He also keeps it on when he’s in public restrooms. He can’t even stop being a d-bag long enough to pee.
This article from Jesus Christ, Silicon Valley made my week. There’s so much gold:
“The actual world couldn’t give two shits about such a fey, ludicrous nonessential, but that as usual doesn’t stop anyone around here from thinking this is valid life’s work.”
“I’ve seen Glass in person, perched atop the literal douche-nozzles of Kool-Aid-drunk Google employees.”
“These Glass-sporting scrota would have you believe we’re destined for a world where information is at our fingertips — by which they mean not at your fingertips at all, as it already is — but stapled to the side of your head and interjecting its worthy informationality into your eyeball every second of the day.
Let me bone-conduct this straight to your inner ear: We’re not.”
Go and read the whole thing. I had to stop myself from quoting every single paragraph. I’m so glad that someone agrees with me. Google Glass is the lamest, most self-indulgent non-product ever.
[Via The Loop]
“Talking out loud to control the Google Glasses via voice recognition is ‘the weirdest thing,’ Schmidt said in a talk on Thursday at Harvard University’s Kennedy School of Government.
People will have to develop new etiquette to deal with such products that can record video surreptitiously and bring up information that only the wearer can see, Schmidt said. ‘There are obviously places where Google Glasses are inappropriate,’ he said.”
If Google Glass becomes a runaway hit, I’ll eat my hat. There’s no way. It’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever seen.
[Via Daring Fireball]
“…we’ve become rude: people check messages in the middle of conversations, get up from dinner tables to take calls and hold their smartphones on their laps to respond to emails below the tablecloth. We’ve become jerks…Do we really want to walk around with HUDs in our eyes? Have we accepted our distractedness to the point that we think it’s okay to check email in the corner of our vision while we pretend to pay attention? Maybe we’re evolving, ultimately capable of doing both. But not yet. In the proposed world of Google Glass, for all we know, our friends could be reading the news the entire time we thought they were hearing our whines for support.”
I agree with every syllable fo Fruhlinger’s essay. As I said in February:
“Don’t we spend enough time staring at tiny screens? Removing the little friction that remains – the four or five seconds it takes to pull a smartphone from a pocket – means the compulsion to record and share every little thing that ever happens will grow, and be met, at an incredible rate. And at what cost?”
It’s impossible to process, reflect upon and learn from input when the input never stops.
“And the idea that people will wear things like this everywhere (as opposed to special specific scenarios, like workers in an environment where their hands are otherwise occupied, like, say, surgeons) strikes me as creepy as hell.”
“Pre-iPad rumors just a few months before announcement peg it with a price of up to $999. Outrage ensues because ‘Apple’ and ‘dollars’ are part of a conversation…”
Meanwhile, Chartier points out, Glass customers must compete for the opportunity to pre-order Google Glass at $1,500. And everyone is OK with that.
“Take the new Google Glass announcement that came out today. In the (admittedly awesome) demo video, the wearer is able to record and capture events as they happen from his or her point of view. Data is superimposed over the user’s viewpoint, which is supposed to enhance the experience. Maps appear before our eyes to tell us exactly where we’re going. We don’t have to remember anything – we just tell the glasses to look up the answer on the Internet.
And it’s making us dumber.”
Google’s Project Glass is compelling, but I can’t see it becoming an actual product. The point-of-view concept video features a young man wearing Internet-enabled glasses with an integrated heads up display. He goes about his day while responding to alerts, creating reminders, taking photos and more all from his glasses.
This is nothing I’d ever want to do.