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Screw Technology

The guy who invented the cell phone was an asshole.

Story by Quinlan Braiwick - FueledByPoison@gmail.com Photos by Luca Babini

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The guy who invented the cell phone was an asshole. Oh sure, when the concept of mobile communication was first dreamt up, it was a glorious utopia of total connectivity that was envisioned. The reality, however, is that the technology that was created has turned us into a society of downward gazing, slack jawed voyeurs. There’s a good chance that as we continue to evolve with technology our elbows will fuse. Ceasing to be joints they will serve as nothing more than organic tripods to aid in the taking of ironically terrible pictures of food we would have eaten if it appealed to us, children we would have had if we hated ourselves, and significant others we must placate by providing photographic proof of their existence as if the taking and sharing of a photo is tantamount to Juliet’s refusal to continue on without her lover.

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Why in the hell do I care that your sister had twins? I hate children and there’s a good chance that if I’m not in constant contact with your sister, I hate her too. Unless you are announcing genuine remorse for continuing to overcrowd the planet, I have no interest in seeing thirty new pictures of a basketball in a pink or blue knit cap. While we’re here, let me also make you aware that I don’t care what you ate for lunch, I don’t give a damn how “gangsta” you think you are crouching next to your “pimpin’ ride”, and I’d rather make love to an iron maiden than see one more picture of a cat thinking something droll. Let me also make it clear that I never claimed to be unique in my distaste for these things, I only claimed to be much angrier about it.

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When did we become so symbiotic? So serpentine that we must contort ourselves so as to remain in all social circles at all times? It is reasonable to stay closely connected with long time friends and, obviously, our lovers and partners expect a certain amount of attention, but why must your phone remain on the table while we drink coffee? Has it been your experience that the action of removing the phone from your pocket or purse to see a new “like” or text message is so emotionally draining that it negates the euphoria of the moment? Does it make you feel safe to know that if for one nanosecond I don’t enthrall you then you can be stimulated momentarily by a duck facing tart on the popular page?

If you want to communicate in person, that is fantastic and at the same time soul crushingly rare. If, on the other hand, you are one of the masses to whose palm an electronic device must always be fused, then please do us a favor before engaging in conversation and shove your phone up your ass. I promise that sepia toned picture of your bowels will make it to the popular page in minutes.

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One Response to “Screw Technology”

  1. Jeff says:

    It’s not the guy who invented the thing, it’s the assholes who use the thing. There’s a time and a place for everything…and that includes talking on the phone and texting the moron standing next to you.

    p.s. If I see one more ad for a smartphone or a tablet, I’m going to scream like Joe E. Brown with a painful hemorrhoid.