Quotes About Technology

Then he talks about his recent success creating a musical chip that's tiny enough to be concealed in a flake of glitter but can hold hours of songs.

A pod's activated ahead of us, releasing a gush of steam that parboils everyone in its path, leaving the victims intestine-pink and very dead.

Me, who won't cooperate. Beetee, an older inventor from 3, who I rarely see because he was pulled into weapons development the minute he could sit upright. Literally, they wheeled his hospital bed into some top secret area and now he only occasionally shows up for meals.

hovercraft appears and takes

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it's high-tech medicine brewed up in the Capitol's labs.

I'll authorize them to surgically implant this transmitter into your ear so that I may speak to you twenty-four hours a day." Haymitch in my head full-time. Horrifying. "I'll keep the earpiece in," I mutter.

What must it be like, I wonder, to live in a world where food appears at the press of a button? How would I spend the hours I now commit to combing the woods for sustenance if it were so easy to come by? What do they do all day, these people in the Capitol, besides decorating their bodies and waiting around for a new shipment of tributes to roll in and die for their entertainment?

Most of the debate over the cultures of death and life is about process. The debate focuses on the technology available to determine how we prolong life and how and when we end it.

Hollywood and the recording industry argue that current law permits the copying of songs and movies, and sharing them on the Internet. This enables young people to grow up learning how to steal.

Then they took us to the birthing suite, which I call the electronic bullshit room because it's full of all sorts of electronic bullshit we can't fathom but are just glad to have on principle.

It's not like humans worry if they've hurt the feelings of their … toaster.

He stayed carefully away from the profs, he ran the data they gave him without allowing any of it to register in his memory—that's what you have computers for, so you don't have to put stuff in your own memory—and that was all he did.

Everything in contemporary society discourages interiority. More and more of our exchanges take place via circuits, and in their very nature those interactions are such as to keep us hovering in the virtual now, a place away from ourselves.

It sounds so good: the futurism of The Jetsons meets the self-actualization of Abraham Maslow.

If a sigh is heard over a mobile phone anywhere on earth, it will also be heard in Alice Springs.

Everybody right now, they look at the current technology, and they think, 'OK, that's what artificial neural nets are.' And they don't realize how arbitrary it is. We just made it up! And there's no reason why we shouldn't make up something else.

Something else has happened with computers.

For many, an album is no longer a considerable feat of an artist but just sounds to be half-listened to while one is halfheartedly engaged in something else.

When you have an iPad and 75 books on it, it's so easy to go, 'I'm bored, I'm just going to read something else.'

I was trying to create products to complement the pop-up blocker. All these people were giving me their credit cards. I figured I could sell them something else.

I am quick to adopt new ideas. If there is something good, I will follow it and implement it. I adopted information technology in 1985.

You can't put rubbish into a computer and get something good out.

I like to make music and anytime I come up with something good, I'll record it as a video on my phone.