If there is one thing that defines the modern generation it is outsourcing - the ability to delegate all of life's big and little issues to someone else. Handing over those tasks and responsibilities in order to focus on one's own tiny pocket of expertise has seen us deploy domestic
Editorial: It's on the tip of my finger
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But although Google and the internet has undoubtedly made life easier, has it made it richer?
Information has replaced intellect and, although I am without doubt one of the worst offenders, it appears we have outsourced our brain to our back pocket, wherein we keep the ever-so-aptly named smart phone.
Thinking can be so dreadfully time consuming. Thank goodness we now have a device to do that for us. At Sir Bob's talk, I spotted a former colleague of considerable reputation whose name had escaped me. I pulled out my phone and Googled for it.
When we got home I couldn't remember what temperature to cook lasagne at, so I Googled it.
I then had to add two parts olive oil to one part balsamic vinegar and utterly unable to effect a simple equation in my head to figure out the proportions, I used the calculator on my phone. It was one step up from a ready-made salad dressing, but only just.
The smart phone is ironically achieving the exact opposite in its users, and a sinister symbiosis has emerged which is seeing our own intellect decrease in inverse proportions to the growing power of the electronic devices at our disposal. There is no doubt some sort of statistical way of measuring the slow decay, but until they invent a phone app to calculate it, I'll be damned if I can figure it out myself.
Sir Bob blamed television along with the internet for the gradual vegetation of our minds. While he grew up reading books about the great classical heroes, our children are busy soaking up information on what Kim Kardashian ate for lunch and who looked hot at the Oscars.
I was inspired. It made me want to read. Sadly, in a recent shift I'd decided that books were obsolete and had given most of them away. But I did have a newly minted Sony e-reader which I'd been meaning to fire up and use for quite some time. I turned it on, determined to download something worthy and improving to read. Except I couldn't figure out how it worked. Fortunately I didn't need to, because I pulled out my smart phone and Googled it.