3 posts tagged “mobiles”
Harry Mount’s column in The Daily Telegraph was a great laugh:
I once saw [Heather Mills] walking down Fifth Avenue in New York and was staggered by the height of her cheekbones and the depth of the groove beneath them.
But when she opens her mouth—and keeps it open for 11 minutes, as she did outside the High Court—the spell is broken. You forget the cheekbones and drown in the ocean of self-pity pouring out of that pretty mouth.
During the French state visit, clever Carla Bruni rarely broke the spell by talking. She realised, like the old pro supermodel she is, that all she has to do is look good and say nothing. …
The real difference between them, though, is in what they say—or don’t say. The answer for Heather Mills in future is to do what John Galliano did with Carla Bruni's cinched Dior outfit—belt up.
Thinking that was all that Mr Mount had to offer, I was pleasantly surprised by the final segment in his column:
A new study in the American Journal of Psychiatry claims that mobile phone addiction is a mental illness.
I’m afraid the illness is incurable; it’s related to an addiction that's been around for ever—the addiction to self.
People aren’t addicted to the phones themselves. They’re addicted to the attention they get from other people via their phones. Obsessive phoners send texts purely in the hope that they’ll get one back. They don’t ring people from the train to find anything out; only to get other people to listen to them saying nothing of any importance. Why is it that the person on the train is always doing the talking, and never the listening?
I knew there was a reason I didn’t use cellphones.
Thank goodness, someone who agrees with me.
http://blog.wired.com/gadgets/2007/07/ten-reasons-to-.html
Cellphones are irrelevant.
I agree, there are some exceptions: I think kids should have them for emergencies. Ditto for doctors. I see no problem about a car phone for emergencies. But as a business tool, I have always gone without them. Sure, I occasionally take one out of town, and a very small circle of people know that number, but it is a treat, not a habit.
If cellphones disappeared today, it would not alter my life. I still have my calling card for pay phones.
Plus, with the radiation slowly taking out sperm, I will be the only remaining male in New Zealand who is fertile by 2012.
God bless Simon Young for the link.
Foreign-ad time for our non-Kiwi readers. I thought I had already blogged about this, but that must have been the first time I was in 2007, not after my accident in 2040 where I woke up and it was 33 years before.
This is not as funny or as witty as the Lift and Tui commercials I posted before, but it just gets you through sheer cheek, cuteness and the ‘Aw’ factor.
People diss Telecom New Zealand for using cuddly animals, but this time, I think it works. I am waiting for some lobby group to say this will encourage cellphone use at a young age and for these puppets to be put into the same class as Joe Camel.
The ram is priceless.
Un pub pour l’équivalent de France Télécom en Nouvelle-Zélande. La compagnie s’est servi les vrai animaux dans les années 80 et 90, mais l’industrie n’a pas acclamé cela publicités. Le nouveau pub a pour vedette les animaux d’appartement, avec plus d’humour.