This is in today's electronic edition of the NY Times and has a whole bunch of comments over there...
The iPhone Excuse
By SAM GROBART
A couple of weeks ago, my colleague Matt Richtel a handsome devil if ever there was one spoke truth to power. He said the thing that no one was saying, yet needed to be said. Here it is in a nutshell:
For all its abilities and powers, the iPhone is a tremendous pocket computer, but a lousy phone.
And hes absolutely right. Ive owned an iPhone 3G since Christmas, and I could add my voice to the growing angry chorus. See, before I was with Apple and AT&T, I was a Verizon customer for years. And I dont know what its like where you live, but here in 212/718, you cant swing a cat and not hit a big, strapping band of CDMA frequency. Verizon has New York in a wireless headlock.
Switching to an iPhone, I immediately noticed the difference. My office? Dont even I get nothing there. At home? Better, but not quite the same. And dead spots all over the place. At any time, I can (and do) lose a call.
But then I realized something. AT&T and Apple have given me a gift.
The promise of ubiquitous communication has also been its peril. With the iPhone, I have something that can cut out, that can drop a call, that can miss a voicemail. This is like gold in my hand: My ability to duck, shirk and hide has been restored.
Whats that? You called me three times already? Sorry, man got an iPhone.
(That sound you just heard? Thats the sound of freedom, baby. Glorious, dissembling freedom.)
The iPhone Excuse
By SAM GROBART
A couple of weeks ago, my colleague Matt Richtel a handsome devil if ever there was one spoke truth to power. He said the thing that no one was saying, yet needed to be said. Here it is in a nutshell:
For all its abilities and powers, the iPhone is a tremendous pocket computer, but a lousy phone.
And hes absolutely right. Ive owned an iPhone 3G since Christmas, and I could add my voice to the growing angry chorus. See, before I was with Apple and AT&T, I was a Verizon customer for years. And I dont know what its like where you live, but here in 212/718, you cant swing a cat and not hit a big, strapping band of CDMA frequency. Verizon has New York in a wireless headlock.
Switching to an iPhone, I immediately noticed the difference. My office? Dont even I get nothing there. At home? Better, but not quite the same. And dead spots all over the place. At any time, I can (and do) lose a call.
But then I realized something. AT&T and Apple have given me a gift.
The promise of ubiquitous communication has also been its peril. With the iPhone, I have something that can cut out, that can drop a call, that can miss a voicemail. This is like gold in my hand: My ability to duck, shirk and hide has been restored.
Whats that? You called me three times already? Sorry, man got an iPhone.
(That sound you just heard? Thats the sound of freedom, baby. Glorious, dissembling freedom.)