“I don’t know, Dad … it appears somewhat clunky,” my 12-year-old son mentioned as I fumbled with my new Gentle Cellphone II. This was a substitute for my failing iPhone. I had determined to not get a brand new iPhone, or another smartphone. I wanted a break. I’d go into the brand new yr with no smartphone, to see the way it felt.
My son was proper: It was clunky—somewhat slower and rather a lot much less whizbang-slick than iPhones had numbed me to anticipate. However this was the purpose, wasn’t it? To be somewhat extra clunky, to consciously