Cell Cultureism

 When I see someone sitting across from me, suddenly turning pale and gasping "Oh no, I forgot my cell phone!", I see an addict. A phone is a phone is a phone, it's not your best friend. It's a machine that has a purpose of communicating when necessary. No one needs to know every thought in your head, people. Texting has a place but not constantly. The addictive idiocy of having to "keep in touch" over nothing important all day and night, is an indication of sick compulsive behaviour. If your social circle demands that you carry around a piece of plastic to enter into the thing any and every thought that goes through your empty mind, think. If you can. Most of us who take time for serious thought are not addicted to the mountainous pile of nothing important that most cell phones are used for. Cell phones are a very useful tool. But they are tools, not best friends. Laws and rules are having to be passed to ban cell phones from classrooms. Now, who, in their right mind, wants to have phones in classrooms?  How stupid can we humans be? Does reality not enter our environments? When you are learning something, distraction is what you don't want and it isn't moot. Cell phones for social or business purposes are fine, under the right circumstances. But learning and working are not places for chit chatting about nothings. Some cell phone addicts can't quit their habit even though it interferes with their jobs and all sorts of other unrelated things that really matter. They will admit they are addicted.  Of course, there should be no cell phones, particularly, on the job or in classrooms. One of the excuses for such, I heard a teacher likely addicted itself, say, is to "teach" the use of cell phones.  I don't think so. That's like taking on measles to learn about measles. If you teach about cell phones, supply cell phones in the classroom.  Come on, people! The ever present cell phone madness of this sort is fortunately  dying due to rot and what a welcome disappearance it will be.