Like it or not, the middle class became global citizens through consumerism—and they did so at the mall.
A New York Times exposé of a “black market” for online fame diagnoses the symptom of social-media despair, but misses its cause.
It’s disingenuous to celebrate building “feminism” into a product after giving a robot servant a woman’s voice.
America’s emergency notification systems were first built for war, and then rebuilt for peace. A false alarm in Hawaii shows that they didn’t anticipate how media works in the smartphone era.
What do you get from a live game-show app?
a. Fun b. Money c. Social collapse
The internet is as much the enemy as it is the hero of contemporary life.
Snapchat's redesign shows how communication services are becoming indistinguishable.
The FCC is poised to dismantle common carriage for broadband and wireless providers. That’s bad, but the internet itself is worse.
Autonomous vehicles promise safety and efficiency. But nobody knows what it will be like to live with them.
In the same day, the president of the United States and many local journalists both suffered the precariousness of life online.
They ruin the “fun” of the fun-size treat.
The option to bypass title sequences seems convenient, but it also tightens the bond between viewer and screen.
A luxury bicycle computer forecasts a welcome future of humble, embedded systems.
Futurists predict a rapture of machines, but reality beat them to it by turning computing into a way of life.
The company’s new iPhone and retail “town centers” presage a future of Apple as global infrastructure—one that may already have arrived.
With over half of the entire U.S. adult population potentially exposed, what’s left to do but shrug and sigh?
It’s not because the water comes in. It’s because it is forced to leave again.
Office culture is only part of the problem.
It looks like the two tech titans are arguing about AI’s impact on humanity. Really they’re protecting their personal brands.
The “A Bit More” button doesn’t reinvent the appliance’s form. It finds its soul instead.