Last week, I walked into Verizon with my younger son andbought a new phone. Wait, it's not a new phone. It's a tiny, itty computer with the notion of phone. It's a "phone" with more power, 8 times over, than the first computer that I purchased back in the stone ages. It's a phone that can play music and send things to print and organize my meetings. I can even talk to it if I want to.
And within an hour, my Blackberry was calling out an SOS. In a couple of weeks, I'm going to give it to my older son, and then I will be Blackberry-less for real.
Around 2005, I purchased my first Blackberry and I thought my life was forever changed. As I teach online, I was able to put out brushfires in my classes in the airport or on the beach. I was able to even blog, for goodness sake, from my phone.
I learned to type with my thumbs. I learned to look for the red signal beating out a new message. It was my friend, my alarm clock, my information conduit.
But the world has moved on from the Blackberry model. Now I can cram my iPod, my Kindle, my phone into one device. I can't type very well on it yet, but I'll learn. I'll adjust.
And one day in a decade or less, I'll get a new device that will do new things. It's all sort of fun technological miracle and wonder. A sea of new, though the one thing that no phone seems to do any better than it did was make a call.
Can you hear me now?
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