Cell phones are here to stay. I’m trying not to sound dramatic but I think that, for many people, giving up their cell phone would be akin to kicking heroin. They are permanently weaved into the fabric of society, so should I just accept them. [By the way, I think that the UK/Euro “mobile” phone is a far more apt term. We should adapt it here.]
But vent, I must.
On my way out of the city I stumbled across this imbecile. She’s holding a conversation on one phone, while having a separate texting conversation on a second. Why do I let this stuff get under my skin? She’s not bothering me. Proof positive that I am a curmudgeon. You can take the boy out of the city, etc.
I showed these pics to Mrs. Wife and she said, “What’s the big deal? One phone is probably for business and the other is personal.” And I get that. But I see this sort of gadget-overload with increasing frequency and it worries me. What are we turning into? Hasn’t the promise of new technology always been to make our lives easier and set us free? Look at this poor thing! She’s enslaved by technology. She’d probably have a public meltdown if both batteries died simultaneously.
I’m still not very good at meditation, even though I’ve been doing it for a few years. But occasionally, I catch a wave. I can’t tell you how refreshing it is to empty all the noise out of your head and sit in perfect silence, do nothing and, best of all, think nothing. It’s a peace you’ll never experience while juggling cell phone conversations.
As long as I’m on an anti-technology kick…
This has been floating around in the ether for a while now. Have you seen it? It’s a spoof of Facebook users and it’s hysterical. Everyone is reduced to a nice, neat stereotype. Breeder Betsy. Alcoholic Alice. Perfect Pam. etc. Each funny comment is posted by “The Enabler.”
Recently, on the way home from the city, I sat next to a guy who spent half the ride scrolling through Facebook and the other half playing games on his phone. He could be reading On The Road. And I’ll bet he’d love it. But Facebook is easier. And after a hard day of counting beans and pushing buttons, who wants to work more?
Do I make fun of the girl above and mock people on Facebook because I’m jealous? I don’t have a Facebook account. I don’t need a website to constantly remind me of how few friends I have. I can count them on one hand and have a few fingers to spare. The girl above is sustaining two conversations. I, on the other hand, got my new phone in May and haven’t bothered to set up my voicemail because I never get any calls. So maybe this is all just a case of simple, human envy.
Perhaps the truth lies somewhere in between.