Wake Up and Smell the Daisy

When I first heard Mike Daisy’s story I did have some concern about its validity. However, I brushed it off and continued to listen because if it’s on public radio and my professor told me to listen to it. By the end, Mike’s monologue further convinced me that Apple allowed Foxconn to treat their employees horrendously.  I actually called my mom to inform her about the “facts” I learned about how a thirteen year old, over worked Foxconn employees manufactured her new IPad. I soon informed everyone who pulled out an IPhone about the blood, sweat and tears that created their technology. To me, Mike Daisy’s monologue presented the cold hard truth.

Before I even heard Mike’s monologue, I read multiple article’s about Foxconn’s working condition.  I read stories about nets to prevent suicide, unbelievable working hours, standing for hours, dangerous chemicals and the horrific dorm conditions. So when I heard Mike’s first-hand accounts, I felt like his experience just solidified all of my previous knowledge.  But when I found out Mike Daisy lied, I immediately started questioning everything I read and heard about Foxconn and Apple.

Listening to his confession I felt torn between feeling sorry for him and angry at him. I felt sorry because his intentions were somewhat good, yet he still lied to people who depended on him to provide the truth. He lied about the guards, under aged employees, blacklist, dorm cameras, the man with the mangled hand, working conditions, and much more. The “facts” to his story were lies. I understand he wanted to make people care through telling a story that captured the totality of his visit, but he cannot lie about facts. Once you lie about facts, you can ruin the credibility for the whole topic. People now will question the validity of any Foxconn and Apple news they hear. In reality, his lie’s only give power to the very people he is trying to stop.

When Daisy performed on This American Life, he committed to telling the truth. He made people think his stories were true. The truth is not elusive, objective truths do exist. However, constantly people are forced to look at everything skeptically because our media has a reputation for fabricating or exaggerating facts.  The common image of media depicts desperate, wired reporters that will do anything for a story. This image causes people to mistrust articles and stories that present facts about different topics, not just apple.

To a certain extent, I believe the image is accurate. By no means I believe every reporter acts unethically, but I believe that it is extremely important to think critically about stories we hear. This is why Sociological Imagination is important. The Sociological Imagination calls for people to look at the whole story before you make judgments and decisions. Look at the ENTIRE picture, not just what you want to see. The Sociological Imagination forces you to look at both sides and make an education decision. If I would have done more research about Daisy and Apple, I would have discovered the different opinions and probably discovered that he lied a lot sooner than I did.

Overall, you can see how easy it is to spread news about something as big as Apple. Hell, after thirty minutes of listening I called my mother and told her about what I just heard. This exemplifies the importance of telling the truth. If you don’t, rumors and lies will inevitably spread.  Even worse, when you lie like Daisy, you aren’t the only one who loses credibility, your cause does as well.

Not responsible with electronic devices

I like to think of myself as a pretty low maintenance person in general. I don’t really follow fads. I don’t rush out to buy the newest and greatest products, gadgets, and gizmos. I don’t care that much about how much memory and processing speed and technical mumbo jumbo my electronics have. I just want something that works and I can learn to use quickly because quite frankly, I am an irresponsible technology owner. I have this terrible habit of misplacing, dropping, and pretty much destroying or losing any electronics I own in under 6 months. This is my biggest problem with technology. Continue reading

iLove or iHate?

Can you think back to the time we were in elementary school and the cool technology was a walkman with CD-roms? I remember having stacks of cds in my room and borrowing my friends’ cds to burn them. This was back in a time when a device could only play music and you needed a CD-rom to put into the walkman. I thought walkman were the coolest thing and I could not imagine a future time when the music industry is no longer dominated by CD-roms. Continue reading

Vicious Cycle

I remember the days of portable CD players. Constant rewinding and fast forwarding, the excruciating process of burning songs onto CDs, the pain felt when it malfunctioned from overuse or scratched your precious CD. Thankfully, the ipod was created. Now we can all enjoy practically every single song on a single, transportable device. The ipod is hands down the best media player in the market. Its sleek design, multiple models, and storage capabilities make it the industry standard. I’ve been in those situations when I stupidly forget my ipod on a train or long bus ride. Don’t know how I made it out alive. I can honestly say that without my ipod I just can’t function properly.

I’ve known about Foxconn and Apple for a few years now. I’ve read the articles, done the research, heard the lectures. The cycle goes something like this: I hear the news. Disgusting that multinational corporations would take advantage of a workforce in this manner. All anyone seems to care about is the bottom line and maximizing profits. Later that day. Boycott Apple products until conditions improve? Something must be done. A couple days later. Boycott Apple? Geez, that would be difficult. A week later. Foxconn is in China. Boycotting is too difficult. I love my Apple products.

I hate to say it but our dependency/fascination with Apple outweighs our concern with how their products are made. I feel like Frodo and his obsession with the ring. Must have it. Cannot live without it. Of course we can though. He wanted it. Didn’t need to have it. We want Apple. Don’t need it. But we are attached to it anyway. 

Apple, Hated or Loved?

It was Christmas morning.  I open a small box.  I tear the wrapping paper off anxiously.  I discover that it’s an original iPod, an ounce of magic, the first of a dynasty.  Years pass and I am in complete fascination with this product and Apple in general.  I have watched the progression of these products over the years and have owned all sorts of products including phones, headphones, speakers, and iTouch’s.

Simply put, Apple is cool.  I have an iPhone 4s along with some other products I play with.  I’d have to say my favorite piece of fruit is an Apple.  Apple always seems to crunch my appetite.  Unfortunately, I dabble with a PC, only in the classroom though.  The relationship has been rocky.  An upgrade is an order.  I’ve had my eye on a certain Ms. Macintosh for a while now.  I’m left mesmerized by her features.  Lightweight, sleek, silver, and beautiful.  I must have her.

My gears started turning.  How are these Macbook airs made?  How can an operating system be stored in something thinner than a piece of hair.  I pick up the product and turn it sideways, only to see it’s nearly invisible.  I never thought about technology.  Does it just fall out out of the sky?   No, let’s be real, it’s not like money.  So, I read.  I google.  I use my iPhone.  I open my laptop.  I search articles and my eyes widen.  I read about Foxconn, where Apple products are manufactured.  Now, my relationship with Apple is complicated.  It’s no longer a full hearted love relationship.  It’s now a love hate relationship.  After reading about the working conditions at Foxconn, my stomach churned.  They have nets so that people can’t commit suicide.  There are 13 year old kids working there who have logged more hours this week than my grandfather in his entire life.  This sickens me.  A product I love so much is made in such tormenting ways.  Therefore, I guess my relationship has become one of a complicated nature where I love the product but hate what lies behind it.