{"id":7121,"date":"2011-12-29T00:49:23","date_gmt":"2011-12-29T06:49:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.andybox.com\/?p=7121"},"modified":"2011-12-29T01:02:32","modified_gmt":"2011-12-29T07:02:32","slug":"blinded-by-an-apple","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.andybox.com\/?p=7121","title":{"rendered":"Blinded by an Apple"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Smartphones are addictive. If you have one, you might already realize that. I&#8217;ve had one for a few years now, but it wasn&#8217;t until I got an iPhone with easy Internet access and 200,000+ available apps that I truly became an addict. Almost any time I have a free moment, I reach for my phone to check personal and work email, Facebook, various news sites, the weather, my financial accounts, or sports scores. I check it before I run. I check it after I run. I check it at the grocery store. I check it first thing when I wake up and last thing before I go to sleep. I even check it on the pot. (don&#8217;t lie &#8211; you do it, too!) <\/p>\n<p>When Jenny and I leave US mobile coverage for a cruise and I shut off my phone for a few days, I go through withdrawal. Ask Jenny how many times I reached fruitlessly to my hip on our last cruise in October. I felt cut off from the world, and it took a few days to adjust. At first my iPhone was just a fun toy. Now it&#8217;s an obsession. <\/p>\n<p>Fortunately or unfortunately, I&#8217;m not the only one. Jenny does it. Most of my friends with smartphones do it. Our obsession leads to a curious phenomenon when we get together with other people:<\/p>\n<p><strong>Instead of talking with each other, we bury our heads in our phones.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Have you noticed that? It doesn&#8217;t seem to be a problem with our parents&#8217; generation. Perhaps it&#8217;s because they simply aren&#8217;t obsessed with their smartphones, even though many of them have jumped on the smartphone bandwagon for various reasons. Perhaps it&#8217;s because they still believe that spending time with friends and family should involve actual interaction rather than simply sharing the same air in the same room.<\/p>\n<p>Are we hiding? Feeling shy? Maybe. As a shy person, I can understand that. People tend to leave you alone when you&#8217;re playing on your phone, interpreting it as a GO AWAY sign. Interaction can be stressful, and your smartphone is a paper bag to pull over your head. In some cases, maybe we just don&#8217;t like the people nearby. Or maybe we&#8217;ve had a hard day and just need to be alone in a crowd of people. <\/p>\n<p>But in many cases, at least for me, it can be the addiction. I want to engage with the people around me, but I&#8217;m drawn to the phone like an alcoholic to a fifth of Jack or a smoker to a pack of cigarettes. I read articles on my phone sometimes when I&#8217;m watching the boys. I&#8217;ve played on my phone during dinner with my family. I&#8217;ve been to family gatherings with people I hardly ever see, and some of us simply sit there and text or read their Twitter and Facebook feeds. I&#8217;ve looked around during our home group meeting and seen almost every person silently fiddling with their phones.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Why do we bother being together if we&#8217;re not going to actually <em>be <\/em>together?<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Obviously my little blog post can&#8217;t change the world, but I can pledge to you that I will try to change myself. <strong>When I&#8217;m with my friends or family, unless I&#8217;m tending to some urgent business or looking up something worthwhile to share with you, I will do my best to keep my phone stowed.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Smartphones are addictive. If you have one, you might already realize that. 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