On Bluetooth Headsets

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Blue tooth headsets have cemented themselves as status symbols for a number of people. This has always struck me as ridiculous, but it only just recently occurred to me why.

Let me say first though that I understand bluetooth headsets have a purpose. Some professions certainly require folks to be on their phone a lot, and some require folks to be on their phone a lot while using their hands for other tasks. Our IT guy at work wears his bluetooth headset on a regular basis around the office, and this is understandable. He often needs to be on the phone while working on a computer and/or moving back and forth between workstations. This is not what I'm talking about.

I'm talking about wearing a bluetooth while you're ordering a muchaco from your favorite nutrition-factory Taco Bueno. This is rude and makes you look technologically ignorant.

It's rude because a bluetooth headset on your ear is the technological and social equivalent of holding a phone to your ear. When conversing with another person in the flesh while wearing a bluetooth headset you are essentially broadcasting to that other person, "I could very possibly be receiving a phone call at any moment from anybody and regardless of the person who calls or their reason for calling it will be more important than the conversation I am having with you right now." And that is rude. If you absolutely must be wearing your bluetooth while you converse with someone standing next to you, you should politely affirm them that they have your attention. A simple gesture to the headset and an, "I'm not on the phone right now" will do. They might ask if you're expecting a call in which case you can respond "not really, but this thing is too awkward to put in my pocket" which is probably true. This is because bluetooth headsets are a neat idea, but fail in practical application.

The first time any of us considered the concept of a bluetooth headset I'm sure we all had the same thought, that eventually we would all wear one and we would be in the future, sans flying cars. We could all make and receive phone calls with absolute convenience and the world would be a better place! At one time the world believed travel by balloon would be the future, so much so that buildings were constructed with blimp anchor towers.

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But this concept was quickly eclipsed by a far faster, efficient, and superior technology, the airplane. Your bluetooth has been eclipsed by a far faster, efficient, and superior technology, the internet. Voice calling has quickly become the minority communication media across long distance. When you need to communicate a thought or idea then a text message, e-mail, facebook message, or tweet can do a far better job than a phone call. The defense is weak that a phone call is more intimate and a truer connection to that person since you can hear their voice. If you actually believed this you wouldn't use your bluetooth to make a phone call because all but the most prohibitively expensive headsets produce abysmal call quality.

Just as there's a place for bluetooth headsets, there is also a place for phone calls. Genuine conversation is difficult through text-based media so if you want to spin a yarn with a good friend then a phone call is absolutely the best way to do it. Also, if you want to take in the beauty of your countryside from the sky, a balloon is the absolute best for that as well.

The Sliver Before Slumber, Part II

You might be thinking this sounds bonkers, and you’d be right. It sounds ludicrous after a lifetime of, well, of living. Tragically it seems to take something devastating to force us to loosen our grip on the most convenient interpretation of our current existence, our lifeview.

Presumptions:
Tomorrow I will still be breathing in this body.
Everyone I love will be breathing in their body too.
God will take good care of me.
This will go on forever.
Conclusion:
This life, specifically mine, is all I have and therefore of utmost importance.

The devastating force that shatters this façade is reality. Maybe you almost die, maybe someone you love almost dies. Maybe they do die. What then? You are either changed by it or you go back to the façade.

It has been my experience that a question is asked when the human soul is aware of its ignorance. In the moment of clarity when we realize our lifeview is painfully lacking we try to sum it up and ask of the world, “why am I here?” Alternatively,


Why do we wake up?

This question is raised by the conclusion that dreams are as real to God as they are to us. If the individual is eternal and exists as wholly in dreams as in waking, then why have both? It’s easy to say dreaming exists because of waking/sleeping but if you place the realities on equal footing then you could logically reverse causality and be put in the uncomfortable situation of saying that waking/sleeping exists because of dreaming. The soul rejects this as false but struggles to say why.

My mind put forth a cynical suggestion, that my dreams are far superior. If I exist wholly in both, and God is God in both, then why have the waking existence at all? It is difficult, it is painful, and I can’t fly here. Why not God and I be in dream alone? Why wake up? My heart knew the answer, and it was one I had known all along.

This life has deep astounding significance. I share this waking reality with you, and you share it with me. By God’s grace we’ve been given this reality long enough to find out who we are and the chance to have our best go-round at this whole “earth” thing. In this waking reality I suffer and it hurts. In this reality I suffer and I pray. In this reality I suffer and God reveals himself to me. In this reality Christ suffered, died, and was resurrected for me. This is true living full of meaning and significance and the glittering narrative of my failure and yours and the overwhelming love that secured our salvation. My dreams are a parking-lot carnival compared to this.

My dreams are mine and mine alone, I have created them.
My life is God’s and God’s alone, He has created it.

 

Leftover Thoughts

1.     I’m not saying we need to ask forgiveness for things we do in our dreams. In fact, I can’t remember having much of a conscience one way or the other while I am dreaming. It’s entirely possible we don’t even have one by default while we are dreaming, which would make sense since God didn’t initially create man with the knowledge of good & evil.

2.    Try for a moment to look at someone else through these lenses. Look at someone else and think of what you see as a fleshly conduit/spaceship for an eternal soul with whom you share a common reality. What does that invoke in you?

3.    This all makes life seem so much more exciting to me. It is the one life I have to experience what God has created for us. It reminds me of my trip to Washington D.C when I had only two days and the knowledge I’d probably never be there again. I forewent eating and walked until my feet raged with pain and then walked some more yet the only emotion I felt was joy and elation at the opportunity to see and do what little I could. It also helped to have my mom there to encourage me when I was tired, a metaphor which is ongoing.

4.    Experiencing the physical creations God has made pales in comparison to experiencing the narrative He has placed us in.

5.    My cynical thought that just God and me in a dream would be better than this life is startlingly similar to what we tend to do anyways. We seem to naturally gravitate away from community with our lives, especially our spiritual lives. We would prefer if our walk with God was just us & God and not everyone else thankyouverymuch. This must be why church is such a priority in the New Testament. We need each other, after all.

My life is God’s and God’s alone, He has created it.

The Sliver Before Slumber

Years ago I fell asleep waiting on an in-game timer so I might finish a mission (GTA III if memory serves). I dreamed a fascinating dream that spanned a wonderful storyline that would have made a great novel if I could remember it. As the wonderful world of my slumber slipped away, I startled awake to my game once more. My mission was still waiting, the timer was still going. Thirteen seconds had elapsed.

I wish I had more time to write this.

Last night I laid on my bed (not in it, so warm was my room) as I hoped for slumber. It wasn’t long before I found myself in the peculiar conscious state where the mind is absolutely coherent but the body absolutely asleep. I took the opportunity to contemplate mortality and consciousness, more specifically my mortality and my consciousness as I have often done since I became foundationally familiar with the fragility of life early last year.

It has been a long-suffering source of anxiety.

As I contemplated in that curious state my mind was set upon by the absolute best and most comforting model of life and death that I’ve ever known. I would contend it was not I who aligned my thoughts but our Savior. I awoke in joy and instantly the thoughts dissolved. I have labored all morning to find them once more and now I write them lest they be lost.

The model began thusly: I am asleep, yet I am.

In slumber the consciousness exists & functions apart from the body. The consciousness sees, feels, tastes, and smells while dreaming in ways that are indistinguishable from their waking counterparts. It also flies, breathes underwater, and births cat-humans (at least Michelle’s does) in ways that are also indistinguishable from reality except that they have no waking counterpart. This is one of the few things that continues to be a bizarre & fascinating mystery into adulthood despite our regular experience of it. It also spawns questions.

Which experience is actually reality?

Why do we dream?

Why do we wake up?

 

Which experience is actually reality?

This has always struck me as a silly question, this one of course! Obviously “this one” changes depending on whether you’re awake or dreaming because the reality you are experiencing is the one that is real. There are also fundamental differences between waking and dreaming. Waking experiences have continuity, consistency, and they are shared.

This is to say that when I wake up tomorrow I will be in the exact reality that I was in when I fell asleep and the exact same laws of nature will still apply. I will still have the same physical abilities within those same laws of nature, as will every other human being who shares this reality in the exact same way.

On the contrary, when I dream my reality is loosely based on my waking reality, but always measurably different and rarely do two dreams have anything to do with each other. Even reoccurring dreams (yours might be the falling dream; mine is flying, be jealous) contain differences, it’s not the same dream every time. Also, though the dream is absolutely real to me and I will often interact with others while dreaming, they do not share my dream. This lack of continuity and shared experience largely eliminates consequences from dreams but anyone who has awoke in a terror or with a broken heart can testify it is not completely isolated from our waking lives. Lastly, we certainly do create memories in dreams that exist as truly as those made while awake. One or two of my fond memories are experiences from a dream but those memories are less significant because they are not shared. My dream is mine and mine alone, I have created it.

Yet in addition to the experience of the individual, there is another anchor between waking and reality, one many of us have probably not experienced. I’ll show you.

Matthew 1:20 ESV
But as he considered these things, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream, saying, "Joseph, son of David, do not fear to take Mary as your wife, for that which is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit.

See there? I could have chosen dozens beside. God exists in our dreams as truly as he exists in our waking moments.

I am asleep, yet I am.
I am asleep, yet God is who He is.

This truth forces us to conclude our dreams are as real to God as they are to us. Our dreams are real, or God is not.

 

Why do we dream?

This one is a much easier question to answer. We dream because we are eternal, we do not cease to exist. God made us this way. Just because our bodies need rest (God made us that way too) doesn’t mean we cease to be.

If I had to guess I would say God made dreaming so we could be fascinated and mystified and I’m sure He certainly knew we would use it to work out problems from our waking moments on a regular basis. Lastly though, I think He made dreaming so we would know for certain that we exist outside our waking moments. There’s more to us than the atoms/molecules/cells/organs/bodies that we command day-to-day.

I believe the great deception is that this is all there is.

To be continued.

 

OTA Update For Motorola Cliq Today?

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Reports are coming in regarding an anticipated Motorola Cliq OTA update that hopefully addresses a number of lingering issues. It’s set to improve battery life along with touch-screen and Bluetooth response.

http://www.tmonews.com/2009/12/ota-update-for-motorola-cliq-today/

Wahoo!!!! The battery life hasn’t been getting me down much, but the touch-screen response has been… underwhelming. I wonder if this will take care of a couple of minor gripes I have with the phone.

Why I Hate Fry's

I heard Fry's called a Mecca today, a place worthy of pilgrammage for all those who walk the righteous path of Geek.

There's certainly some truth to that, the store is incredible. It has the normal Best-Buy-type stuff which is nice but it also has all the components that make up those Best-Buy-type things be it power supplies, motherboards, CPUs, RAM. They also stock a wild amalgum of other electronic-related things like security cameras, RC cars, and voltage meters.

But there is one thing they do not stock: customer service. I have never in eight years of patronage left thinking, "what a helpful person that was!"

Today I went there seeking an AC cord to run from a wall outlet to the power converter of a laptop charger but instead an employee directed me to a $60 "universal power supply" for notebooks. When I specified I only needed the one cable he insisted NOOO store would carry such a thing. I walked away and scoured the aisles myself and after 5-10 minutes had found the cable I needed, the one NOOO store would carry, and it was $2.50.

And that's why I hate Fry's, they have absolutely zero interest in helping their customers. Even though they have everything you could ever want or need electronically, they don't want you to find it.