Our unhealthy relationship with our own phones is one of the greatests threat to the future of humanity and this barely existed in our lives before the release of the iPhone in mid 2007.
If you doubt this statement, exhibit A is Donald Trump and his rise, his rule, his impact on all of our lives and our country’s mental health and international standing.
Donald Trump started a war that threatens to end all wars from his phone, and it was literally a meme war. An Iranian General drops the dankest meme on Trump and he just couldn’t take it. So answered with a drone strike and threatened to wipe away World history with his phone, because it is all just a game.
A very old man playing very new variation on and the oldest of games. Pissing up a rope.
There is no escaping it. It’s easy to say just unplug, but this technology is so deeply intertwined to our jobs, our relationships, our social life, our sense of even existing, the idea of just getting away from your device is tantamount to giving up on what we consider our lives.
It’s just a bummer man.
Too much has disappeared into the little boxes. Our watches, our calendars, our fantasies, our record collections, our friends, everything has been digitized, and all of it is lost.
Like college, some things are quite good until you add up the cost.
What good is being the master of even your own world when the real world around us is suffering?
I can make a laundry list of the good things this device in my hand has brought me, but like a gambler that hits keeps smiling about wins, you might not see the losses or the sense that ones rise is only relative to a world that is sinking. That to be sinking slower is some kind of ride, but only relatively so.
My addiction involves writing the best work of my life for 15 likes. The world is a ghetto. In the sense we don’t even see the walls. We only see the forest. We only see the trees. Except there is no forest, and these…these are the future foot prints of a world on its knees.
We cut off our feet to spite our knees. Because this and that was “Free” or so we believed.
Death to analog. Long live digital and its amnesia. What we were fighting for? We can only remember how we felt, but not so much why. Just what about that, and limited information outrage about not dotting our i’s, waiting our turn to die.
What is the ism? What is this but a ruthless prism?
This post is winning a battle in a losing war.
It was only meant to be one sentence. A lament, a blues in the key of life that Donald was a reflection of our dependence and addiction to technology.
In this dystopian novel he is feeding us through this tube.
Where is your phone? It’s in your hand.
– Musician and writer Davin Michael Stedman has many ventures, such as the AMAZING blog, 100milesofmusic.com. Davin’s recent song has become a global earworm and Caribbean dancehall hit. Listen here on Reggaeville: DAVIN MICHAEL STEDMAN & ANTHONY RED ROSE – FREE YOUR MIND FEAT. SLY & ROBBIE WITH LENKY MARSDEN. The video is now available on Youtube: Tuff Gong Television. His single with British band Sherlock Soul is available here.
