Ten Things Mobile Phones Will Make Obsolete
An anonymous reader writes "recombu.com has an article examining ten things mobile phones will make obsolete, including phone booths, wristwatches and handheld games consoles. It's interesting to see how many devices have been absorbed into mobile phone technology, and it raises the question: are we better off having everything in one device? The author poignantly concludes that while it's great to have so much power at our fingertips, it does mean that some of us will rely on mobile phones for even basic mental tasks, which is great until the battery runs out." See also Isaac Asimov's The Feeling of Power.
1. Being able to hear the other person clearly.
2. Ability to have a safe drive.
3. Going ten minutes in public without hearing some inane tune over and over.
4. Ability to recognize crazy people as those talking loudly when nobody else is nearby.
5. Ability for state agents to commit crimes without bystanders having photograph evidence.
Humans, after we all die from cell phone radiation.
They also make stones obsolete. I don't long have to throw rocks at a window, I can just throw my phone.
Too late. While you were writing your post, a cellphone took your job.
[X] Convenient. You don't have to pull them out of your pocket or purse to see what time it is.
[X] You can get them dirt cheap (under $10) so if they break, get wet washing the dishes, fall in the toilet - no big deal. Try that with your cell phone.
[X] One for day and one for evening wear - they are a fashion accessory.
[X] If they get rained on a bit, big deal. Most are water-resistant.
[X] It's harder to steal a wristwatch than a cellphone
[X] It's harder to forget your wristwatch on the roof of your car, at home, or at the office than a cellphone
[X] I might be convinced to buy a CowboyNeal writstwatch as a joke item, but never a CowboyNeal cellphone.
They are discussing AT&T, not their sex life.
Faster! Faster! Faster would be better!
Next you're going to ask for Emacs to get a decent text editor.
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