Cameras
When I bought my first digital camera back in 1997 or so, I couldn't whip it out without people oohing over it at the clubs. By 2000, of course, everyone had one. You couldn't walk three feet at a dot-com launch party without getting in front of somebody's photo. You'd go to concerts and it would be a like a strobe light party with all the flashes going off.
Then the good times came to an end and people stopped recording every second of their existence- well at least digitally. (Everyone took up blogging about being poor.) Now of course you can't go to a show without your view being blocked by 1,001 idiots holding up their camera phones for half the concert.
Now, I can see where you might want to take a snapshot and send it to all your friends who weren't quick enough to snag tickets to the hipster Swedish band of the moment, but why record the whole concert? Are you going to replay it back on that tiny screen and savor it over and over? No? Then put your damn arm down- there are short people in the back trying to see.
Then the good times came to an end and people stopped recording every second of their existence- well at least digitally. (Everyone took up blogging about being poor.) Now of course you can't go to a show without your view being blocked by 1,001 idiots holding up their camera phones for half the concert.
Now, I can see where you might want to take a snapshot and send it to all your friends who weren't quick enough to snag tickets to the hipster Swedish band of the moment, but why record the whole concert? Are you going to replay it back on that tiny screen and savor it over and over? No? Then put your damn arm down- there are short people in the back trying to see.

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