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This
is my phone –
No apps to tell me what I’ve eaten
No app for algorithms to tell me what music to listen
to
No access to facebook (no facebook) to check on the
500 ‘friends’ I don’t know.
No twitter no twaddle
No mainline to my life for targeted advertising from consumer stalkers trying to turn me into
a CMo (Consumer Moron)
No map app – so I actually have to look where I am
going
No daily recharge
No camera function - so I see the world around me
first hand
No cricked neck from permanently looking DOWN
No missing my actual life because of manically
checking if the world is ‘liking’ me
No forced upgrades
No shit I didn’t ask for and don’t want.
As society self-harms with abandon; shopping in
stores that are aiming to be human-staff-free, banks (ditto) stumbling towards a
moronic future where being a moron is encouraged and facilitated by technology
because it is so SO good for profits, I feel as if the Matrix is deep and I choked down the reality pill.
OOOOH the media cry to self-driving
cars, like children watching fireworks. Who asked for them? Who debated if they
were a good idea? Is the answer to road deaths and bad health and wasting the
earth’s resources not already with us? Don’t we call it public transport? (or
walking – God forbid) But this is where rampant capitalism is leading us by the credit card.
SO – forget the Zombie analogy as in A. Chakrabortty’s
article in The Guardian The Guardian last week
or in this blog last year Empire Zombies
Rampant Capitalism is a super vampire; smart/i phones
are its fangs. CMos – the Lucy Westenra of this analogy - are inured to the tech monster. The seemingly unquenchable desire to
spend is its blood-feast. Everything else about us is obsolete. Soon humans
will be blood sacks in the back seat of a motorised wheelchair capsule able
only to swipe a screen. The vein through which it sucks out your life is your
phone.
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For a list of all the other ‘essential’ technology I
don’t have - T.V (since last century), car (since 2005) – or have never owned - dishwasher, microwave - check out blog 53. I
Suffer from PANTS
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