Showing posts with label cell phone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cell phone. Show all posts

Friday, 17 August 2012

Excuse me, I gotta answer this

On my way to work this morning I got to listen to my favourite 5 minutes of radio in the morning, Cliff LeQuesne  (sorry Ed) from 100.3 The Q gives us a brief view on his take of the world right now. This morning he talked about two restaurants down state side where cell phone use is being discouraged at one by giving a 5% discount on your bill if you hand over  your cell before you dine and the other expressly forbids the use of cell phones. The whole point of putting away your phone is to connect with that person you are dining with. 

How often have you been dining with someone, in the middle of a conversation and their cell phone goes off.

"Excuse me, I gotta answer this"

How does that make you feel when the person you are with does that to you? What does that say about your value to them knowing that they are more interested in something else?

It is bad enough now, when your cell phone is a physical device that can be put down, handed over or turned off. What is it going to be like in 20 years when the device is a physical part of you. You are talking with the person you are sharing dinner with and all of a sudden, their face goes blank and they start talking to someone else. Relationships are already a lot of work to hold onto, this scenario is only going to add to that work load.

Reach out and touch someone and then be with that person. Leave the cell at home, turn it off or let the voice mail get the call. There are few things that qualify as "I gotta answer this". When you are taking that person out to dinner, be with that person, not the electronic tether in your pocket. Talk with that person, who knows, you might just learn something new about them.

Thursday, 9 August 2012

Brother, Where Art Thou?

Not so long ago (at least in cosmic time) your world was what you could see. There wasn't anything beyond that hill. Eventually you got brave enough to wander over there and see that they was something else to see. Slowly your world grew and grew until you met with Og who lived on the other side of the hill.
Mankind evolved and found more places, more people until we got to the point of realizing we are all on a big ball.
As our knowledge of more and more places, it became more and more important to remember where those places are. Cave behind hill, water over there became walk along the river 2 days and Ogs village is there which grew into more and more detailed and exact descriptions of where things were.

As our placement of things became more and more precise, we needed to be able to share that knowledge and use it in more and more places. Tablets of stone were carved, then paper was written on and those papers were brought together in books. The more we learned, the more we explored, the more we got lost. Now what? Knowing where things are is nice and all, where am I in relation to things I know of became the question of the day.

Scientist studied the stars and math and figured out a way to fit them together. Now we had sextants. Navigators had their carefully guarded charts and sextants and became the life blood of the exploration of the  planet. Humans got more and more clever, developing newer things and more precise measurements until today you can pull out a little box about the size of a cigarette package and call up a picture of exactly where you are and how to get to where you need to be. Pretty cool eh?

I can whip out my smart phone and have it tell me how to get to the nearest shopping center. I can have it tell someone, anyone in the world exactly where I am, the direction I am walking and how fast I am moving. This gets cooler by the second.

If I get lost, someone looking for me can tell my phone to send a beacon out to direct my rescuers. Heck, I can tap into your phone, without you knowing and see where you are (or at least where your phone is).....
Hmmmm, if I can tap into your phone, you can tap into mine. Not to happy about that idea. I know my intentions are good, not so sure about you, or the guy who thinks I have wronged him, or the company who wants me to buy their better than ever product, or the BAD GUYS (you have to fill in the blank here).

How are we all going to feel in 10 years when that phone is no longer something you pick up but something that is a part of your body? You won't have a name, only an IP address.

Brother, I see you now

Saturday, 22 October 2011

Death Calls

A voyage to there


Driving down the road of life


Cell phone makes its call