Taking a Dirt App

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iDied

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America Suffers Another Jobs Loss

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In Serious Need of a Reboot
Steve Jobs, who showed that a bastard college drop-out who got fired by the company he founded could ruin the way humans interact, has died of pancreatic cancer at the age of 56. Coming from a broken home, Jobs had little appreciation for outdated notions of talking to family and friends. Instead of stories of singalongs and car games from family vacations, future generations can ask “Remember that time we sat silently in the back seat until our batteries died?” Instead of lively conversations at dinner with friends, a cluster of people tap feverishly at screens to chat with people who aren’t there. Instead of enjoying music as complete albums, they can buy individual songs while running the risk of being surgically altered to share a common gastrointestinal tract with two other people that is then downloaded to a tablet as a Human CentiPad. Instead of actually experiencing events, people can’t wait to text or tweet about them. But at least they are doing all this on sleek, fancy devices that they didn’t know they needed until Jobs told them they did.