It was called a telephone.
When it rang you walked over to answer, unless you were sitting in a chair right by it. If you were outside, you might hear the ring or you might not. If not, you were at peace. If it was important, whoever it was, would call back.
When you picked up on a call, you talked. The other person talked. You could understand every word. The voice from the other end didn’t sound as though it was transmitted through a snorkel tube 30 feet underwater. Calls were not dropped.
When you finished, you hung up and spent time in your immediate, non-virtual surroundings. You could go hours without having your train of thought derailed.
These phones were indestructible. You’d be hard put to break one with a hammer.
If you were in your car, no one called you. You didn’t call anyone. No one ever died because someone slammed into their car while blabbing away.
If, while in the store, you overheard someone talking to themselves in full voice, you could assume they were a little off-center.
You could not lose your telephone. For one thing, it was too big to lose. For another, it was attached to the wall and you could not unplug it. If someone broke in, however, you could probably rip the cord loose from the wall, clobber the guy with it and stop the invasion cold.
Try that with your iPhone.
If it was a wall phone, never mind trying to rip it down. If you were in a hurry, you’d need a crowbar. If you had that, you could use it and spare the damage to the wall.
So, have things improved?
Well, at least we are all more ADD now.
Hmmm. Maybe these phones weren’t so dumb after all.
What memories do you have of phones when they were just telephones?
In what ways to you think modern technology causes not only gains but losses?