Fortunately, they dropped the ‘My’ in the next version, so now it just says ‘Computer’. Which is precisely as helpful.
But what I really wanted to talk about was my computer (small m, small c). I know that I ask a lot of it, given its age. Are computer years like dog years, multiply by seven? If so, mine’s, well let’s just say, catching up with me. But machines (unlike dogs) shouldn’t unpredictably modify their behaviour without my telling them to. I wouldn’t expect my car to do that. Examples: when I double-click an icon, it has decided – sometimes – to open the same window twice. Not always: that’s the irritating bit. I swear I have not changed anything. And when I ask it to stream from Spotify or Youtube it obeys submissively, whereas when I ask iTunes to do the same thing, I am solemnly informed that ‘This computer does not support streaming.’ It’s like the car telling me that it can’t run the aircon because I got in through the wrong door, or the dog not recognising the lead.
The thing is, this technology is in its infancy. It’s all about surface. Deep technology is totally dependable except in really dire situations. If you don’t believe that, turn on your tap. This is shallow technology, in its infancy; and it occasionally worries me that, if it breaks down because a tadpole failed to report in for work, then so will everything else.
I’m off down the Post Office tomorrow to buy a book of stamps. Ozymandias rules.