I feel like I have been deactivated.
On Dec. 16th I put my "eye" phone into a glass of red wine, needless to say it did not work after that and I purchased another one. Yesterday someone stole my recently purchased "Eye" phone and I was livid most of the day, not so much at the theft, although I did curse the soul and wished bad things would happen (shame on me) but at the companies that sell us our minutes which is what this all about. Of course these companies could make it so that no one else could activate your phone but F that, wouldn't be to good on the economy would it? How many customers does ATT have that are using stolen iphones because all you have to do is steal the phone take the sims card out and go to ATT and purchase a new one...bingo, a new customer, you then have a perfectly good "stolen" iphone to use. Where is the honesty of a company? We live in a disposable world where values have been distorted.
I think my attachment to the phone is clearly a part of someone or something brain washing me.
It used to be that a phone call represented a very intimate form of communication. You wouldn't call just anybody. Now it seems like face-to-face communication feels more intimate. Startling, even, maybe even a little embarassing. Depending on the person. It would be nice to throw away our phones. Someone may have done you a favor. You're just too good for the world to do things to you that are bad. I wish you hadn't been disappointed like that. I don't know what's wrong with people who steal. It has to trip them up along their progression route. They'll skin their knee. Maybe they'll break their leg. Something will go wrong. That's what they're making me think. They have too much power, those thieves, to be making me consider them. Way too much power.
ReplyDeleteSteinbeck was before his time. All the poets are/were. Will be. Time travelers. Carl Sandburg said, "time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful, lest you let others spend it for you." Do you think he knew Steinbeck? Probably were neighbors in the Village.
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