Walking around the city this weekend, I was struck for the 100,000th time how, in 2010, everyone is addicted to their little screens. In movies. At restaurants. In bars. Cruising a store. Stumbling down the street. Drunk. Sober. It’s jarring, and—I must admit—it annoys the crap out of me.

When the wife purchased an iPhone a few months back, I was worried she’d morph into one of the pod people. She didn’t, praise Jesus, but pretty much everyone else I know has. Which begs this: Who the fuck are you texting? And why is it so important?

That’s really the $1 million question: Why is the person not present more important than the person standing in front of you? My answer is sorta quirky, which is we’re more addicted to and intrigued by the imaginary potential of the future than we are the present. A possible meeting. Pending words. An e-mail on the way. They all hold some sort of mystical force, because they’re all full of sterling potential. Once they turn into reality, we’re once again bored and looking for the next fix.

I don’t text. My phone sucks.

And I’m pretty damn happy.

7 thoughts on “Cellies”

  1. Or… when you coordinate with friends in the city, particularly larger groups, texting is the easiest and most efficient way to do it. and since I’m usually on the streets going from one place to another, texting on the streets is a necessity, usually replying to the sender since it’s rude not to. I know this probably doesn’t apply to you since you’re settled in the suburbs, but that doesn’t mean it’s not useful for lots of other people. it’s really just common sense

  2. The only person I text with regularity is my best friend. We grew up together, went to college together and then he moved to New York while I moved to St. Louis. We text to keep in touch. If I see something he would find funny or vice versa, I send him a few lines. It doesn’t control my life, but then again I’m 25 and not 15.

  3. That made me laugh, too, even if Rooney has more hair in his eyebrows than you do on your entire head. 😉

    Kidding aside, you make a valid point … but if I hadn’t had my CrackBerry in my pocket at the Bills game last week, I probably don’t pick up an AP stringing gig for the next night.
    I make no apologies for setting down my beer and ignoring my friends long enough to send an “of course I’ll do it” reply. And instead of taking offense, they congratulated me…

  4. I get a kick out of the Microsoft ad for their new phone.
    The one where people are so wrapped up with their phones a guy drops his in the Urinal.
    The guy next to him says, “really”.

    Not sure how their phone would help unless it is so crappy you don’t want to use it.
    The point, however, is great.

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