August 4, 2008 – 8:52 am
Topic: Cell Phones: A Public Nuisance?
A Constitutional RightWhat’s the point of having a cell phone if you can’t use it in public? People might get mad and think that it’s rude, but then again, hasn’t everyone who owns a phone used it while driving or in an establishment at some point or another? What is the point of having a mobile phone, if it’s not mobile?It is maddening being on the highway and having another driver straddle the dotted lines, taking up both lanes, only to pass them and see they’re on their cell phone. I’ve been known to yell “GET OFF YOUR PHONE” to other drivers, or to jerk my car in front of theirs, swerve from lane to lane, while pretending to be on a cell phone, just to wake them up. It’s not irrational at all.But it’s not the phone that’s the problem; it’s the idiot who is driving. Cell phones are no more of a distraction than radios, dvd players, GPS devices, devouring fast food, having a date sitting shot-gun, reading, adjusting the iPod, being a new driver or being a very old driver. All of these things are horrible behind the wheel. So why does the cell phone in particular get such a bad reputation? Some people are so connected to their devices that they are disconnected from the world. Some people are so blinded by their rage, that they can’t see the good around them. We all notice the one or two idiots a day that drive poorly while on their cell phone, but we don’t really pay attention to the good drivers on cell phones. When we’re on the road, it’s easy to pay attention to the bad stuff, because we have to maneuver to keep safe, but the good stuff goes unnoticed. It bugs me, as much as it does anyone else, seeing someone become an idiot behind the wheel because they’re chatting it up on the phone, but we shouldn’t go the drastic Dutch route and ban cellular phones while on the road. A person should be allowed to talk when-ever; it’s our First Amendment Right. It doesn’t say, “Talk only when it’s polite,” or “don’t say anything too loud.” Granted, most overheard phone conversations are about the latest gossip or what people have done with their day, not some radical political or religious rant. It is, however, still their Constitutional right to say as they please, wherever they please. Cell phones get bad raps because of the way people use them in public. The ringtones are getting more and more annoying now that people can download their favorite M.T.V. pop. song and make the world endure such hits as Bust It Baby or Get Like Me which are all currently in the top ten most downloaded ringtones. I never heard these songs, but I’m sure I will someday, when I’m reading a newspaper and drinking a coffee at my favorite bookstore, some punk kid will stroll in on his way to buy a double-frothy-extra-shot-mochalaccachino and his phone will become a blaring record player telling me to “get loose.” The kid will then answer his phone, go up to the counter and tell the counter-help to hold on.Even that rude kid is protected by the United States Constitution, whether we like it or not. We can’t start limiting Freedom of Speech, even if we don’t like it. That’s the point of the amendment to begin with.People know that they shouldn’t chew with your mouth open, that they should look a person in the eyes when they shake hands, that if they bump into someone accidentally, that you should say “excuse me.” Some people are not self-aware enough to realize that no one thinks they’re busy and important, when they talk on their phone, that people just think they’re rude.Car accidents are going to happen, and jerks will always be jerks. It doesn’t mean that we should ban cell phone use in public, or pullover drivers because they’re on a phone. Even jerks are protected by The Constitution.
Cell Phone Etiquette Lacking
You have to look awful hard to find a more annoying and aggravating piece of modern tech-nology than the cell phone.Oh sure, I get mad at my computer on a daily basis for slow response time.And I’m not too happy every time my satellite TV loses its signal because of a strong wind or a few drops of rain just as the game-winning field goal is about to leave the kicker’s foot.Those annoyances pale in comparison to my growing disdain for cell phones and in particular, cell phone users.When they first hit the market, cell phones were viewed as a convenience for those times when it just wasn’t possible to make a call from home, work or even a payphone.What better way to feel secure when traveling than to have your very own phone right there with you in the car in case of an emergency, right?When I purchased my first cell phone, it was for one reason and one reason only. I wanted to make sure that my adolescent daughter could contact me any time she needed me as my role of father blurred with the role of taxi cab driver, taking her and her friends from one stop to another at a jet-setting pace. Somewhere along the way, the cell phone became a growing entity that invaded our lives in nightmarish fashion.The abusers of cell phones – and you know who you are – have taken all the comforts and trappings of home and moved them into their vehicles.Everywhere you turn, people young and old, male and female, are driving around town yapping into their cell phones like they were sitting across the kitchen table gabbing with a neighbor. As a nation, has our attention span shrunk so significantly that the mundane task of driving to the store for a gallon of milk needs to be filled with trivial talk?And speaking of stores, the negligence and lack of etiquette shown by cell phone abusers in store parking lots and inside shopping markets is enough to make one scream in frustration.Years ago, I lost track of how many times I had to slam on my brakes as a driver – going against the traffic and seemingly thinking the parking lot was their own personal driveway – happily squawked into their cell phone oblivious to the screech of tires just inches from their vehicle.One day, I had had enough and decided to follow the young woman who had just cut me off. As she crossed lanes of traffic without looking right or left, I followed her until she barreled into a parking spot and hopped out of her tiny sports car; her cell phone still seemingly surgically attached to her ear.I startled her when I pulled up alongside her and in so many kind and helpful words, asked her if she may have forgotten to look both ways as she was crossing lane after lane of traffic.Her response nearly set me off more than her actions when, unapologetic, she told me that she didn’t even see me. Didn’t even see me? My huge truck nearly t-boned her tiny and shiny tin can and she never even saw me because she was so deeply engrossed in her phone conversation? Didn’t even see me? I had to wonder how many other close calls she had escaped that she wasn’t even aware of due to the utmost value placed on whatever conversation she was having at the time.Obviously, I didn’t recognize the importance and logic that finding out that Suzie and Chuck had broken up at the prom superseded the high potential for a serious car accident.Opting not to snare her cell phone, toss it to the ground and begin stomping on it until it lay shattered in a million little pieces, I instead simply told her that if she can’t see and speak at the same time, that maybe she should put the cell phone down while driving. The look she gave me had me concerned that maybe I had a second head suddenly growing from my left shoulder. Alas, I did not, but as she hurried into the store – with that damn cell phone still becoming one with her ear and her lips moving a mile a minute – I realized I was battling an enemy that didn’t even know it was the enemy.How do you get through to people so ignorant that they truly believe it’s acceptable to inconvenience others while they carry on a private conversation in public and stare daggers at anyone who suggests that their talk of plans for Saturday night may be better served somewhere other than the middle of Tuesday’s movie matinee at the local CineplexWhile nothing that we as humans do surprises me much anymore, I still stand incredulous every time I see a cell phone user tell a store clerk or a bank teller or, in one case seen on TV, a cop, to wait until they get done telling their friend about their lousy day at work before they can start the business at hand. And you can be guaranteed that nearly every time, they’ll end the conversation with, “Listen, I gotta go now, but I’ll see you in a few minutes when I get to your place.” What the heck? You just inconvenienced how many people in order to shoot the breeze with someone you’re going to be seeing later anyway? In these times, in order to avoid committing a felony, I usually just shake my head and count to ten.I find that my crusade is far from being a one-man effort and that the majority of people out there find improper cell phone usage a major inconvenience. But, as technology expands and our cell phones become not only phones, but also cameras, computers and sources for music and movies, I realize managing my frustration and anger are really the only things I have control over.Well, wish me luck. I’m off to do some grocery shopping. Deep breath and 1..2..3..4..5…
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