Hand Crack: The Use of Cell Phones

I never thought that I would feel this way. I was too young in the 60s to take drugs. I was high on life in the 70s as a child enjoying the bicentennial, baseball, hot dogs and apple pie. In the 80s, I was ready to get out of school, graduate and making the most of my first adult decision, voting for President Ronald Regan. In the 90s, all businesses seemed to gain the conglomerate mentality the key term became "key term" synonymous with we can narrowcast and make the most of the economic dollar. Thus slimming the value of people and increasing our net profits. So as the world turned into the new millennium, we as a country became reclusive and began using...our cell phones.

I was dazed. As I transformed and identified with my children. I poised the ability to be present and not there at all. Just by holding this item in my hand I could express my self. This is me...I am here and everyone I know can know it too, GPs-Sing! I'm in class and text me, we can talk in class and no one knows if I just adjust the volume. How fast do you talk with your fingers, then, message. Oh, now I know you heard me. The teacher standing in front of class, blah, blah, blah, blah...lol! Gaming...done not in the tradition of hunters as great as Elmer Fudd, but I'm gonna still catch me a rabbit. Let me look for a download.

Hand Crack! Can you dig it man, I ponder hippies of yester year exclaiming. Check out the groovy wallpaper...hey, did you notice that guy, it looks like he's drowning in that fountain. Wha...as I continued this acid-like experience on my fingers. Gay Talese, the sexual revolution isn't dead! If I powerup to the web it slaps me in the face in advertising ...look at that girls thong! and it just popped up. My friend IMs me...groooooovy man.

Then without even moving my butt, I can enter another room of strangers that I do'nt even know. Then my IM buddy sends me another message from where ever he is...oh, there you are. And it says this is far out! This is a blast...this crack remembers for me. databooks, picture storing, music, games, looking at you...hey where are we now...this is groovy. 2009, It's the 60's all over again...cool man this is heavy. What would Joan Didon have to say? I have no idea, but today I feel like "Easy Rider." My IM buddy answering back.. who is knight rider. I say a newspaper from a long time ago and think to myself this hand crack is great.