Opus 2016-86: New Terms: Phoney People

I hate telephones.  I didn’t hate them when I was a child or a teen.  I am not sure when the feeling started but it is strong today.

What is different?  When I was young we did not have telemarketers like we do today.  Phones were tied to a location by a chord and took time to dial.  You could get away from them.  Phone calls cost money based on how often, how long and how far so you thought twice before picking up the handset.  All of these facts made telephones less invasive.  It kept them useful tools instead of masters.

But there are other issues that turn me off.

I refuse to join the mindless masses that fixate on a piece of technology.  Next time you are in a restaurant look around.  You will see entire families on their cell phones or other device.  They are not talking or aware of their surroundings.  Watch people on the streets.  They are always checking their phones for the latest tweet, post or e-mail.  I guess we could call them phoney people. 

I reject being controlled by constant interruptions.

I refuse to give out personal information for the convenience of apps.

I am a dinosaur, I admit it.  Remember that if the scholars are right the dinosaurs ruled the earth for millions of years and would still be in charge if it were not for a giant meteor that took them out. 

I do have a phone.  I call it my wife’s “security blanket”.  It is cheaper than a divorce.  So far.

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