In 1997, my mother bought me a VHS of Jurassic Park, and told me that I couldn’t watch it unless I finished my homework. I was incensed and threw a temper tantrum, but over a $13.99 2-part VHS collection for Jurassic Park is mere child’s play over kids crying for their iPads.
At least when we cried and threw temper tantrums over objects, they were specifically designed to be entertainment units.
We have gotten to a point where technology now blurs the line between entertainment and work. Our children won’t know the difference, they’ll be wired differently. We compartmentalize. They probably won’t. Whatever, this doesn’t make sense. I just want my goddamn iPad.