The Year of Living Disconnectedly 2
James McWillians recounts the experience of one person who ditched his smartphone for a year. It was not pretty. Here’s a bit:
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March 17, 2016 at 5:28 pm
So that’s what’s been working me over all these years, not having a smartphone. Well, still screw them all, anyway.
March 17, 2016 at 10:29 pm
I’ve got a smartphone. It’s an HTC One and it is a beaut, but I use it. I don’t let it use me. Every smartphone I’ve had has been an HTC.
I am reminded of the old story of the Vermonter who broke down and got himself one of them newfangled phone thingees. His neighbor was visiting him one day when the phone rang.
The neighbor asked, “Jeb, aren’t you going to answer that?”
Jeb looked over his shoulder, spat, and said, “I got that thing for my convenience, not for the convenience of any damn fool who can afford a nickel to make a call.”