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February, 2011

  1. Tech Love

    February 9, 2011 by Asim

    So I just read that Marketing Professors at Arizona State University say its possible for people to have “Material possession love” where they spend more time and money on possessions than they would on a loved one.

    This actually considered a phenomenon common among Gun, Bicycle, computer or car owners, who easily spend six times as much on accessories and complementary services than a normal person would.

    The research is showing that “in some cases, consumers became emotionally attached to possessions as real substitutes in what resembled human relationships.

    Which makes the fact i’ve ordered a new tower case, cooling fan, graphics card and monitor all the more disturbing.


  2. On Maps

    February 7, 2011 by Asim

    Remember maps? Those things printed on paper that depicted an area which could be read and interpreted. You may be more used to their digital cousins, Internet Route mapping and GPS units.

    I may sound archaic but I miss using maps to find and plan my routes I used to at least get a sense of accomplishment whenever I made it somewhere safely. There was always an element of pride when figuring out problems for yourself now with GPS coming as standard, its like taking any self of accomplishment along with the need to think out of driving.GPS Unit

    I am a hideous driver at the best of times I can barely drive, the dude who passed me was insane that day so you’d think I’d love GPS but I can’t even tie my shoelaces when someone is talking to me let alone listen to directions while driving.

    My inability to drive aside, I do feel technology is being used to great lengths to remove our needs to think and fend for ourselves. We are blindly following routes as they are mapped out for us, I’m reminded of stories of people driving into rivers and people driving on train tracks because they listen to their GPS saying “Turn Left Now” and people blindly obeying.

    Maybe one day a week I’ll attempt to live Amish style just to see if I can fend for myself. I’ll probably fail.