It’s called an addiction…
“One I had it on my face, I was addicted to the power it gave me, and I couldn’t stop ordering it around: “Show me pictures of dinosaurs.” “Take a picture.” “What time is my flight?” “How long will it take me to get home?” At some point I had to take Glass off. I really, really didn’t want to.
Through these services, a ceaseless stream of the pop culture running through your brain is disseminated to your friends. Life becomes an unending performance, one captured and endlessly teased apart by data scientists and marketers.