Smartphones And Safe Spaces

Smartphones And Safe Spaces

Just a thought… is Smartphone addiction a contributing factor in the “Safe Space” mentality of college students? It seems more believable than Obama linking Terrorism and Global Warming.

Smartphone Addiction Making People Dumb And Dumber:

If you’re like many people, your smartphone is at your side day and night. You use it to wake you up in the morning; to call, email, text, or Instagram people all day long; to guide you to an unfamiliar location; to lull you to sleep at night with nature sounds.

Is that a problem? Are you becoming too dependent on, or even addicted to, your smartphone?

Quite possibly, several studies say, though theories abound on how best to cure the problem.

“Cellphones are so multifunctional, and every week we’re coming up with more and more uses,” said James Roberts, professor of marketing at Baylor University in Waco, Texas. “Of course, they’re highly portable; they’re always with us, in our pockets. All that positions cellphones to be highly addictive.”

Roberts and colleagues recently published a study on the topic in the Journal of Behavioral Addictions. According to their study, college students spend more than eight hours a day on average using their cellphones. Roberts said this habit has dramatically changed the behavior of students and how they communicate and relate to each other.

“Ten years ago, I would walk into a classroom and kids would be bubbling — just talking and laughing. Now, I walk in and it’s like a morgue,” he said. “Everyone is their own separate entity, doing their own thing on the cellphones. They’re together, but alone.”

 

Paul Harvey – Policeman

Paul Harvey - PolicemanPaul Harvey was probably the best story teller to ever grace this earth. When Harvey spoke, you were drawn in, he compelled you to listen, held you till the very end and left wanting more. His tribute to the many police officers who risk their lives daily is one of his best.

God bless the men and women in blue.

A policeman is a composite of what all men are, mingling of a saint and sinner, dust and deity.

What that really means is that they are exceptional, they are unusual, they are not commonplace. Buried under the froth is the fact: and the fact is, less than one-half of one percent of policemen misfit the uniform. And that is a better average than you would find among clergymen!

What is a policeman? He, of all men, is at once the most needed and the most wanted. A strangely nameless creature who is “sir” to his face and “pig” or worse to his back.

He must be such a diplomat that he can settle differences between individuals so that each will think he won.

But…If the policeman is neat, he is conceited; If he’s careless, he’s a bum. If he’s pleasant, he’s a flirt; If he’s not, he’s a grouch.

He must make instant decisions which would require months for a lawyer.

But…if he hurries, he’s careless; If he’s deliberate, he’s lazy. He must be first to an accident, infallible with a diagnosis. He must be able to start breathing, stop bleeding, tie splints and above all, be sure the victim goes home without a limp.

The police officer must know every gun, draw on the run, and hit where it doesn’t hurt. He must be able to whip two men twice his size and half his age without damaging his uniform and without being “brutal.” If you hit him…he’s a coward. If he hits you…he’s a bully.

The policeman, from a single human hair, must be able to describe the crime, the weapon, the criminal and tell you where the criminal is hiding. But…if he catches the criminal, he’s lucky; if he doesn’t, he is a dunce.

He runs files and writes reports until his eyes ache, to build a case against some felon who will get “dealed out” by a shameless shamus.

The policeman must be a minister, a social worker, a diplomat, a tough guy and a gentleman.

And of course, he’ll have to be a genius…for he will have to feed a family on a policeman’s salary.

 

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