I am old enough to remember when Pong and Space Invaders was going to cause the collapse of civilization . . .
Oculus Rift is going to destroy families and relationships
. . . now it's this pretender to the throne. Meh!
"No, tech is turning out to be the great atomizer, wrenching people apart. I well remember the first time (maybe eight years ago) I saw a couple in a restaurant, clearly on a date, yet each of them gazing longingly into a smartphone instead of addressing the facing person. I thought: Here. It. Comes.
Smartphones today are zapping dates, dinners, conversations and spontaneous meetings so everyone can disappear into his own independent iFog. Another filmmaker, Wim Wenders, foresaw this as far back as 1991, in his unappreciated but brilliant film “Until the End of the World.” In a post-apocalyptic climax, a tech gadget that can record your dreams takes the form of a wraparound virtual-reality headset exactly like the Oculus Rift. Users become addicted to their own interiors, and they begin to wander the land in the headsets, blind to one another, in a lonely daze."
Sure, this will definitely cause the end of the world. Well, right up until the next world ending tech gadget hits the market. One of the few certain things in this life is that things change. The sooner you get used to it, and accept it, the less frequent will be your stays in the rubber room.
End of the world? Really! For this clunky device? Hahahahahahahahahahahaha.