I think I’m one of the last persons on earth to still own a
regular, no-frills cell phone. I got an iPhone two years ago, but since I had
no reception on the 50th floor where I lived, using it was
exceedingly frustrating. I took it back the next day and got my regular, “dumb
One month from now, I will have fulfilled the two-year
contract and I’m ready for my smart phone now. During the past two years, I’ve
encountered more and more situations when a smart phone would come in handy. Ordering Thai food online to be delivered while
riding home on the bus has a coolness factor that I can’t even begin to fathom.
However, I truly hope I don’t turn into one of these people
who leap onto their smart phones every chance they get. I’ve seen folks yank ‘em
out while standing in line at the grocery store, while walking across the
street, and during concerts.
Of course, everyone on the bus or train endlessly smart-phones
But at what cost? Have we lost the ability to daydream; to
truly experience “down time” anymore?
I have a sinking feeling that the human capacity to engage
in profound, reflective thought will be a thing of the past. Had Descartes an
iPhone, I doubt that his brilliant “I think, therefore, I am” would have ever been
Has the age of smart phones dumbed us down?
I know one thing. Whipping out a smart phone at church
during the first scripture reading is surely a recipe for eternal damnation.
I’m almost sure of it.