Every year I like to treat myself to a little present from me to me. After a year or so of lusting, wanting, yearning and wishing, I have finally bit the bullet and bought myself what seems to be the most intelligent instrument I have ever had my hands on, the illustrious icon of human revolution: the iPhone. In the 1950s, NASA started sending wavelengths to space in the hopes to communicate with intelligent extraterrestrial life; clearly the iPhone is the product of this allied attempt, as it seems to be some sort of advanced alien technology not derivative of human capability. I now walk around armed with more technology in my pocket than the astronauts equipped themselves with on their maiden voyage to the moon in 1969.
Yes folks it seems that I have fallen victim to the clever marketing tactics of the Apple Cooperation, as I am a Macbook user, own two iPods, and now the iPhone. What have I become, am I merely a lemming that has fallen in line with the masses? Perhaps…but I will tell you something, I have no words to describe how amazing this little device is. I have only owned it for about 72 hours and it has already changed my life in so many ways that I don’t know how I ever managed to function without it; it completes me. I will not ramble on about it’s virtual infinite possibilities and applications, but I will say this: if Steve Jobs offered me some tasty kool aid and asked me to lie down and take a nap, I may be so hypnotized by his ingenuity that I just may follow suit.
