I am 79 years old and live alone. I sometimes think of my phone as my connection to the world. Dear friends from places I once lived are scattered throughout the country. We see each other's posts on Facebook - what we are doing, what we have photographed, our grandkids. It is a connection that is otherwise missing.
But recently I have come to hate my phone. I write an email and at the end of every paragraph I get the offer to "clean up my writing." I write very well, and precisely, without help from some moronic algorithm that spouts ridiculous platitudes, thank you very much. But I have not figured out how to get my email app to stop offering me such help.
I am tech savvy, having worked for many years as an administrator on a large enterprise system. I have three children, all with spouses, all six of whom have degrees in science, and whose work includes complex programming, yet none of us have been able to figure out how to make our phones comply with our wishes. if you have some particular feature enabled, because it is useful and convenient, then you must accept all the inconvenient crap that comes with it.
The problem of being preoccupied with one's phone, and other digital devices, has extended beyond a compulsion to engage; We are now being told what to do and how to run our lives.
I find myself scrolling way too much. I have to put my phone in another room so I can sit and read and be alone with myself. My scrolling has increased due to all the horrible things that are happening in our nation right now.
I am 79 years old and live alone. I sometimes think of my phone as my connection to the world. Dear friends from places I once lived are scattered throughout the country. We see each other's posts on Facebook - what we are doing, what we have photographed, our grandkids. It is a connection that is otherwise missing.
But recently I have come to hate my phone. I write an email and at the end of every paragraph I get the offer to "clean up my writing." I write very well, and precisely, without help from some moronic algorithm that spouts ridiculous platitudes, thank you very much. But I have not figured out how to get my email app to stop offering me such help.
I am tech savvy, having worked for many years as an administrator on a large enterprise system. I have three children, all with spouses, all six of whom have degrees in science, and whose work includes complex programming, yet none of us have been able to figure out how to make our phones comply with our wishes. if you have some particular feature enabled, because it is useful and convenient, then you must accept all the inconvenient crap that comes with it.
The problem of being preoccupied with one's phone, and other digital devices, has extended beyond a compulsion to engage; We are now being told what to do and how to run our lives.
I find myself scrolling way too much. I have to put my phone in another room so I can sit and read and be alone with myself. My scrolling has increased due to all the horrible things that are happening in our nation right now.
At least you offer some hope—what is learned can be unlearned! But if it's deep conditioning, that might take a bit longer.
That's AI.if you've ever called Verizon, or your medical group, and put it all together, you realized AI hates those of us over 65.
It's "couch" for the mind. Does the same to the brain as inactivity does to the brain. Weakens the will and wastes precious time (life)
I mean “does to the body.”
P.S. Splendor is hiding in the boundless empty space between words.