Hello!! I'm back, I'm back! You must be wondering why posts have become so sparse recently. Everybody's wondering. It's apparently the new black to wonder about Pete's procrastination in posting.
Listen. This is completely fictional, but I know you need to hear it. I need to get it off my chest anyway. I was stuck in an elevator. Between the 19th floor and the 20th floor.* And I didn't have my smart phone with me, because I had thought that maybe I had reached that point in my education where I was smart enough to use a dumb phone.
I mean, it sure seems that our country keeps getting dumber and our phones keep getting smarter. It sure seems that our country is inputting children and outputting drones. Dumb drones. Drones that run on fast food and fast money and fast cars and fast phones. A culture consumed with consumption, talking to the mirror about who owns the largest TV. They don't think because they don't want to think because they don't need to think because their iPhone thinks for them. The people with dumb phones are the clever ones!
I think it goes back to how constraints feed productivity- how the frame completes the picture. If I pressed all the keys on the piano at once, you wouldn't think me very clever, would you? You'd probably say something like, "Pete, that's a piano, not a couch." But if I play just a few keys- that is, if I restrain myself to just a few keys at a time- and I do it in a somewhat straightforward sequence, well then it just sounds grand. (PUN. Unintentional. Really.) So also with people and their phones. And along these lines of thinking, I'm sure you'll reach the obvious conclusion as I did: the smartest people in the world have no phones at all :) These are the people you want to sit down and talk to for hours (I mean, you can't call them anyway, so pull over a chair, eh?).
Someday, when I grow up, I'm gonna ditch this so-called-smart-phone and read a lot of books in a leather chair with my big family all around me. I'll invite you over for some kombucha or something.
This'll be me. Just you wait.
So but I'm back from that whole elevator excuse and ready to post much more frequently.
* WOAH! Fiction? ...or...analogy?