On the hard-hearted side:
- An average of three times a day I am hissing through my teeth at some distracted driver with a phone in hand “texting”.
- I find it appalling that people sit together at tables in restaurants and are consumed by spending that precious time communicating with someone else somewhere else.
- I loathe the idea that my phone can be used to pinpoint my whereabouts on a map.
- I dread the day that it is naturally expected that I answer an e-mail anytime, anywhere.
- I hate tiny buttons that make me feel as if my fingers are even more fat and clumsy than they already really are.
- I worry about the future where everyone is desensitized to the distraction of “multitasking” and the beauty of silent contemplation is lost.
- I wonder if how whatever the realities of our power needs and diminishing natural resources will ultimately bring the house of cards down.
On the hard-headed side:
- I am like a lady of another time stuck in my past. I refuse to see a phone as anything but a phone.
- I am not convinced of the benefits of the little black box that can do "everything".
- I don’t want to buy in to the hype, even when I see the “cool” things mobile computing can provide.
- I don’t want to pay extra for the services and equipment.
- I don’t like being manipulated by a marvelous marketing scheme.
The lists go on and intertwine back and forth. The end result is that I have the basic cell phone and use it to talk. I have managed to send a few pictures, but I don’t text message. I’ve never used a phone to access the internet or as a GPS. This isn’t likely to change any time soon.