Posts Tagged ‘iPhone’

The technological octogenarian

Sunday, February 7th, 2010
A man, a plan, a canal ... er, an iPhone and Facebook.

A man, a plan, a canal ... er, an iPhone and Facebook.

My father turned 80 on Saturday, and my sister and I and our spouses went out to The Holmstad, my parents’ retirement community in Batavia, for the occasion. Shortly after 5, we were in the Holmstad dining room, the 6 of us armed with our 5 iPhones and high expectations for a festive meal.

Festive meals can, of course, take a while to arrive; so, as photo opportunities go, the one at right was way easier to seize than most. When I grabbed this image with my iPhone camera, I suspected that all I had to do was write the right caption, upload it to Facebook, and wait for my thousand or so Facebook friends to decide if they, too, found it interesting.

“Dad checks Facebook on his iPhone while waiting for 80th birthday dinner to arrive….”

It was just a few minutes after 5 p.m. By the time we got home from Symphony Center (where we went after the birthday bash ended), it had more interaction than any other single thing I’d ever posted on Facebook. “Awesome,” wrote Don. “Dad rocks,” noted Marie. “So that’s the old block off of which you are a chip,” observed Eric.

And then there were all the folks merely clicking Facebook’s thumbs-up “Like” icon. It should be noted that many of them don’t even know him!

It had already been a big day online in Owen World; a very complimentary link from Scot McKnight’s popular beliefnet.com blog, “Jesus Creed,” was sending my Feb. 27 essay on past and future literary artifacts into the top 5 of my posts over the last year. (Scot drove about 4% of my overall traffic in 2009, and at this rate he’s going to achieve his tongue-in-cheek goal of sending me more readers than does Northwestern.)

So is an octogenarian iPhone-ing Facebooker really all that noteworthy? As Linda observed at home tonight, people born in 1930 have had to adapt to changes that are in many ways more dramatic and less incremental then any of us younger whippersnappers. Television, for one. Church-run retirement homes with waitstaffs and Starbucks counters, for two.

So what are you waiting for, gentle readers? Get your dads and moms their own smart phones and social network accounts. And then send them to owenyoungman.com.

Happy birthday, Dad.

Take that, winter!

Wednesday, December 30th, 2009

‘Tis winter now; the fallen snow
has left the heavens all coldly clear;
through leafless boughs the sharp winds blow,
and all the earth lies dead and drear.

–Samuel Longfellow*

So let’s say you are not dismayed that Longfellow’s sharp winds are blowing (”the skies are chill, and frosts are keen”).  In fact, you’re nicely bundled up, wearing insulated mittens, among other accoutrements of the season.

And your iPhone alerts you that someone has just texted you.

So now those nice, thick mittens are causing you a problem: to respond to that text after you fumble for the phone, you’re going to have to expose your electrically charged fingers to the keen frost.

pogosketch2
Admittedly, it hasn’t been all that cold around here since about 1986 – well before the era of capacitave touch interfaces. But for those of you in Fargo, Flin Flon, and Fairbanks, I would like to alert you to a solution that appeared among my Christmas gifts: the Pogo Sketch from Ten One Design in Montclair, N.J. (average low in January, 19 degrees; record low, minus 14 degrees, 1985).

This battery-operated aluminum stylus, the size of a small pen, transmits an electrical charge through its cushioned tips, so you can keep those pinkies toasty when using your iPhone, Droid, Storm, or similar labor-saving/time-wasting device.

So grab your phone, your Pogo Sketch and your mittens, and head for Frostbite Falls.  Minnesota is lovely this time of year, don’t you think?

(* younger brother of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)

An app and an attitude

Wednesday, May 13th, 2009

“Eye contact is a fundamental human signal — all kinds of studies have shown, for example, how people are more likely to cooperate with one another when they can make eye contact. When we don’t have it, when we become anonymous, we not only lose some of that impulse towards cooperation, we seem to become susceptible to all kinds of behavior we might not otherwise engage in.” –Tom Vanderbilt, author of “Traffic”; interviewed by amazon.com

 

I really like the book “Traffic,” which came out last year.  One of its interesting theses is that traffic is a social issue as well as a transportation issue, and that – given how much we time we spend in our cars – understanding traffic in that context both is informed by, and helps to explain, human nature.  As someone observed when it came out, its audiobook version would be a good choice for commuters.

Excuse me, did I just collide with your inbox?

Excuse me, did I just collide with your inbox?

I thought of the idea he explicates above again this morning, when my ex-Tribune pal Drew DeVigal of the NYT twittered a link to this story: “Email ‘n walk – compose emails while on the move.”  Relevant quotation: “The subject and message fields appear over the top of a instant video feed via your iPhone’s camera.  This way you can type AND walk without worrying about what may be in front of you.”

We could wring our hands about new excuses for stepping into traffic, but as the quote up above might indicate, I’d just as soon as wring my hands about the social piece.  Vanderbilt says in “Traffic” that, in a car, eye contact stops at 20 miles an hour, adding a whole layer of danger and uncertainty to the task of driving.

Even at a snail’s pace, and while engaged in way fewer than the 1,500 to 2,500 skills necessary to drive a car, emailing and walking … well, you get the idea.  It’s not about the obstacles you run into.  It’s about the isolation that gives your subconscious self permission to feign anonymity, isolation, and total focus in the midst of distracting multitasking.

Vanderbilt again: “As the inner life of the driver begins to come into focus, it is becoming clear not only that distraction is the single biggest problem on the road, but that we have little concept of just how distracted we are.”

It could be argued that today many people not only crave distraction, they wouldn’t know how to exist without it.  But there’s no one to argue with; they’re texting from behind the wheel, or while six feet away from the curb.

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ADD END, added 5/20: Drivers in Tennessee were the worst, with 42% admitting to texting and driving, according to Vlingo Corp., a maker of voice user interface software. 

via One in four mobile users admits driving while texting. | Computerworld

Hmmm.  If both the driver and the walker are texting, how will they ever form a social contract?