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Lost in a world of gadgetry

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By Kohei Usuda

In many countries, people are on guard on public transit lest someone makes a wrong move. You cannot afford to be glued to your gadgetry all the time.

One of the strange sights that I can never get accustomed to in Tokyo – and there are plenty of otherworldly idiosyncrasies on view in this most futuristic of cities – is that of row upon row of commuters seated on trains in eerie silence while they stare into smartphones or tap away on the touchscreen of a handset.

It is probably their absent-minded look of not-quite-being-here that disturbs me whenever I catch them with their heads hunched over and mesmerized by the tiny screens held in their palms, as if they are in a collective state of blissful self-unawareness.

It makes me wonder whether such behavior displayed by tech-savvy Tokyoites is derived from their survival mechanism, so as to be able to escape seamlessly into the realm of “virtuality” devoid of the real, in order to cope with the stresses of the daily grind in this notoriously overcrowded Japanese capital.

It is a chilling and alienating sight that invites comparison with those indoctrinated menial laborers seen in "Metropolis," Fritz Lang’s dystopian sci-fi film from the silent era. In the German auteur’s prophetically bleak vision of the future set in a megacity state, hundreds of workers in identical overalls line up each morning in military-like marching processions, their heads bowed as if in resignation, before boarding on gigantic elevators that transport them to the area known as The Workers’ City.

On paper, smartphones are the best invention since sliced bread. No other affordable, mass-marketed consumer products can compete with the multifaceted utility of these palm-sized electronic devices. The smartphone is the precision Swiss Army knife of contemporary technological innovations, without which many of us would feel lost. It shouldn’t be surprising, then, when The Economist recently reported that smartphones are by far the bestselling and most popular gadgetry in the history of commodities.

Despite their obvious merits and ubiquity in our day-to-day life, however, we must be mindful of the fact that digital devices can only equip its user with the illusions of hyper-connectivity and instant gratification through their omnipresent “screens”. The simulacra of social networking and exchange, accelerated communication, accumulation of online “followers”, and so forth, can never be equated with or replace face-to-face interaction, even taking into account the inherent disappointments, broken promises, and heartaches that “real life” presents to us every so often.

As philosopher Alain Badiou claims, “You cannot demand an insurance contract with whomever it is that you have encountered” – insofar as physical encounters are understood to be “contingent” or “possible adventures”, as opposed to the superficial connections achieved through social media that reduce interpersonal relationships to no more than a numerical quantity. (The phenomenon of online dating is a good example of this, where, by dint of careful selection to avoid any margin of randomness, the risk factor associated with love is eliminated from the outset, and with it what Badiou calls the “existential poetry” of chance encounters.)

And let us not forget the linguistic origin of the term “screen”: besides its connotation as a flat surface on which images are either projected or broadcasted, the same word signifies, according to the Oxford English Dictionary, a “partition” or a “thing providing concealment or protection”. In other words, aided by gizmos, we conveniently “screen out” our immediate surroundings, instead choosing to keep whatever we find unpleasant or inconvenient at arm’s length by the navel-gazing-like act of staring into the tiny screens at the tip of our fingers.

“People are afraid to merge on freeways in Los Angeles”, novelist Bret Easton Ellis once wrote, so pervading is the car-confined culture of America’s West Coast. A similar paradox may be observed when commuting in Tokyo: even though 40 million of us converge daily through the capital’s extensive railway network – said to be the busiest in the world – it is where we least expect the possibilities for a meaningful encounter with another human being. It is where all eyes carefully avert your inquisitive glance and hide in the the display screens of iPhones and Galaxys. This despite the fact that, during Tokyo’s infamous rush hour, we are pressed and packed en masse into the small compartments of the Yamanote and Chuo lines.

So where does our zealous belief in digital technology eventually lead us?

In his farsighted polemical essay published two years ago, "24/7: Late Capitalism and the Ends of Sleep," cultural theorist Jonathan Crary canvassed the profound effects brought about by how practically all of us interact with new media in this so-called digital age: “Within 24/7 capitalism [of accelerated and intensified consumption], a sociality outside of individual self-interest becomes inexorably depleted, and interhuman basis of public space is made irrelevant to one’s fantasmatic digital insularity”.

In other words, what was once experienced communally in a shared public sphere – such as commuting on the morning train – has turned into an altogether individualized and hollow model of reality degraded by screens. In fact, Crary provocatively argues that one of the main goals of today’s monolithic tech corporations like Google, Facebook, and Apple, is “to normalize and make indispensable... the idea of a continuous interface”. In short, what is at stake here is our increasing dependency and subordination to “illuminated screens of diverse kinds that unremittingly demand interest or response”.

What is so ironical about the invasion of mobile phones on public transport is that there are increasingly frequent reports of the commuters in the Tokyo area moving about like zombies, who improbably fall off the platforms and onto the tracks – one such fatality was indeed reported in 2013 – so absorbed are they by their gadgets.

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"In short, what is at stake here is our increasing dependency and subordination to “illuminated screens of diverse kinds that unremittingly demand interest or response”. - article

But what else is there?

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If you go back a few decades, everyone on the trains had a paper book or magazine to read. What's the difference? A little bit of electricity used, a few trees saved. People in Japan spend many hours a week commuting. Would there be more "existential poetry" if they simply stared out of the windows? Smartphones let you access books, magazines, study materials, entertainment and information without elbowing your fellow commuters.

The Japanese are very good at creating small bubbles of privacy in situations where personal space is almost non-existent. I admire that. I also admire the fact that capitalism has given us sliced bread and smartphones, as well as jobs that let us earn enough to acquire these things. If the author of this supercilious article wants to commune during his commute, he should ride a horse so he doesn't have to mingle with "zombies."

I haven't heard of an epidemic of people falling off platforms while looking at screens. The author cites one case in 2013. And for those worried by this terrible danger, there are apps that make your phone appear transparent.

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The author is welcome to his/her opinion but if I want to do my homework on my smartphone I will continue to use it, regardless of those who think I'm zoning out because I'm not personally interacting with those around me. In general I found the article as simply an overly academic rant.

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Alan, completely agree with you.

Certainly better than manga, which always made me wonder about the Japanese male's slack-jawed intellect being displayed so openly on the train. (Of course not all, but certainly too many.)

At least now there are no tattered stacks of magazines that must be cleared out at the shuten. And todays "zombies" COULD be reading Plato...

I agree also about the tone of this article. Ninety percent supercilious claptrap.

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"But what else is there?", kcjapan? Human contact. Something I've noticed is non-existent on the commuter trains in Tokyo.

Alan, the article is anything but "supercilious"; it's an opinion piece. And the "zombies", as you call them, are obvious to me on those trains.

karlrb, if you have to do your homework on the train, you need to improve your time-management skills.

But you know, all of you are right, because I'm deaf and couldn't communicate with any of you, unless you know sign language. Smile and have a happy day.

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TrevorPeace

the "zombies", as you call them,

It was the author that used that word (in the final paragraph), not I. It was his use of words like "zombies" and "mesmerized" and the whole cliched paragraph about "Metropolis" that led me to describe the article as "supercilious." For all the author knows, those rows of people could be reading Shakespeare or Basho, learning French or studying physics via their smartphone screens. Yet he condemns and despises them all based on a generalization from the elevated perspective of his ivory tower enlightenment.

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In other words, what was once experienced communally in a shared public sphere – such as commuting on the morning train – has turned into an altogether individualized and hollow model of reality degraded by screens

What mass transit system ever offered a communal experience in a shared public space?

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What mass transit system ever offered a communal experience in a shared public space?

The most communal experience I've ever seen on the Japanese system happened during a go-slow strike back in the mid-1970s. After several days of ultra-slow journeys in super-crowded trains, commuters communally rioted and burned down Ageo Station on the Takasaki Line. That was pure existential poetry. Also in the 1970s, I saw passengers on a Seibu Ikebukuro Line train communally pick up a woman who'd fainted in a crowded train and pass her overhead out of the window to the waiting station staff. Maybe they aren't as zombified as they appear to Mr. Usuda.

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