Darron Mark, Omega Contributor Ω
Research In Motion (RIM) made headlines earlier this fall for saving lives across the globe, though I don’t think they ever intended too.
A malfunction somewhere in the company caused residents of Dubai and Abu Dhabi to lose service on their BlackBerry cellphones for three days.
The subsequent drop in motor vehicle accidents (the Toronto Star reported as much as forty percent lower) during the outages there is an alarming statistic, and it caused me to wonder why we seem to do things that we inherently know are dangerous.
In B.C. we have laws against the use of cellphones while driving. But for some reason it hasn’t stopped most of us from sneaking the occasional text, or making a quick phone call if we think we can get away with it.
Admit it — in B.C. we text and drive all the time. It’s just something that we take for granted. We willingly agree that texting and driving is a dumb thing to do, because it’s just dangerous. But for some reason we keep on doing it.
Surely I am not the only one to realize this disconnect, am I?
So here is my question: why is it that we are so glued to our cellphones?
I mean there has to be a good reason for continually putting ourselves in harm’s way like this.
Think about what happens in your brain when your cellphone dings and you realize that you have an incoming text.
There is no rational explanation for it.
It’s like an itch that just has to be scratched.
How many times have you been in the middle of the freeway when you notice a text coming in, and instantly all you can think about are the 160 characters on that tiny little screen.
We just can’t stand not knowing. We hate it so much we would rather risk a car accident than fail to text somebody back.
Don’t get me wrong — I realize how important these texts are. I mean the world might end if we don’t answer questions like, “what u up 2?” and “how r u?” quickly enough.
But maybe we should think twice about what we’re doing and realize that cellphone laws have actually been put in place to save lives.
When you think about it that seriously — it’s worth the inconvenience.