My Favorite Medium
Will Manley
Wed, 03/03/2010 - 09:40
So this is where the love is
The guy driving the airport shuttle van couldn’t get over it. I had arrived at the Philadelphia airport and was to be driven to a speaking engagement at a library conference in New Jersey. I had called the driver from home before I left to give him the details of my flight arrival. Nonchalantly, he said, “Just call me on your cell phone when you get in.” When I told him that I didn’t have a cell phone, I thought the line had gone dead. After a long pause, he said “Okay, I’ll meet you at baggage claim … I guess.”
The 45-minute ride from the airport amounted to a cross examination. Even though my flight was on time and we connected flawlessly, the driver was clearly upset that I did not own a cell phone. He kept asking why, and I kept saying that I didn’t want to be leashed. “It’s all about my sense of personal freedom,” I finally said and then feigned falling asleep.
What I was too embarrassed to tell him, however, was that cell phones make me nervous—their random ringing, constant buzzing, and multiplicity of functions. It’s all so frenetic and complicated. If a cell phone did one thing it wouldn’t be so bad, but I’m mechanically incompetent and behaviorally incapable of multitasking, and needing reading glasses doesn’t help. Why can’t a phone just be a phone? Why does it also have to be a camera, a projector, a computer, a radio, a television, a calculator, a tape player, and a video game?
Things that are too complicated lower my self esteem … like today’s radios. Whatever happened to the big round dial that you turned to switch channels? Now there are buttons with arrows and numbers and it’s just too complicated. And how about the ATM? My big fear is that pushing the wrong button will wipe out your retirement nest egg. As for video games: When your 4-year-old grandson prefers to play against his 2-year-old sister because she’s better than Grandpa, where do you turn for your sense of self worth?
If you’re me, oddly enough, you turn to blogging. How could such an ugly word deliver such a transcendent experience? I write, readers comment, and I write some more. But here’s the fun: There’s this click graph that the blogging company gives me. I can see it go up and down. It goes up during the day and down at night; up on the weekdays and down on the weekends.
How ironic that through the ethereal vapor of the internet, my blog gives me something solid and real—a whole crowd of blogging buddies. A thousand clicks in one day—it’s incredible. The largest audience I ever presented to was maybe 800 people at a Texas Library Association Conference.
As I watch the clicks register, I try to picture each reader. A perky children’s librarian with puppets sticking out of her pockets in Iowa. A grumpy cataloger with a heart of gold in Vermont. An inquisitive reference librarian with a flamboyant necktie in Kansas.
I’m not lonely any more. My audience is real.
Now it’s your turn. Visit me at Will Unwound.
Let’s see. You’re an intellectually gifted academic librarian who reads Proust for fun.
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'Old-fashioned' group use cell, shun trad. telephones
The Amish religious group embraces cell phones but have traditionally not had telephones in their homes. It doesn’t make a lot of sense in this old-fashioned sect who usually avoid modern technology and still drive horse and buggies until you understand why. As I understand it they don’t like traditional telephones or even television because it is too invasive in their homes. Home is a place for family, sanctity, contemplation, even frequent worship. It is a place to keep worldly thoughts and temptations out of. So they don’t have traditional telephones at home. There is (was) a phone booth near the corn field that many families used. Now they embrace cell phones - on when needed but off most of the time (non-invasive but convenient). I believe you will find cell phones in most horse and buggies now. One writer terms them ‘very adaptive techno-selectives’ (http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/7.01/amish.html)
So your non-invasive concept has many friends. Maybe you just have it backwards - You should have a cell phone (a simple one) that is only on when you want it to be and get rid of your traditional phone that can interrupt and invade your personal home space.
Cell Phones
I count myself lucky … my cell phone doesn’t work at the office and doesn’t work well at home. It does, however, work fine when I’m driving and unable to answer it. :-)
(Un)happy medium?
(When I saw the subject line in my email, I thought you were talking about a seance <VBG>
I, too, own a cellphone. It’s for outgoing calls only. If I were to get a call on it, I wouldn’t know how to answer <g>
"My Favorite Medium"
I carry a cell phone but I have it turned off most of the time. A good friend of mine has found this immensely annoying and has whined about it: I never answer, and it goes to voicemail, which I check once a month, if he’s lucky. I explained to him that my cell phone is there so that I can yank his leash when I need to, but it isn’t there so he can yank mine. I turn it on when I need it. Otherwise off. He was greatly offended by this, and said it was not only selfish but immoral. Clearly I am violating the Rules of the Game.
Cell?
You need an iPhone my friend.
Cell phone
Having once had the honor of picking you up at an airport in Oklahoma and seeing that you got to the OLA conference hotel, had some dinner, and were on time for your presentation, I can attest to your ability, as well as my own, to getting things done the old-fashioned way. Admittedly, this was years ago when cell phones were not in vogue, but we did correspond via snail mail, manage to connected in the airport, enjoyed dinner and the conference, and got you back—on time and under budget— to your flight home.
One thing you did forget to mention is that you manage to avoid lots of marital issues by not having a cell phone. When I can’t figure out how to pull information up Mapquest and read it on that tiny little cell phone screen with eyes that now function much better with trifocals, I’m in for an argument with my tech-savvy spouse every time. Now, he’s forced to pull over and get directions, albeit on his own high-tech telephone, portable gps, or in-dash system, none of which I can figure out how to use as we’re whizzing past landmarks at highway speeds.
My current job requires me to be on-call 24/7, and I am electronically leashed to it at all times. I love my job and feel fortunate to work in glorious Southern California now, but when vacations start, the Blackberry leash is the first thing to go.
Oh, I was of the ilk of not
Oh, I was of the ilk of not wanting to be annoyed by people 24/7. That was until my mother eneded up in the hospital and I couldn’t get a hold of anyone to find out how she was.
I have found that now that I have a cell phone that the people who want to be constantly "in touch" are the only ones who are on 24/7. I am on the phone when I want to be just like when I had a land line. I still do not text, take pictures, play games or anything else, since I always have had the choice of doing these things whether I was on the phone or not.
My phone makes it easy when I am lost and I call my friend for directions. I no longer have to stop and look for a phone. If I don’t want to be ‘found" I don’t have to be. But I have the comfort of knowing that I can keep in touch if I want to.
Cell phones
I carried a phone for a about two years in the mid-90’s. Hated it, haven’t had one since. I spend a great deal of my time near a phone and cherish the time I have in the car, walking the dog, etc. when I can’t be reached by anyone. My wife and I have not found it to be a problem to be occasionally out of touch. With aging parents, the time is coming when we’ll have to break down and get back on the grid - besides, texting is fast becoming the only way to communicate with my son.
cell phones
As someone said, a cell phone can just be phone. I have one and pay by the minute and use it as many folk said, just for "in case" and usually keep it turned off. (Of course, I have the advantage of living where there is no cell service. That’s right. No tower, no service. Those waves do not go thru mountains. But I do have it at work and on the road I travel to required library meetings.)
I did record a message on my cell number voice mail. It’s says "you’ve reached my cell number, don’t leave message, I won’t get it." Yeah, you guessed it. My cousins insist on leaving me messages when we are at family weddings. But only the older ones my age. Millenials don’t leave messages. They just check to see who called ….
Oh, c’mon, even I have a cell
Oh, c’mon, even I have a cell phone, of sorts. I don’t need my phone to take pictures, play videos, or do any of the meriad of things people seem to believe phones should do now days. But in my travels I have found that is increasingly harder to find pay phones and being a woman who often drives alone, a few years ago I bought a Trac phone. It will text and save messages, but I don’t know how to text and haven’t bothered to find out how to retrieve messages. But in addition to this, it makes and receive phone calls! So, now I have a phone to use in case of emergencies and I have found it useful in other situations. I am not bothered by ringing at inopportune times because I tend to only turn it on when I know I’m going to use it. My adult children have had to learn not to expect mom to drop everything and answer their ever so important calls asking, "what time does the DMV office open?" but occasionally I surprise them by having the phone turned on. So, Mr. Manley, my advice is this: hie thee to Walmart or another such merchant and buy a simple pay as you go phone to have available when YOU want to use it and save yourself from having to explain to nosy shuttle drivers.
Just keep the phone turned off
My husband I resisted getting cellphones until last year, when we decided that it is a good idea to have one for emergencies, such as a breakdown on an undeveloped stretch of highway. We pay $100 per year each to have a simple phone that we use only for making calls when necessary. The rest of the time, we keep ‘em turned off and we don’t give out the numbers. Just because you have a phone doesn’t mean you have to let people call you.
<scribbling with my quill on
<scribbling with my quill on a nice fresh scroll> AMEN!!
Dear Mr. Manley/Will—As a
Dear Mr. Manley/Will—As a longtime reader (and bulletin-board poster) of your column(s), I want to Thank You for years of great insights, wise counsel, and inspired, greatly civilized rants. You speak non-digitized volumes to us Old Librarian Guard, and who cares if some (in the adjacent cubicle) see us as dinosaurs. While—apart from my lack of ambition to follow your administrative footsteps—it seems we do share many interests & avoidances, I must confess that I do "own" a cell phone. In my own defense however it is a very basic, telephone-Only device (which my adult children might describe as "Way-y-y primitive"); and one which my wife forced on me last year when she upgraded to something more 21st century in color, range, capability, and Price. In fact, I think that’s my cell beeping at me now, to remind me to plug It in for a re-charge, even though I rarely use it. Take Care & Keep Up that great writing! —FWH; Reference Librarian, Rochester Public Library, MN
Mr. Manley, Thank you
Mr. Manley,
Thank you for your insights on not owning a cell phone. I don’t own one either for the same reason. I see no benefit to being available 24/7 to anyone who has not got a life and decides to call me up. Those people need to get a life.
Your columns over the years have brought me much enjoyment. And as a former Wilson employee, I was only one of many employees who was upset by the wrongfulness of terminating you from the "Wilson Library Bulletin." I grabbed as many copies as I could to send to everyone as soon as I heard they were to be destroyed. Not one person I sent it to thought it was anything but a wonderful survey. It was with relief that I saw "American Libraries" picked up your column immediately. Thank you for your insight and wit into the library community these many years.
Cell Phones
Several people have already made this observation, but there ARE simple cell phones out there - the Jitterbug for instance, which is advertised in the back of the Parade magazine and other similar places - just perfect for people who need real simple and BIG letters. I often threaten my husband with one when he complains about not being able to figure out the one he has now. Admittedly, they can be overly complicated. But, the point has been made that you do not HAVE to turn it on and you do not HAVE to give out the number unless you want to. You do have some control over this, so don’t be phobic. You are clearly not as old fogey as you think you are if you are writing a blog. We all have things we don’t want to mess with. For me, it’s Twitter - I just don’t need that one yet!