I recently attempted to call my sister Meg via the voice recognition software in my car.
“Call Meg,” I said. “Calling Susan,” the auto-voice responded.
“No, call MEG,” I said again. “Calling Miron,” the computer said.
“No, call M-E-G,” I barked. “Calling 9-1-1,” it said as ringing began.
A minute later, I had a call from Sgt. Mike at the Jo Daviess Sheriff’s Department wanting to know if everything was alright.
I think about the things that were automated in the name of efficiency that often require more energy than the manual version of the same thing.
> Voice recognition software that never did call M-E-G and instead involved the sheriff.
> Auto-flush toilets that often flush two or three times while you are in the stall.
> Motion sensitive lights that come on when a plastic bag flies through the yard.
Automated does not necessarily mean better. Sometimes the old fashioned way really does have its merits. Just ask Sergeant Mike!
— beth triplett