Smart phones, foolish choices

I’ve been somewhat buried in a candidate-cataloging project (and, believe me, I’m grateful to be so buried) that I neglected to point out this superb piece by Beth Teitell in the Boston Sunday Globe, as well as its sidebar by Katie Johnston. Bonus in the print edition: a headline off the jump that reads: “That glow in the woods isn’t the campfire.”

The articles concern the tyranny of smart phones and all manner of electronica, which make people, particularly executives but also children, accessible 24/7.

Coupled with this ease of access, or perhaps because of it, is a sense (or a hope) that the job just can’t get done without the executive in question. As a result, a harried professional sacrifices what’s left of his or her free time and non-work identity on the altar of constant information. Lost also, in many cases, are the experiences of being in the moment with family, friends or just oneself in an exotic locale, or even just on the beach with a book.

Electronica is as insidious and addictive as it is useful. Though I fear my days of relying on my dinosaur of a cell phone (a dumb device I made dumber by telling my carrier to disable text messaging — I didn’t want to pay even a nickel for marketing spam), I’ll do my best to keep from becoming a slave to connectivity.

But given how chained I am to Facebook and Twitter (and, increasingly, WordPress), I doubt I stand a chance.

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