The term “post-iPhone era” has been thrown about more times than a beach ball at Dodger Stadium. But it’s a hollow claim, a vacant lot or placeholder, put there in anticipation of the ‘next big thing’ heading our way. It means very little and doesn’t point toward any one particular device as the gateway to this supposed all-new generation.
However, the fact it has caught on so much is an indicator of how badly it’s needed. Our cramped, lactic acid-rife legs are ailing and waning as we tread water in the tired void of by-the-clock, by-the-book, “Buy the damned thing, already” creatively bankrupt annual iterations of once great but slowly stagnating smartphones.
