who are literally driven round the bend, including much older members of the community who must find it hard to understand why they are being earmarked for attention each and every night.

At a time when we brag of our technological achievements, surely it is not beyond the wit of telephone providers to ensure we enjoy the peace and quiet of our own homes.

There again BT has a device which blocks off unwanted calls, but the rub is they want £40 for it, reflecting the company’s great appetite for profit, but little or no regard for customer care. Just try to communicate with them and you will get my drift.

We owe it to our elderly to give them protection from outside bodies who have only one target which is to fleece them of whatever financial resources they have, and believe me it is happening right under our noses here in what like to call civilised East Gordon.

But it’s not just about money, although that’s enough of a concern. We should be equally unhappy to think our older friends are being terrorised in their homes by the hidden persuaders.

Will nothing rid us of this troublesome influence, or have we just got to grin and bear it in a society which has apparently no desire to deal with issues which really do merit closer attention.