If there’s an earthquake — I hope people/children are more concerned about getting to safety rather than calling mommy and telling her that they are about to die because rather than get to safety they got distracted by their phone calling her.
After the earthquake, if it’s catastrophic, the parents know where the kids are. Hint: AT THE FUCKIN’ SCHOOL. And they will likely need to go pick them up anyways.
What kind of stupid thought process led you to believe you’re making some sort of intelligent point here? Get real, touch grass.
I know they are AT THE FUCKING SCHOOL, but I don’t know if they are alive and well and I don’t need to worry much, or they are hurt and need medical attention or worse. A simple fucking SMS will alleviate any worries INSTEAD OF LEAVING WORK AND TRAVELING FOR 1.5 FUCKING HOURS TO GET TO THE SCHOOL to see for myself.
Which one is simpler, pray tell, Mr. Smartpants? Do you even have any kids or what? Because you don’t really sound like a parent.
Like many other forms of addiction, the reflexive need to have a screen on hand can become its own font of excuses.
But a lot of these read like the anti-seatbelt and bike-helmet propaganda I used to see back in the 1980s. “No, there’s a secret danger, you don’t understand. I have a right to do what I want, you can’t stop me. My obscure, thinly sourced anecdote says doing things doesn’t work.”
God I hate tiny screen. I truly find myself so much happier without tiny screen.
I grew up in the 00’s/10’s so I’m grateful to remember a time before the iPhone lol. Even the early iPhone/Androids were okay.
But now, it’d just an addiction propagating (gambling, gaming, porn, doomscrolling) and parasocial relationship creating metal+glass brick with the added bonus of corporate and government surveillance and a duty to respond to emails and work calls lol.
You make great points by the way. You comment on tiny screen addiction is what got me thinking about how much I hate smartphones these days.
If there’s an earthquake — I hope people/children are more concerned about getting to safety rather than calling mommy and telling her that they are about to die because rather than get to safety they got distracted by their phone calling her.
After the earthquake, if it’s catastrophic, the parents know where the kids are. Hint: AT THE FUCKIN’ SCHOOL. And they will likely need to go pick them up anyways.
What kind of stupid thought process led you to believe you’re making some sort of intelligent point here? Get real, touch grass.
I know they are AT THE FUCKING SCHOOL, but I don’t know if they are alive and well and I don’t need to worry much, or they are hurt and need medical attention or worse. A simple fucking SMS will alleviate any worries INSTEAD OF LEAVING WORK AND TRAVELING FOR 1.5 FUCKING HOURS TO GET TO THE SCHOOL to see for myself.
Which one is simpler, pray tell, Mr. Smartpants? Do you even have any kids or what? Because you don’t really sound like a parent.
Like many other forms of addiction, the reflexive need to have a screen on hand can become its own font of excuses.
But a lot of these read like the anti-seatbelt and bike-helmet propaganda I used to see back in the 1980s. “No, there’s a secret danger, you don’t understand. I have a right to do what I want, you can’t stop me. My obscure, thinly sourced anecdote says doing things doesn’t work.”
God I hate tiny screen. I truly find myself so much happier without tiny screen.
I grew up in the 00’s/10’s so I’m grateful to remember a time before the iPhone lol. Even the early iPhone/Androids were okay.
But now, it’d just an addiction propagating (gambling, gaming, porn, doomscrolling) and parasocial relationship creating metal+glass brick with the added bonus of corporate and government surveillance and a duty to respond to emails and work calls lol.
You make great points by the way. You comment on tiny screen addiction is what got me thinking about how much I hate smartphones these days.