Does social media exert too much control over our lives?
BY KASIA PAWLOWSKA • ILLUSTRATION BY RYAN INZANA
EXHAUSTED AFTER a company holiday party, she slid between her 500-thread-count sheets and eased into a quiet photo-scrolling stupor, incessantly refreshing Facebook in case any undesirable images of her popped up. She glanced over at her husband, but his eyes were transfixed, face awash in that
familiar blue light as he calmly slid his finger over the glossy screen. Suddenly, there was a buzz — he tapped
on an incoming message and his eyes widened and lit up with a childlike joy. She was about to ask him what
made him so happy, but then the party pics appeared on her phone too. Talking would have to wait.
When did it become this way for so many couples? More important than our romantic partners, the
smartphone has become our number-one bedmate, the last thing we glance at before we fall asleep, the first
thing we reach for when we wake up. It serves as the ultimate command center — the place where we bank,
buy cleaning products, order food and search for hookups. Plenty of mobile applications tout time-saving
benefits, promising to simplify our lives and allowing room for what “really matters,” but it seems that what
really matters is often just spending more time swiping and scrolling.
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