Telcos, in addition to their traditional telecommunications services, are now internet service providers, cloud service providers, outsourced IT and customer service providers, media stores, media delivery companies (cable tv, apps, music et al), advertising companies etc. Their services are being integrated with those as of Google galaxy and Microsoft universe ( + Yahoo, Skype, Facebook) among others. Social media platforms are linking with one another and the behemoths too. So integration and collaboration is the game we play here today. Networking social networks.
The experience of the hardware is the software and vice versa; that we know. And steadily the telcoware is fast leaving our sight and becoming fully embedded in our subconscious. Internet — also a soon to be an antiquated word — is disappearing from our consciousness. These things together though, make the system we may call ‘the port,’ our interface to the matrix of others, including the inanimate.
What does the future hold for society in this? Scary opportunities, a new vocabulary, and another new way of life that probably already had been.
Maybe comes a time when telcos cease, or when we make do without them. Maybe comes a time when everything is matrix capable, and the interfaces are self-organised to the point of making ICANN and central organization irrelevant.
Maybe we won’t need displays anymore because they could be inside us — chips anyone? The blind shall see and the deaf shall hear — everything about the world from anywhere, in their heads.
Maybe, just maybe … is true.
It played a significant part in my upbringing the man said. His teenaged daughter responded, “when I am married with my teen kids, I’d tell them same of the internet.” They’d grow up with the internet too you know, said her father. Ah pops, who knows what new thing will evolve and grip people’s lives by that time. We watch television, but the internet is such a powerful competitor for our attention and it provides a credible alternative to living vicariously via TV. Its more real, it’s realtime, and allows for way more personal expression. You’ve gone all romantic about it my little lass; hard to think of anything to beat the internet. Old man dad, I pray you live to see my grandchildren. You’ll see the new norms then and think back to now. Hey young woman, I am not old!!! Hehehe, so you say, so you say; it’s what you think that matters, right? Anyway, the internet of things seems to be a viable next step in its evolution to the point that it would overshadow the internet as we know it now. It would still be there, but invisible to the point of nonexistence. It’s already happening and it was proclaimed by the creation of IP version 6. Slooooow down, you just lost me there scholar. Well Sir young daddy I was just talking about how the internet would evolve and be used in the near future, and an underlying enabling technology for this. Ha! My little baby has so grown fast and into a smart mademoiselle. Daddy please stop with the reminiscence and nostalgia she said with a grin, remembering fun times with daddy and mummy from days gone by. I’d really like to be regarded as I am now, a big girl. Well miss, when you get to be a parent, you can choose to not savour the memories and joys of raising your kids. And I doubt that you’d choose to deny yourself that pleasure. She jumped on him and hugged him tightly with her eyes slightly tearing. I love you daddy, and I love mummy too, sooo much. You’ve given us reason to doubt that a few times though. Same here too pops, taskmaster, know all, kill-joy and what else. Yeah yeah and ’tis all for my good, I know, she said, loosening the hug. Missy? Yes dad. Seeing you have such a broad selection of words in your personal vocab, you could also paint our parenthood in a little more positive light to our hearing and not just to your mates. Em, daddy. Yes? What were we talking about before we got here all emotional and stuff? Oh that the TV will always be there to distract you from homework and housework if you let it. And remember our previous talk about the internet? Heaven, how could I forget with mum on my case everyday. Good. Now, off you go big girl, your turn to cook dinner for the family.