Quotes About Technology

Michael was silent. "Too often," I said, "technology evokes a sense of wonder instead of understanding, and I think this makes it a corrosive force which sometimes requires opposition.

The United States was no longer the overwhelming military power in the world, no longer sure of never losing wars. no longer confident of having learned how to maintain employment and to check inflation, no longer reveling in resource independence, technological supremacy, favorable exchange rates, and the privileged life abroad. (xiii)

Thus, after finishing high school, I started with high expectations and enthusiasm to study chemistry at the famous Swiss Federal Institute of Technology in Zurich.

This sense of entitlement contributes mightily to sloppiness, to low incentive, to boredom, to bad choices, to instant gratification, to constant demands for more, and to all kinds of addictions (including the addiction to technology).

The inside of a computer is as dumb as hell but it goes like mad!

It's not that gays and diversity equal high technology. But if your culture is not such that it can accept difference, and uniqueness and oddity and eccentricity, you will not get high tech industry.

In this fashion, knowledge begets questions which beget new technology which provides answers--which in turn beget questions. This is the implacable carousel of research.

computers are now often an essential component of a good design.

computers have given top management the power to micromanage their organization, and top management has shown little or no ability to resist using this power. You can regularly read in the papers some big corporation is decentralizing, but when you follow it for several years you see they merely intended to do so, but did not.

Parents are told to turn off the TV and restrict video game time, but we hear little about what the kids should do physically during their non-electronic time. The usual suggestion is organized sports. But consider this: The obesity epidemic coincides with the greatest increase in organized children's sports in history.

Why do so many Americans say they want their children to watch less TV, yet continue to expand the opportunities for them to watch it? More important, why do so many people no longer consider the physical world worth watching?

What would our lives be like if our days and nights were as immersed in nature as they are in technology?

Machinery only cared about what a man knew and what he could do with his hands

His jargon conceals, from him, but not from us, the deep, empty hole in his mind. He uses technological language as a substitute for technique.

We process information so efficiently that we don't dwell on thoughts and words anymore—we flit incoherently from one set of distractions to the next.

It assumes that better means faster. By those standards, a typewriter is nothing but a very bad computer.

Who is the ingenious inventor of the type-writing machine that opens such a wide field of hope for the cautious caligraphist while it takes from the feeble spellist his only safeguard, illegibility?

There are people who will choose quality communication over quantity, who want to express themselves in a message to another individual in a way that slow writing can encourage, and e-mailing and texting often discourage.

Once you've bought a novel in your pajamas, there's no turning back.

The web: yet another total disorientation that becomes status quo without anyone realizing it.

voices or cell phone—choose your schizophrenia.

Still, history is the long process of outsourcing human ability in order to leverage more of it.

mass cascades of error-correcting bits surged in waves of electromagnetic radiation around the planet's surface. They blasted in vertical geysers 35.786 km upward into space and rained back down at 300 million meters per second. They coursed in bundles of parallel light through fiber conduits only to fan out in bursts of radio across the open air at the whim of tens of millions of grazing fingers coaxing electrons from hundreds of millions of spots on capacitive touch screens a few inches high.

Out of her mouth came a stream of discrete, miraculous gadgets—tiny but mobile creatures so intricately small that generations marveled and would go on marveling at how the inventor ever got the motors into them.