On that note of technological skepticism, may I present to you a few observations on cell phones. Consider this:

Here we see a piece of performance art done by Nick Rodrigues on the perils of becoming one with the phone. Basically, it's a commentary about how we shut out interactions with other human life forms and goings on in our vicinity because we choose to walk around with the phone attached to our ears, tuning in instead to someone somewhere else.
Okay...information phone calls aside: do we really need to be on these danged things as much as is observed on the streets, in cafes, etc.?
Now consider this (as experienced by myself these past few days):
1) A teenager on her phone, talking loudly, yet casually to a friend about something while simultaneously walking up to a man on a boardwalk who is trying to play Mozart on an elaborate set of water-filled glasses and the gathered crowd who have come to listen to him.
2) Me, pretending to be on my phone to avoid having to say as much as "good morning" to someone in front of my building because it's early in the morning and I don't much feel like talking.
Now, as bad as that second thing makes me sound, what do we see here? In number one, a girl is not only bothering others around her who are trying to listen (mainly me, who turned around and gave her a direct look), but she is also losing out on a chance to enjoy some well-played musical glasses. I mean, it's life -- interesting, beautiful, serene -- happening right in front of you! Your friend, wherever she is, can wait. Or, if it's really that important, you could move out of earshot of the rest of us. Just saying. And then we take a look at yours truly in the second scenario, where I am using the phone to blatantly avoid real life (i.e. people with whom I could potentially be interacting). I may have known exactly what I was doing in this instance, but it still doesn't make my misuse of a portable phone any better than that of Loud Cell Phone Girl.
With all the things our phones can do nowadays (and heck, they can pretty much tuck you into bed and sing you the lullaby Momma used to sing), are we also using them as our own personal phone booths/escape pods? Does it really take a good cold to pry us from our beloved devices and launch us back into real time?

