Like many other forms of addiction, the reflexive need to have a screen on hand can become its own font of excuses.
But a lot of these read like the anti-seatbelt and bike-helmet propaganda I used to see back in the 1980s. “No, there’s a secret danger, you don’t understand. I have a right to do what I want, you can’t stop me. My obscure, thinly sourced anecdote says doing things doesn’t work.”
Like many other forms of addiction, the reflexive need to have a screen on hand can become its own font of excuses.
But a lot of these read like the anti-seatbelt and bike-helmet propaganda I used to see back in the 1980s. “No, there’s a secret danger, you don’t understand. I have a right to do what I want, you can’t stop me. My obscure, thinly sourced anecdote says doing things doesn’t work.”