There was a time when your smartphone said something about the type of person you are. The stereotypes labelled BlackBerry people as serious business types who valued email security over frivolous entertainment. iPhone users just wanted to have fun with music, videos and web surfing. The Android owner was a rebel who rebuffed the “Big Two” and sought to support an upstart and more open mobile operating system.

My first cellphone was a Motorola bag phone, and when I first hoisted that puppy into my tractor back in the ’90s, I was pretty sure it represented the pinnacle of modern communication. It weighed about five pounds, was the size of a breadbox, and had enough wattage to double as an arc welder.