Mobile phones started to invade our everyday life a few years ago, but weâ€™re still discovering their wickedness. Day after day new and unsuspected situations arise and show the lack of defense of the human race against rules and methods that the usage of the mobile phones introduced in our habits. Same examples are kindly requested. Have you noticed how often your wife/mother/sister/uncle/brother in law NOW calls you for asking everything about something that only a few years ago they were able to do by themselves? My wife goes out for shopping, and Iâ€™m ready to spent a quiet afternoon peaceful on my sofaâ€¦but she has got her mobile in her bag, so she starts to call me as if Iâ€™m there glancing through the shop windows with her, and asks about shoes, dresses, and what about a new curtain for the bath, and do you think I need to buy this or that or those?
The great advantage made by always on connection is going to become not only an attack to our moments of privacy, this could be less important, but is going to weak our personality, our aptitude to make decisions in an independent way, without asking for reassurance and encouragement from people we know and we trust. And this is evil, I think. We loose the convenience made by the availability of a portable phone transforming it into a walking stick for keep up our hesitant steps. What about if you leave your office half an hour earlier? All right, pick up your phone, call your wife announcing your decision (Hi darling, Iâ€™m coming home!). You made it only to receive her approval to your choice, but getting into the risk to be reproached (WHY?) or puzzled (Ahhâ€¦ok, ok, Iâ€™m waitingâ€¦are you sure?) or menaced (Not now John, Iâ€™m here with my friends for a Tupperware demonstration) or even be charged for some tasks (well George, so please go and by some sugar, vegetables and fruitsâ€¦) or be informed about some terrific news (â€¦â€™cause my mother is coming for dinner). Does it worth a phone call?
Why do I blog this?
Addiction is always dangerous; our mobile phone (and the way we use it) looks like the old warm cigarette, that most of us were forced to leave and forget: always in our hands, always on, warm, lighting, we love to use it after dinner or coffee, and above all without thinkingâ€¦