Regular readers will know that I don’t have a cell phone, not even a dumb one. I grew up in an era where one actually left the office once in a while just to avoid the telephone. Now that I am retired, why would I want that squawking while I’m enjoying the park or a beer?
But now, in the true spirit of twenty-first century consumer capitalism, a chap in New York has come up with the perfect gift for me — the NoPhone! It does nothing and “simulates the exact weight and dimensions of your most beloved gadget in order to alleviate any feelings of inadequacy generated by the absence of a real smartphone,”
I know it is an extravagance, but I definitely want the $15 NoPhone Selfie version which comes with an adhesive-backed mirror.
As I walk along the Drive, I can juggle the NoPhone in my pocket along with my Pet Rock. What fun!