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Generation Alpha is the first to always know smartphones




They have never been in a society or world without smartphones.

Is it a coincidence that the names of generations have just reset and begun again? From Z to A; have we as humans changed to a new alphabet and a new definition in sync because of the smartphone?

Generation Alpha are the first humans to never know a time before the smartphone. They were or will be born from 2010 until 2025. At most, they are 14 years old.

Coming from someone who was around before the internet was in the public sphere, I would say the smartphone has changed people and our lives more than any other technological advance, compared to the radio, television, cable TV, and household internet.

Memory has the rollout of the smartphone to the masses around 2008. My wife and I got our first smartphone around 2010.

So, younger Gen Z, all of Alpha, and those coming have never known a society or world without smartphone technology. It just happens that the new alphabet distinction started right at this technological transition.

What this may mean


I don’t think this is a coincidence, rather, it is part of the social engineering agenda right on schedule. It signifies a shift in society and the world, defined by technology giving the powers to be much more control over our private and public lives.

Alpha is the first to be conditioned from birth to accept the new technological world, which reduces their rights, freedom, and privacy.

15-minute cities are a good example of this type of future for conditioned humanity, dependent upon technology with the smartphone as the central device.

Gen Z is the last people to remember a time without smartphones, although the youngest won’t remember much if anything. However, just being in a world without smartphone technology affected humans, even if they don’t remember what it was like.

Smartphones have changed people, society, and the world system drastically since 2008 or so. It has accelerated change in ways not yet accurately measurable.

Those who have lived before smartphones are much more likely to not trust any upcoming technological dictates, yet Alpha and the new generations after will nearly completely be on board with the technological future, not knowing anything different, having learned to trust technology in its free beta stages.

Just some thoughts on the reset of the alphabet to distinguish generations of people. Is this significant in the manner examined or is it just a coincidence and technology won’t be used to control us? You decide, of course.

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