A hilarious call-to-arms for everyone infuriated by 21st century technology, from iPhones to e-readers to self-service checkout If you point my smart phone at the sky, its star-gazing app can supposedly identify and name planets outside of our galaxy. Extraordinary—but even more extraordinary is that it can't actually make telephone calls. Trying to get a signal on it is like searching for the Yeti—some people believe it exists but you would probably have to trek to the Himalayas to find it. For those who yearn for the good old days before one needed a degree in computer programming just to make a phone call, this is the perfect book, rebelling against the crazes and popularity of the unfathomable trappings of the contemporary world. Technophobes who have found themselves shouting at a recorded voice on the phone, been driven crazy by the illogical pricing of train tickets, or found themselves drowning in a sea of half-remembered passwords, have found their manifesto.
It is not a literature I usually love to read, but as a sidepiece while sitting in a room full of students and just watching an exam happen, it was pretty amazing. Funny, simple, short and totally relatable.
Hilarious it's not, mildly amusing (in parts) it might be. It's not a book to read at length - most of the entries are written to a particular pattern; one that becomes a touch tedious after a while. It's a book to dip into as you sit with a cup of tea for ten minutes before getting on with something more interesting.
Exaggeration is expected in a book like this, of course it is, but do you check the weather forecast ". . . online every few hours."? And unless you've never been outside London you might find some of the entries slightly puzzling - some of the entries are just not as ubiquitous as is claimed or suggested.
If you find, as the cover-blurb suggests, that . . . you are not alone. . . with more than a couple of these entries, you should probably seek help.