I left my house without my phone the other day and could not be bothered to go back to get it. Sure, I can be totally disconnected for a day, I thought to myself. It will be good for me.
Its a long time since I have been phoneless. Its not as if I am a teenager who feels her phone to be a necessary limb, is it? It would surely mean that I would be truly in the moment; not distracted by social-media froth, not needing to know the news as it happens, unable to answer emails or text various offspring my various and inane instructions. Instead, I would be in the world, communicating deeply and authentically with it. Poor world. For I awaited this cloched epiphany of disconnection. I wanted to say that everything was more meaningful now that I was no longer elsewhere (ie online). I wanted to feel the moral superiority, or at least maturity, of those people who proudly announce they dont do Facebook/Twitter/Instagram in the same way they once would have announced they didnt watch TV.
Lägg ned diskussionen om att Android är lika säkert som iOS – de spelar inte i samma liga
Så var det dags igen – ett stort antal appar i den officiella butiken för Android har visat sig innehålla bedräglig, farlig kod och precis som vanligt så upptäcks de apparna långt efter det att de har laddats upp till…
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