Sunday, September 15th, 2013
Apparently, I’m not alone. Since the first generation iPhone was released a mere six(™) years ago, it has become the single most ubiquitous, mythologized, and revered bits of technological innovation of this generation. With this reverence has also come fear and skepticism: is being connected at any time and place to any time place really good for us? Is it zapping our attention spans? Flattening our knowledge? Dampening our in-person social interactions?
Of course, complaining about the iPhone is a little bit like complaining about the refrigerator; it’s here to stay, so what’s the point? But these conflicting, dissonant feelings about the iPhone that we all, to some extent, share, are very real, and they’re what you’ll see conveyed and wrestled with in the iPhone-related Six-Word Memoirs. Oh, and P.S., don’t panic: the Six-Word iPhone app is on its way. —Daniel Goldman
Lost my iphone…who are you?
Stupid smart iphone: “menstruation” became “masturbation.”
Today’s iPhones are game boys reinvented.
Hardly recognized kids without their iPhones.
O’Henry redux: sold iPhone, bought Beats.
Nothing new under sun. Except iPhones.
Thinking of having iPhone surgically removed.
Idea. Rotary IPhone accessory. I’m old.
Awoke with iphone dent on face.