It’s understandable, friends. There is a human longing to be connected to…. hang on a second, I’ve got to send a quick email, excuse me.
What’s the deal with looking at the smart phone every couple of minutes, every few seconds, what’s the …
It is addictive, this feeling of being connected, of having the world at your fingertips. A moment of total control in an out of control world when you stop to make your phone do something cool, smart, informative, interactive.
In elementary school, for me decades ago, when any of this was the domain of the smartest science fiction writers, a teacher described a psychological experiment that has a lesson in it for all of us today…. wait, got a message coming in, hang on.
They hooked an electrode up to the pleasure center of a rat’s brain. Many rats were hooked up this way. They had a button to push to give them a jolt of pleasure, the equivalent of an orgasm. It took the rats a very short time to make the connection between pressing this button and the immediate jolt of pleasure.
The scientists were not all that shocked to find that every rat died with his or her paw on this button. There was no reason for them not to keep pressing it and it was irresistible, after all.
I had something more to say, but my phone is now fully charged and I’m thinking of downloading the electrode to the pleasure center app. I’m sure someone is developing it… hold on, there’s a notification.
Shoot, just an email, I’d better answer that.