The short attention span and other stories – I

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29/09/2014 by Siddiqui Fayesal

Yes, so what was I talking about?

Well, yeah, that’s the story about us, innit?

My previous post, regarding social media, here, was about how social media has its share of bane and boos and its ramifications are all too clear for all of us to see.

One of the most irritating ones, in my most humble opinion, is our shortening attention span. It was in school that my professors used to tell me how our attention span sucked and how easy it was for us to be distracted. So, yeah, the short attention span issue is real old. I’m guessing my dad probably heard the same thing form his teachers and so on. The television was called the idiot box. The mobile phones are called smart phones.

Has our thought process completely changed and did a 360? From being booed and regarded as an effective way to kill, nay murder, time to letting devices taking control over us, have we missed the train of thought somewhere in the last decade?

I like technology, guys. I’m not those doomsday addicts and groupie who look with disgust upon everything that has a pulley and a lever.

Like Alice says in one of the Dilbert strips; Technology be good.

I understand it; I accept it and I love how, if you control it, it helps get work done in a jiffy. But the trend is of not controlling, but letting go. We don’t remember telephone numbers now. We don’t know the numbers of our own parents and siblings. I had a friend’s friend tell the friend, who in turn told me, about how 16 year old kids in America couldn’t read the clock if it wasn’t digital.

Appalling? You’re damn well, right!Out here in India I can say without fear of contradiction that this is NOT possible. All of us know how to read the darn two hand normal wrist watch! But, I really cannot say what it would be like in the next 5 years or so.

The speed of evolution in our devices was slower earlier. Now it happens over a few weekends. I remember the small screen mobile phones when they were launched in India. The green lit background with large vulgar fonts and a battery life to wade through a week was what I began the journey with. And it’s been ONLY 9 years to graduate to the sleek devices we use now. The razor thin body, the crystal clear graphics, the octa-core processors and a RAM equivalent to a desktop computer is considered normal. Anything slower than the fad is just not worth the ten thousand bucks that you would pay for it. Pay another ten thousand to buy the best.

Then it is obsolete in half a year.

Siddiqui F.

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