Dear Owners of “Smart” Phones,
When I was little, we had a dial phone in my basement. I would play with it and listen to the “whoosh” sound the dial made as I released the numbers, and then I would quickly hang up before I accidentally called someone. We had one other phone in our house, in the kitchen to be exact, and it was a big, white rectangular box. The only difference between this phone and the dial phone in my basement is that this phone had keys. Touch tone keys! The phone had advanced significantly since Alexander Graham Bell’s invention. The telephone had advanced from connected to a wall with a cord, to a handheld portable phone, to the mobile cell phone. Fascinating… America thought. The mobile cellular phone. Sounds brilliant. We can now carry our phones around with us twenty-four seven, three hundred and sixty-five days a year. People can reach us literally anytime of any day; we will never be alone. We will never miss important messages or notifications. Now, there are these things called smart phones; they have an “app” for just about everything ranging from checking the weather, Facebook, or Twitter, to a new mother having an “app” to remember when she last fed her newborn. Just how smart are they? Do we really want to know? What the inventors of the smart phone aren’t telling us, is that the “smartness” of these phones is getting out of hand. These secrets are locked away for us to never find out, but just like every other secret out there, the secret has leaked. These phones are now capable of sensing our moods and even reading our minds; they know what application to add before we even go to the App Store to purchase them. Sounds nice, right? No more wasting time away searching for the perfect application? Wrong. These phones, these “smart” phones, are capable of knowing what you really want to say in a text message when you say, “No, I’m