Okay — maybe not in theory — but I do fantasize about going back to simpler times — when phones didn’t cost as much as rent — and phone bills were reasonably priced.
Flip phones also have a quiet dignity to them — that’s enhanced by their simplicity. You have to flip it before making calls — and I liked being able to do that because it was the reminder that this isn’t a high-priced gadget — that contains your life story packaged into one — but rather a phone that permits you to reach out to those who matter.
Now we log around mini-computers that are designed for our discomfort.
We allowed greedy fucks to tempt us into believing that we deserve to be tormented with the task of forking out hundreds of dollars for the sheer pleasure of being able to produce short films and flawless selfies — even it means sacrificing the ability to have uninterrupted conversations with callers — who can never hear what the fuck you’re saying.
The advancement in technology was the next frontier — and while I can’t downplay its significance — I also can’t honestly say we’re better for it.
I look back at how things were in 2006 — when I was struggling to get by with temp jobs that I prayed would last longer than a couple of weeks — and I can’t imagine how I would’ve been able to keep my phone active —…
