By Celia B.
If there is an overlord of technology — some divine supremacy that handcrafts the destiny of cell phones among humans — then they have dealt me the finest hand in terms of my device. Three weeks ago, I acquired the iPhone 6, currently the newest mobile phone on the market, and I stand by the statement that this was the best decision I have ever made.
Upon ordering the 6, I had been grappling with a severely cracked iPhone 5 for almost a year. Three days before my upgrade, when I accidentally dropped it gently on a carpeted ground, its screen went dark. Forever.
I will admit that for a long time I was considering switching over to Android. And this incident — the unprogrammed, irreversible death of my 5 — accentuated my frustration with iPhones. What made them so great anyway, with their smaller cameras and higher propensity toward damage? And after all, my dad has always sworn by his HTC.
As a result of my pent-up anger, I viewed advertisements for the 6 with a marked skepticism, and I began to look into alternative smartphones. I now thank myself for conducting this research, because it helped me answer a question I had proposed and nearly deemed unanswerable…what does make an iPhone so great?
I realized the first component to my answer when I was browsing other cell phone models. Sure, they were durable, with larger frames and denser material. But something was absent from the Galaxy, the Evo, and the other Droid spinoffs — style. I found myself comparing the sleekness and shine of iPhone to the clunkiness of its competitors.
Perhaps one might regard this opinion as single-mindedly materialistic; unfocused on the true value of a phone. But I argue that a device which represents so much of its owner life should also reflect a certain flair.
Delving deeper into consideration, I weighed the repercussions of my moving away from the Apple realm. It dawned on me that, should I undertake this monumental shift, the convenience of communication that I enjoyed with an iPhone would be drastically altered.
Group messages dominate conveyance of information in the digital world. They exist between friend groups, sports’ teams, family members, co-curriculars, and more, serving as linkages of important information as well as leisurely forums. When every member within the group message has an iPhone, the texts comes in cleanly, with viewable emojis and pretty blue bubbles. iMessage alone is an innovation that has completely resculpted the art of texting. Fellow iPhone users can tell if someone they are texting has read their message and if they are typing a response.
Should I switch over to Android, suddenly the group messages involving me would turn green for my friends; my messages would become choppy; many emojis would appear as unprocessed little boxes. People trying to reach me would not be able to tell if I had received their message and was working on a reply.
Photography being another major factor (as I cling to documenting every moment of my life through pictures) did not end up fully convincing me to leave the iPhone. Yes, the photos taken on Droids that I had seen on Droid camera rolls were beautiful. But that quality diminishes when posted to Instagram, Twitter, or Facebook, where iPhone users can view the same photo. Since iPhone frames are a different shape, the quality of the original snapshot is visibly reduced to mediocrity.
I really did try to escape the iPhone mindset, but no longer had any reason other than an irrational hankering to move out of the mainstream. So I placed my order for the iPhone 6, and it came a week before it was due–a good omen for our current blissful relationship.
The 6 is barely smaller than my father’s HTC, so I can no longer object to issues of size. The lock button is located on the side of the phone rather than the top. This spot is far more suited to the motion of one’s thumb, enabling swifter action and less hand cramps. The caliber of the camera is exponential, and I can proudly boast every picture I take on social media. Since social media is predominantly inhabited by iPhone users, operators of iOS products will translate the photo better and I will therefore look like an artist–regardless of the different size of the 6 than other iPhone models.
iPhone’s technology has managed to etch itself an emotional appeal, as well. The 6 introduced time-lapse videography, an attribute I didn’t fully understand until first use. I was watching the sunrise on the beach with my cousins, naturally documenting with pictures, when I decided to give time-lapse a whirl. For twenty-five minutes, as the sun ascended from the ocean, I filmed. After ending the recording, I rewatched the sunrise, however, it was condensed into a forty-five second clip that beautifully captured the colors, the light, the growth of the sun itself, and the warmth. The best part? The video barely takes up any storage on my phone, since its actual duration is less than a minute.
The iPhone 6 is a work of art, improving the way in which we organize our lives as well as live them. iPhones provide a sense of order within the chaos of humanity, they seize our most action-packed moments, they download our favorite songs at the finger-tap of an internal button–all while occupying an inimitable elegance. No, Apple is not a cult–it is merely a company that has rightfully dominated and championed in the world of technology. After all, the definition of technology is the application of scientific knowledge for practical purposes. Apple is an achievement. Apple has come out with the highest amount of revolutionary devices in the twenty-first century. Apple represents the staggering capacity of the human brain.
So thank you, overlord. I am honored and humbled to hold such an innovation in the palm of my hand.