Yesterday, sitting at lunch, I wondered, “Where is the closest ATM”? I grabbed my iPhone. I was about to Google for a location and then thought, “Bank of America must have an App for that.” I downloaded the app. Thought, “Hmm, nice interface, I can do banking from here. ” So I transferred some money to my daughter’s account; then, I looked up the ATM and drove to the drive-in window. (First time, I had been to a drive-in ATM in ten years, but that’s a different story.) Tried to reach for the ATM and couldn’t. Opened my car door, stretched, grunted and thought, “This is stupid. I could be doing this from my iPhone. The only thing the ATM needs to do is spit out the cash.”
Another nail in the coffin of the mouse; another nail waiting to be forged. (A kiosk is a cyborg-mouse.) When I look at my iPhone, I see a mouse-killer, a keyboard killer, a web-site killer, a kiosk-killer. Over the past several weeks, my iPhone has drained away mouse clicks with Weather, Maps, Yelp, Stock, Flight Update, Google, Bing, Wikipedia, CNN, Open Table, Amazon, Bank-of-America and Fandango touches. I prefer using the iPhone over my laptop, my home computer.
…and I am an old man…and we are at the hot gates
