Digital Shmigital

This is Jamie.
    Everywhere you look there is a cell phone, a laptop, an ipod, a bluetooth headset.  Wow, even my computer recognizes "Bluetooth" as a word not incorrectly spelled but as the wireless networking device so recently created as yet another technological advance.  How much faith can we put in these devices?  Numerous studies have shown that cell phones give us cancer (what doesn't?) and the headphones attached to our ipods are permanently damaging our hearing!  Young people especially do not think about these consequences and will put faith in these skinny, lightweight seemingly animate objects in some serious ways.

    The internet is scary!  You type in your credit card number with every piece of your financial account information into your laptop to buy movies, books, clothes, vibrators, etc. and no one thinks twice about it! I know my mother (there I go mentioning my parent in the same vicinity of "vibrators") will go on the internet and shop, shop, shop, yet if I ask for the last four numbers of her social security over the phone for insurance purposes while I'm at the doctor, she screams, "MAKE SURE YOU TEAR IT UP!! BE CAREFUL WITH THAT!"

    Hackers are smart.  When was the last time you met a computer-expert who was dumb?  Remember Bill Gates? Pocket-protector, big glasses, suspender-wearing NERDS!  They know it all and some of them will try to invade your life.  My brother had his identity stolen not too long ago.  Bye, bye bank account!  I should mention that my brother is extremely technologically and computer-savvy aside from his sheer brilliance in a variety of other areas.  He is the last person to take a risk and lives by the motto, "proper, prior planning prevents poor performance"  My point being that even someone who is super careful can get struck by the hands of the scary internet world.  YOU could be next!

   Recently, I put all of my good faith into my trusty MacBook.  Saved all my files including my lengthy Senior Thesis and a research paper about the Inca Civilization of Peru.  You might imagine that the latter was not one of the most simple pieces of writing to formulate so its loss was quite the tragedy.  Once I was able to pick my jaw and all of my insides off the floor of the uncomfortably warm study room I had been residing in for weeks, I did everything I could to recover these documents.  I spent about an hour on the phone with Mac & Microsoft Word tech experts because my faith in this rectangular thing with buttons had led me to believe that programs that shut down "unexpectedly" will find the files it closed during.  It was no use.  Even after a trip to the Apple store, no one could help me except for giving me a free, new installation of a non-corrupted version of the very program that had essentially ruined my life (for the time being).  Thanks for nothing, technology.