THE OLD PHILOSOPHER DIPS A TOE IN THE TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY

Yesterday, I went to an Apple Store, which seemed to be inhabited by people who were born thirty years after I first got tenure, and bought an Apple 5S IPhone.  I am now desperately trying to figure out how to use it.  I have managed to make a phone call with it, and I also took a picture of nothing in particular.  I still have not figured out how to configure it so that I can read my email.  But I did discover that no matter where I go, it knows where I am, which is weird.  I am not sure, but I do not think Immanuel Kant had one of these.