The Smartphone Film


this short film

has been getting a lot of social media circulation, often followed by people gasping at the thought.


What gets me about the film isn’t the film itself, but the way people are reacting to it. People are reacting as if the film is eye-opening. They call it haunting, as if they never realized the world could be this way.


As someone who does not, and will not, own a smartphone, I can tell you that this is exactly what it’s like to live in this world without one. In fact, it’s been this way for a few years now. This is nothing new. This is not poignant. And it certainly is not an exaggeration.


What’s worse is that, if you try politely, or teasingly, to ask someone to put away their smartphone, you will get a bunch of shit for it. You’ll be treated like a grammar nazi, and either ridiculed, or ignored. Meanwhile, the fun, engaging board game that should take 30 minutes drags on the entire night and feels more like a chore. You’re not only missing out on life, you’re holding up the show.


I have come to accept this as yet another way people show their utter ingratitude for living to the world. I accepted it years ago. But I am blown away to see those same people only just now realizing it, probably because they saw a video on their smartphones.

Published in: on September 5, 2013 at 4:43 pm  Comments (1)  
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Praise Poorly Eked

Sorry, folks, but I’m going to have to write about Angelina Jolie. You have left me no choice.

I think I must be missing something, because I’m seeing a lot of chatter out there about Ms. Jolie’s alleged bravery, about her incredible courage. I’m seeing lengthy declarations of admiration all over peoples’ Facebook pages. And, somehow, the actress’s surgery has sparked a series of heated debates over women’s rights.

My question is: what’s with all the hubbub?

She has led a fabulous life. She has accomplished her dreams, and then some. She has risen to a level of stardom that seems to have staying power—in an industry that encourages its female talent to retire at age 23. Also, she can buy you.

So, to increase the odds of being able to enjoy this sensational and glamorous lifestyle for as long as humanly possible, she decided to cut off her tits. Because she might get cancer. Probably a good decision, given her genetic diagnosis; but, still… is it really, like, brave?

Look, I’m all for cheering on cancer survivors. They go through this stuff every day, and never look for an applause (in fact, a cancer survivor once told me that it is annoying when people go up to him and say, “You’re so brave.”) Cancer specialists, too. When was the last time you saw an article written by a cancer specialist provoke a bunch of righteous lauding on Twitter?

Will I be cheering on one of the wealthiest celebrities on the planet for going through preemptive surgery to reduce the risk of getting any cancer at all? Sorry, but that seems entirely unnecessary. She didn’t win a battle—she paid good money to avoid one. I’ll save my rah-rah-rah’s for people who never get to hear it.

Girls Will Run The World

    A fellow blogger, whom I respect dearly, recently posted about the new Steve Carrell film: Crazy Stupid Love. She opened by noting that men no longer make grand gestures for the women they love, especially those they are about to lose, or have not won yet.

    I agree that these gestures are vital to successful partnerships of any kind. I also agree that they’re probably missing, these days. I posted a comment, which I have copied below, regarding my personal theory as to why. No it’s not, “Chivalry is dead and women killed it.” Nor is it, “You wanted equality—now you got it.” Those theories are ridiculous and only partially true.


    Oh come now.

    The hopeless romantic isn’t dead, he’s terrified. Female empowerment has finally taken a firm hold on his balls. There’s still more squeezing to come, I think, before women have a strong enough sense of identity to lessen the grip. It’s understandable—recovery from being treated as second class citizens does not come easy.

    The new woman scares him. This modern woman; Beyonce and all that. Man has always been terrified of women. Why else would he have oppressed them? Once he sees they’re not a threat, he can begin to reasses his own identity, and the cycle of gender evolution continues.

    Man is actually a sucker for romance, for grand gestures. Man is vain. Most gifts are vanity in disguise. Man loves to be loved. But that vanity, that need to be loved, is much more fragile in man than it is in woman. Man doesn’t watch romantic movies because man will simply crumble before the screen. Besides, man has his own media-enforced programming to cope with. Man’s social confusion is often overlooked, which is understandable because it is definitely not their turn.

    If I don’t stop here this’ll end up a book, so I’m stopping. Just be patient. Have a little faith. Man isn’t romantically retarded; man is retarded.


    To check out the original post from the blog of Eleanor Gwyn-Jones, From a Corner of a Foreign Field, click here.

Published in: on August 12, 2011 at 12:58 am  Comments (3)  
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