I'm beginning to think I am the Green Lantern, and that I've picked-up some digital denigration program because the things just don't respond to me.
"'Ya hitting too many buttons at once, Son," Colonel I. Phone would say?
Oh my fingers are small enough...makes me wonder how the giant Gulliver people living in Holland can adjust to them overnight like it was no thing.
What if the whole world was a touch screen (and come to think about it---isn't it) where the GO BACK button was just below the cursor and no many how many times rubbed, you were lost to move that screen?
That's my fear.
We'll no longer be able to be in a situation where we can blame the machine.
I'm not speaking about parking meter machines, either. Future machines like these cell phones will be critical in our decision making---maybe even in our ability to make a decision---which is ridiculous but expected to a degree.
Logical thinking eventually gives-way to that of the machine...thereby influencing the User to rely on the machine implicitly---even for logical daily decisions.
By the way, I added a photo of my new cell---the Damn I Sure Am Broke Phone: It only weighs 5 pounds and I can re-charge it in my Mazda.
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