Apple Watch & Beyond

This started out being a movie review. And it’s not. Odd, I know. I recently went to see Ex Machina, which is undoubtedly one of the best films in long time. The movie deals with A.I. and the future of technology in a great, thought provoking way. I started really thinking about what does technology really mean? And what really could be the future. I appreciate films like Ex Machina because they usher in thoughts that I would usually never be intelligent enough to carve up in my head. And by the way, for my review on the film, 1 word: Yes.

A side note: If Apple would just send me my watch already, I probably wouldn’t be stammering out 1,000 word thought pieces like a lunatic, but I digress. Here we go:

“The Watch is here” touts Apple’s slogan for its wearable computer, implying that the one and only time-piece that really matters has arrived. So much for the Rolex Cosmograph and Seiko Astron when you can buy a stylish digital Apple Watch Sport, or even a booshy Apple Watch Edition crafted with 18-karat gold.

Of its many features and functions, the Apple Watch is a music player, fitness tracker, communications device, payment token and digital key. And it also tells the time. We were surprised that no one claimed that it will also help look after our kids. But not for long. There’s an app for that. So is there anything this device cannot do?

Who would have thought that the power of an internet-enabled laptop computer, mobile phone, iPod, fitness tracker, bank card and set of keys could be neatly packaged and strapped around your wrist?

And unlike other futuristic visions of hand-held communicators, the Apple Watch won’t leave you stranded in perilous situations because it’s dropped, stolen or falls out of range because it’s literally always connected to you.

Invisible ubiquity

This raises a key question: how will we change our behavior based on the fact that we are walking around with a fully-fledged computer – one that sits in contact with our bodies and communicates wirelessly with machines around us without us being explicitly aware of it?

According to the marketing spiel, we’ll have a lot more convenience at our fingertips. But, in actuality, we may find ourselves reaching for the mute button, longing to be disconnected, and fed up with all the notifications interrupting us. That’s when the novelty effect wears off.

We have probably witnessed people who cannot resist the urge of pulling out their mobile phone to interact with it at the most inopportune times or who pass their idle time simply looking down at a screen.

Most do not realize they are even interacting with their personal computer devices for hours each day. The repetitive behavior has almost become a type of tic disorder which is neurobehavioural.

We get a message, it makes us feel important. We reply and get a buzz the very next time it happens again. It’s kind of like digital ping pong. And the game can get tangible fast. The main reason this repetitive behavior remains hidden is that the majority of smartphone users suffer from this, so it looks normal.

You can see people in public spaces immersed in virtual places. These Wi-Fi-enabled mobile contraptions can also trigger a host of internet-related addictions, whether used for gaming, answering mail, web surfing, online transactions, social media, we-chatting, or taking a tonne of photographs.

According to experts, internet addiction disorder (IAD) can ruin lives by causing neurological complications, psychological disturbances and social problems. This is not to mention the potential for accidents when people are not looking where they are going or not paying attention to what they should be doing. In short, our need to be always online and connected has become a kind of cybernarcotic drug.

Little device, big data

Very few of us are immune to this yearning for “feedback loops”, so telecommunications operators and service providers pounce on this response. Information is money. And while we are busy interacting with our device, the companies are busy pocketing big money using our big data.

We are fast becoming a piece of digital information ourselves, sold to the highest bidder. And while we are busy rating ourselves and one another, the technology companies are not only using our ratings to learn more about our preferences and sentiments, but rating us as humans. In sociological terms it’s called social sorting, and in policing terms it’s called proactive profiling.

In days gone by, mobile communications could tell data collectors about our identity, location, even our condition. This is not new. But the real-time access and precision of this level of granularity of data gathered is something we should be all aware of as potentially impinging on our fundamental human rights.

Because they interface directly with the human body, watches have the capacity to tell a third party much more about you than just where you’ve been and where you are likely to be going. They can:

  • Detect physiological characteristics like your pulse rate, heart rate, temperature which can say a lot about your home/work/life habits
  • Determine time, distance, speed and altitude information derived from onboard sensors
  • Identify which apps you are using and how and why you are using them, minute by minute
  • Oversee the kinds of questions you are asking via search engines and text-based messages you are sending via social media.

Apple watcher

These watches will become integral to the fulfillment of the Internet of Things phenomenon: the ability to be connected to everyone and everything.

All in all, private corporations can glean what you are thinking, the problems you are facing, and they know your personal context. What is disturbing is that they can divulge some of your innermost personal thoughts, intentions and actions, and have evidence for the reasons we do things.

Many people immersed in the virtual world are too busy to be thinking about the very act of inputting information onto the internet. People value a life of convenience over privacy too much to be genuinely concerned what information is being logged by a company and shared with hundreds of other potential partners and affiliates.

And consumers are often oblivious to the fact that, even if they are doing nothing at all, the smart device they are carrying or wearing is creating a type of digital DNA about their uniqueness.

Today, we are asking to be monitored and are partying in the prison. We have fallen in love with the idea of being told about ourselves and don’t discern that we have become like prison inmates who are being tracked with electronic bracelets.

By the time we wake up to this technological trajectory, it may be all too late. Our health insurance provider might be Samsung, our telecoms provider may be Google, and our unique lifetime identifier could come from Apple. At present, these are the archetypal tech providers. But tomorrow, who knows?

There is no shortage of wearable devices these days that can track and log vast amounts of data about your activities.

And by that time, we will likely be heralding in the age of discontentment where we posit that cellphones and wristwatches are not enough, that the human-computer interface should go deeper, penetrating the skin and into the body.

The new slogan might read “The Mark is Here”, herald the iPlant, that which gives birth to life, the one and only passport to access your forever services.

“You can’t live without it”, may soon no longer be just figurative, but a reality. If you believe the bible, you’ve already known this.

#2

It’s funny how things play out. When Lindsey and I first found out she was pregnant with Liam I had really mixed emotions. Sure I was happy and extremely grateful. But speaking honestly, I was scared and felt supremely unprepared. In my mind who wouldn’t be? How can anyone honestly say they are completely at ease with realizing they will be inevitably responsible for a human being? I just felt a mixed bag of emotions for 9 months. And honestly I didn’t understand how nobody else felt this way.

When Liam finally came I was blown away. The mixed emotions suddenly vanished and I felt completely at ease. In a way that I couldn’t have imagined he accepted me as his father. Sure, he didn’t have a choice you could say. But honestly, I found and still find that inspiring. When he started to talk, he called me “dad”. He wasn’t ashamed to. He loved me regardless of my faults. Oblivious or not, he loved me for me. As he grew older, he entrusted in me to play catch with him. To teach him how to shoot a basketball. He wasn’t watching closely if I was teaching right. Liam just smiled and took my word for it. Thats a big deal to me and I appreciate him for it.

Say what you will about me. An unsure, too aware, too sensitive person who thinks way too much for his own good. Liam doesn’t say anything like that about me. He calls me his “hero.” He’s proud to call me his “daddy.” He looks forward to seeing me when I feel I cant bring anything to the table, which is always. The truth is Liam brings out the best in me whether I can identify it or not. He enables me to be a good dad because on my own I am unequipped. His observations of me are not my obligations, they just exist and succeed in Liam’s head. I don’t have to work at being anything to Liam, I just am. That’s good enough for him and fortunate for me.

I am blessed to say Lindsey is pregnant again. I don’t deserve such a privilege twice in my life. Things are different this time for me. I know what to expect. I know the challenges, I fully understand what the potential of what the future may hold. In many ways Lindsey’s pregnancy proves to be a great reminder to not be so full of myself. To once again realize that life isn’t about me. I now have 3 people in my life who’s lives I will earnestly attempt put before mine.

I have been thinking a lot about how I want #2 to be different. And I don’t know the right answers. But I know 2 things for sure. This time around I want to be a better husband for Lindsey in her pregnancy. I want her to know that when she is feeling weak i’m going to be there to pick up the pieces. I want her to know that this time I will be there mentally as well as physically. I never want a day to go by where she isn’t praised for A. being a great mom and B. for being an even better wife. She deserves someone better than me and i’ll try and be that person throughout her pregnancy,

Secondly, I want our new child to know more than ever that he/she will be loved not by a model parent who does everything right and crosses his T’s and dots his I’s. Not by a perfect parent who will have expectations and self realized goals for his child to meet before they arrive at k-3. No, thats just not me. I want my future child to know he/she will be raised by a non-perfect, loving parent who although he will make many, many, many mistakes. He will always get up, dust himself off and try again.

I don’t claim to be many things. But I am proud to proclaim I try my very best to by my very best for the people I love in my life. I make a conscious effort to improve daily. I’ve never said I am succeeding and certainly will never “arrive.” But baby #2 I just wanted to tell you, no matter how you look or what your like. No matter how many fingers you have or how smart you turn out, if I achieve nothing else as a parent I pray you will learn one thing from me. The quest of being perfect is wrong and unobtainable. Being honest and humble is of utmost important. Realizing all you can do is your personal best (no matter how that is gauged) and put the rest in God’s hand.

Our relationship is brand new. A clean slate you can say. I hope when the colors start to emerge on this blank piece of paper, they create something beautiful. I hope you realize later in life that my failures will be unachieved, honest attempts. I hope you realize that no matter what anyone calls you or says to you, the only thing that matters is you finding your happiness. I found mine. My family. I cant provide for them like I wish or would have predicted earlier in my life and certainly have proven to not have the mental strength they deserve or need. But I try my best. And that’s all you can do.

Baby #2, No matter how God chooses to craft you, I already love you the way you are. Because my expectations don’t matter . Not now, not ever. I will try my very best to be the very best me I can be for you.

I don’t care if your a boy or a girl, I don’t care if you are athletic or smart. I will never care if you are popular or not. I do supremely care that you know I love you no matter how God chooses to make you.

I cant wait to meet you.

Redesign

Foot in mouth moment -> So I know I just made a big deal and all about redesigning the site and how I worked really hard on it. But heres the thing, not many people liked it and the more it hung around the more I realized I didn’t either. I started to to get some negative feedback and reading those emails I began to see the problems and agreeing with them. This isn’t like developing an app where you can beta test and iron out the details, it is more like an unveiling where you just hope everyone “accepts” what you’ve been working on, well they didn’t.

Ill be honest though, that wouldn’t have been enough for me to change it. The fact is it hit me that the new design wasn’t looking into the future, it was simply redecorating the past. I am coming up on a hundred posts and while I am amazed at that, the one column simple blog look isn’t favoring such a number. The lack of search was really eating at a lot of people. Also no visible directly of entries was eating at me. So moving forward I thought it was important to design for the future but keep things simple. A way to easily find previous posts and finally implementing a visual organization system was premium.

Enough of my babbling, here it is the new (really) redesigned site. Keeping things as minimal as possible but adding (real) functionality that will last a whole lot longer then the previous redesign. There will be small visible changes in the coming weeks of things I just want to play around with but ultimately, this is the look. I hope you like it and I promise it will stay late to the party.

update 1: some are asking where I got the idea from. A popular tech blog “www.daringfireball.com” Great site design wise and great writer also in John Gruber

update 2: There is very minimal custom code implemented. I am very new at programming so I didn’t want to maintain such a heavy load.

Serial

I’d like to make one thing clear before I start, I love Serial and have been of huge fan of podcasts since the medium began. As of recent there has been a lot of chatter about the end of Serial, the podcast from This American Life that has followed the story of Adnan Syed, who is in prison after being found guilty for the murder of his ex-girlfriend Hae Min Lee.

SPOILERS BELOW.

The finale of Serial didn’t end the way some people wanted. Adnan is still in prison, and the world is still unsure of his guilt.

Serial ends with lots of open questions; there’s no clear next step, no immediate benefit to Adnan for taking part in the story. Serial may have unpacked his case, his very life, but it didn’t put things back together in a way that has much closure for the audience.

Honestly though, even typing that makes me feel weird. It’s hard to remember it’s all true. Serial plays out like a television crime drama — and entertains like one — but it’s not.

It’s a news story.

It’s well-edited and heavily polished, but under all of it, Serial’s first season was just a news story.

In an interview with The Wall Street Journal, Serial’s narrator and co-creator Sarah Koenig said this, looking forward to today’s finale:

I’ll present what my reporting bears out, and that’s my responsibility. It’s not my responsibility to entertain you with some wonderful, perfect ending. I don’t mean that in a holier-than-thou way at all—it’s just—I’m a reporter.

On one hand, Koenig was clearly trying to set expectations for rabid fans, but on the other, her point about Serial being a result of reporting is important.

Her work on Serial wasn’t traditional, hardcore journalism. Koenig freely shared her personal opinions and views in every episode, something that I gather isn’t smiled upon those in the industry who believe reporters should be objective, if not clinical, in their writing.

I don’t Serial wasn’t created from that school of thought. It’s a blend of entertainment and news reporting. It’s a hybrid of fact and opinion. That’s an art form in my opinion.

That tension is why Serial is so popular, and at the same time, so weird — and, at times, oddly uncomfortable. It’s why the ending — though rooted in reality — is disappointing to so many people.

Serial wasn’t the first piece of work to blend entertainment and reporting, of course, but I do think Serial functions as journalism. Koenig and her team clearly spent lots of time investigating every angle of Adnan’s story, no matter how obscure the detail or difficult to track down.

In many ways, Serial could only exist as a podcast. The episodes give the story a rhythm and give the audience a sense of excitement each week. It’s a great medium for this type of blended reporting. Couple that with the fact that listening to a podcast is a deeply intimate act. It’s a perfect fit.

However, I think the old-school rules of objective journalism exist for a reason. They protect reporters, subjects and stories from being influenced by emotions. Breaking those rules is fine, as long as expectations are set correctly. The fact that people are upset at Serial’s ending indicates they weren’t.

While I still don’t know what I think about him, I hope Adnan’s case gets back in front of a judge. I hope his story is heard, and that Koenig’s work can help straighten it all out.

Journalists can affect great change, but expecting it to happen in a neat 12-part story with an exciting ending is a little silly. Yes enjoy it, but if you expected a miraculous conclusion you should have been watching something on Netflix.

November 2014

November brought huge change. The single most important thing is big news! We are adding another to our family! This is a huge blessing and we are supremely fortunate to be able to go through this process again. There will be a much more in-depth post regarding this later in this month.

My dad also was able to come down in November to hang out and it was really nice seeing him. He bought Lindsey and I some great, heartfelt gifts from his trip to Italy. It was really nice of him. Although the gifts were a nice gesture, I really enjoyed his pictures from the visit. I have a lot of family over there and it was awesome to see their faces again. Seeing that they are still around and still smiling.

Thanksgiving came and went and the food was plentiful. It’s funny every thanksgiving I am reminded how much I am in need of nothing. I have a great wife and family, a roof over my head, etc, etc. You know the story, But it’s true. As Americans and being engulfed in the American culture, we have this haze of entitlement and want. Thanksgiving is a great time because no one has to buy anyone anything, there are no expectations. We just sit down and eat. Who would have thought that would be enough?

I am looking forward to December and what it has to offer. The weather is getting colder down here and although nothing like CT, there is a certain special chill in the air.

October 2014

October really flew by. It was one of those months that just didn’t take it’s time. Never set in, just kind of stayed in the fast lane. Equally tough because I’m used to seeing some fall foliage. Not so down here, not so. The weather has been nice for walking. A little breezier and a tad cooler. Kind of similar to September in CT.

Well, if I wasn’t a fully fledged firefighter in September I sure am now. We had a huge structure fire. The bell went off at about 1:30 AM and we were there until 7:00 AM. I will never be able to fully explain what it felt like to pull up to a building roaring with fire and uncertainty. All I know is from what I understand, we did an excellent job of maintaining and ultimately suppressing. We have done countless post classes on strategy from that night and it seems we really did a great job. Most of this credit goes to our Battalion Chief who sort of plays as the QB of the operation. But still, Engine 4 (my crew) showed up and put in some work!

My Mom and Aunt Chris came to Visit for Liam’s 4th birthday party and it was fantastic to see them. To date, I haven’t been to CT for close to a year now which is the longest (by far) I have ever been away form everyone up there. It is difficult and I have good friends down here, but it’s not the same as being around family. I was reminded of this when I saw their faces. It was great and I couldn’t be more thankful they were able to come.

Lindsey continues to amaze with her work load and life balance. In addition she is doing much more with church now and still manages to keep all her sanity. She really is amazing. She is doing more baking and schoolwork then a medical student crossed with Mary Poppins.

It would be a crime if I didn’t mention something new. “Serial.” That word may not mean much to you. But to me, it’s the main topic of October. A little known fact about me is I am a huge podcast listener. Something about the medium is just enthralling. Like a throwback to radio days or something. Anyways. Serial is a new podcast by the folks at “This American Life.” And it is simply fantastic I strongly urge everyone who has the interest to please check it out and get back to me!

November brings birthdays (Liams and my Mom’s) and pumpkin pie and pumpkin spice iced coffee from DD!

Incoming Liam Videos

The next few Tuesdays leading up to my son’s 4th birthday (10/21.10/28, 11/4 and 11/11) I will be posting his videos that I have made documenting his life yearly. I understand that many of you have been wanting me to return writing “opinionated” viewpoints and such. I am indeed working on some of those, but between getting Liam’s age 3 video ready, the bi-weekly movie reviews for the Georgia Tribune and my book on making my film, time has really been tight.

Also and more importantly this blog was an idea to document happenings and feelings. Documenting Liam and my families growth is paramount to me personally.

Thank you for all the positive feedback on me and Lindey’s 5th year anniversary video. Although it was intended for us, it was really cool to hear encourage words form you all :)

Pageantry of Vanity + Digital Insanity

The average attention span of an adult today is 1 second lower than a goldfish.

Including me, What more do we need to know in order to stop connecting with our devices and start connecting with others? I’m not suggesting throwing your device into an ocean, but a healthy balance would be a desirable achievement at this point. Kind of scary, mostly sad.

September 2014

September was an interesting month. The Apple stuff pretty much consumed my time. Doing research on what they finally announced was really rewarding. Although I believe Apple is changing from the company I once really enjoyed and admired, their future is exciting. I ended up purchasing a iPhone 6, which is really fantastic. I’m still working on my review for the blog.

The world of firefighting also got vamped up. We had 3 fires and I played a pretty significant role in all of them. It’s really great to be in a totally new world where I can set my own expectations within the my boundaries. I feel as if this career has been waiting on me, and I feel very welcome and comfortable in it. I am eager to learn more and I know as time flies on I will undoubtedly be reaching untraveled territory. In my own studies, I have started researching EMS and Paramedic practices. Not for a degree of any means, but just a good reference for my job and the well being of people around me.

As of September 25, linds and I have been married 5 years. While some of what marriage brings has been challenging to me, I feel eternally blessed to have someone like lindsey to spend the rest of my life with. She is continually generous and loving in an genuine way.

Another thing worth noting is Lindsey is continually doing well in school. I have no idea how she balances her life and gives so much attention to so many things. It takes a special person to do that. I believe she is genuinely excited about her future and the next step (after school) of her life. She deserves whatever God has for her.

I also started incorporating long walks to my days. This was something I did at a young age and kind of lost track of how much I enjoy them. Now that I have (some) free time, I have ramped that up and honestly it has been great. I am able to think clearly about things and quiet down my life in a controlled manner. Which is nice and a change from my previous couple years of living.

October brings Autumn and while in Georgia, that will not be relevant. It does my heart good to know somewhere in CT someone someone is admiring a crisp breeze and foliage while sipping a warm apple cider.