So I recently bit the bullet and bought an IPhone,one of the fancy new ones no one seems to be able to buy. It is truly a revolution in a box, with the capability of bringing a paradigm shift that will have a profound influence on how and why we communicate. It’s an all-you-can-eat smorgasbord of information, a colossal addition to the entirely modern art of time suckage.
But how does this sexy brick of glass and light really change how we as a species communicate?
Easy, by manipulating the very world we live in. By offering a constant shield of web access, a 360 degree web bubble around the human mind, we now have, as a natural extension of humanity, injected our veins with twenty four hour web access, so our minds may not ever have to stretch to find that hidden shard of trivia that eludes us. We might never have those nagging specific questions that bring about so many happy accidents.
But, like every new technological advance, the IPhone has ability to make mankind more efficient but it also has the possibility of making us so lazy that we lose another rung of advancement as a collective creative species. One step closer to being the kind of blobular(yeah I’m making that up) humans as seen in dystopian films like Fahrenheit 451 and Wall-E.Because the IPhone decreases the space between man and technology, this could have a ripple effect that could lead to the creation of a generation of beings constantly entertained or in the process of being entertained. A society of consumers rather than a generation of artists whose tools for creation have never been closer.
our minds may not ever have to stretch to find that hidden shard of trivia that eludes us. We might never have those nagging specific questions that bring about so many happy accidents
I’d like to think that I want to see a world where the creators beat out the blobular (I’m liking that word) humans. Thanks to the prevalence of technology we could, because of the IPhone, become a society that is more plugged in, more involved and engaged in the democratic process, or we could become a society so dependent on self-entertainment that eventually our lives lose any genuine enjoyment. And so eventually, because of that lovely big red button that is the IPhone, much like a rat asking for more pleasure inducing pellets, we will have used up all of our own technological serotonin. What will happen to our capacity for genuine joy for those non-technological events in our lives?
Here’s hoping that the doers out do the blobulars.