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The cell phone has transformed public places into giant phone-a-thons in which callers exist within narcissistic cocoons of private conversations. read more
The cell phone has transformed public places into giant phone-a-thons in which callers exist within narcissistic cocoons of private conversations. Like faxes, computer modems and other modern gadgets that have clogged out lives with phony urgency, cell phones represent the 20th Century's escalation of imaginary need. We didn't need cell phones until we had them. Clearly, cell phones cause not only a breakdown of courtesy, but the atrophy of basic skills.
The 'Net is a waste of time, and that's exactly what's right about it.
The 'Net is a waste of time, and that's exactly what's right about it.
Gold and silver from the dead turn often into lead.
Gold and silver from the dead turn often into lead.
Technology... the knack of so arranging the world that we don't have to experience it. -Max Frisch.
Technology... the knack of so arranging the world that we don't have to experience it. -Max Frisch.
I think complexity is mostly sort of crummy stuff that is there because it's too expensive to change the interface.
I think complexity is mostly sort of crummy stuff that is there because it's too expensive to change the interface.
A friend called me up the other day and talked about investing in a dot-com that sells lobsters. Internet lobsters. read more
A friend called me up the other day and talked about investing in a dot-com that sells lobsters. Internet lobsters. Where will this end? The next day he sent me a huge package of lobsters on ice. How low can you stoop?
Humanity is acquiring all the right technology for all the wrong reasons.
Humanity is acquiring all the right technology for all the wrong reasons.
If you want to get across an idea, wrap it up in a person.
If you want to get across an idea, wrap it up in a person.
I have a spelling checkerIt came with my PC;It plainly marks four my revueMistakes I cannot sea.I've run this poem read more
I have a spelling checkerIt came with my PC;It plainly marks four my revueMistakes I cannot sea.I've run this poem threw it,I'm sure your pleased too no,Its letter perfect in it's weigh,My checker tolled me sew.
