I'm going to sound like a grumpy old man here. So be it. And as much as I love Violet Blue I gotta sigh here. They busted out Apple's iphone today. Violet was at the unveiling at Macworld or Macspank or whatever it was called. Here's a picture of it she took:



Jesus Christ! You'd think it was the fucking Holy Grail!

Now the grumpy old man part - it's just too much. We don't need all this shit. You don't need a phone that does video, music, makes you a Daiquiri, doubles on sax, fillets a catfish and gives you a rectal exam. I've been thinking about this...we don't interact enough...myself included. It's so difficult to when no one looks at you, has some earphones jammed in their ears or are having an inane conversation on a cell phone. No one says "hi" to each other. The iphone doesn't help. You don't need to be in constant contact with everyone you know at every moment.

Hell, I can even go paranoid on you. Dumbass, futuristic, science fiction movies/novels have never interested me, but every year there's another thing invented or law enacted that puts us that much closer to 1984 or some other neo-facist state. I resist stuff, but I do end up giving in...cell phone, cable TV, breathing. Everything we do can be electronically traced now.

The Office of Flatulence knows I've farted moments after it happens.

I love Violet. I would bow before her and lick whatever she wanted me to lick...but it would probably get videotaped on her iphone and immediately posted on her blog - in mid-lick. Sigh

Labels: iphone, technophobe, Violet Blue