Last night, with fear and trembling, I bought an iPhone 4S.
For years, I’ve been living in the dark ages with my flip phone:
Well, until yesterday I didn’t have either one. Now I still don’t have a tv, but I have a snazzy phone, and I’m excited at the possibilities.
But I’m also a little nervous. Because these smart phones can be a blessing–but they can also be a curse.
Back in 2000 or 2001, I read a book about communication. I don’t remember the title, or the author, but I remember this: cell phones were coming into common usage then, and so was criticizing cell phone users as rude. But the author made an eloquent point for the virtue of cell phones, and it’s stuck with me.
The author said that long ago, people worked together: in the fields or the workshop, shopping in the market or tending the babies. But now most of us are isolated in our tiny cars and personal workspaces, separated from the ones we love. The cell phone bridges the gap, and allows us to communicate with our closest friends while we’re at the bank, or grabbing lunch, or in carpool line. Wherever we are throughout the day, we can stay connected to the ones we love, and that’s a good thing.
There’s been a lot of talk on the interwebs lately about the dangers of connectedness–how it pulls us away from our real lives and real relationships, and might actually be making us crazy. Andrea shared why she finally deleted twitter and Facebook from her phone, and Sarah Mae is even soliciting stories about internet addiction for a new ebook:
It makes me a little nervous that I’ve just purchased one of these devices to carry around in my pocket.
I’m aware of the tension between my 3d relationships and constant connectedness, and I hope that bodes well for my future relationship with my family and my iPhone. But in the meantime, would you share?
How do you navigate this tension in your own life?