So I have a new toy. With my birthday coming up, and my cell phone plan eligible for an upgrade, I succumbed for the first time in my life to cell phone lust. Initially the object of my affection was
this little number. I've had 3 phones, 2 Nokias and 1 Samsung. Aside from actually liking the Nokias, the Samsung positively sucked. I figured I would stick with an interface I was familiar with; and since I
was eligible for an upgrade, I pondered spending a little extra money - this
would be the phone that would last through a 2 year contract extension, after all - and getting something nicer. Maybe even an MP3 player.
So I had a serious case of cellphone lust for the Xpress 5300... at least until I went by a T-Mobile stand and actually picked one up. It was a slider, which had that going for it, or so I thought. The thing was, well, bulky. It wasn't stylish at all. Now I'm not the most gotta-have-a-shiny-new-toy kind of guy, but if I was actually going to lust after something, I wanted it to be lustworthy. It might have been cool to have an MP3 phone, but lustworthy it was not.
I was saved by being poor.
Long story short (and screw you for comments to the effect that I'm incapable of such) by the time I was able to afford the $50 to upgrade to the phone, it had been discontinued; and while I was initially upset by that fact, I was soon consoled by the knowledge that the
next generation model would be out the very next week. I checked it out in a store the day it came out, read a couple of reviews of it online, and wouldn't you know people liked it better than the original. So I ordered it, expecting it to come in 7 business days.
It came in 3. I would have gotten it after 2 but I was at work when UPS came by. Let me just say, I LOVE this phone. It's slim, sleek, shiny, and the sound is just awesome. It's my first MP3 player, and I'm discovering how addictive it can be to listen to any of your music whenever you want.
But as impressive as my MP3 phone is, its the entire blanket of communication that most fascinates me. Today I talked to my father in Texas while at work; my mother in Puerto Rico while walking in the park - during which time, I might add, I was listening to Mussorgsky's
Picture's at an Exhibition - and now I am sitting in a bookstore, typing on a blog with my laptop computer through a WiFi connection that presumably can be read by anyone in the world, while on the phone with a coworker (and listening to Smetena's "The Moldau").
I am often flummoxed and frustrated by people who insist that "things are getting worse," that the world today is not only
not improving, but actually becoming less friendly, less convenient, less connected "on a human level" with "technology getting in the way." I can't possibly imagine, short of somehow bifurcating myself so I can be both in Texas and the Caribbean, carrying around a phonograph and twenty pounds of records, while somehow broadcasting my personal reflections on shortwave radio, how at any time in the past I could be
as connected to the things that make us human - Family, Art, and Literary Expression - so effortlessly.
So, I really am not a technophile. But I can't help but be aware of how technology has made the world a more interesting, enjoyable, and, yes,
human, place.
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