I have never been disgusted by technology. I've been pissed off at technology for not working properly, but I tend to leave the rest of my emotions out of my tech assessments.
This brings me to today. I am disgusted with the iphone. What a dirty little word. It sounds so innocent.
I've been attempting to stay out of the apple cellphone conversation and have been awaiting its debut before passing any judgment. But I can keep my silence no longer. I am sick and tired of hearing about this gadget of all gadgets.
The features it merits worthwhile are nothing too special. The internet on the phone, oh my, the curve has that.
A camera? Yup, the curve's got that too. Music, check, video, check.
My phone does not have a touch screen and it does not allow me to pick through my voicemails either. But I like the tactility of touching my full keyboard, I also have never really cared about the order of my voicemails. God forbid my mother's message comes to me after that of a client. If anything, I would start to avoid certain messages if I knew who they came from. But wait, isn't that why we have caller ID? Check again, every phone manufactured (save for rotary phones) has caller ID.
Is the curve as sleek or cool. I think so. Did Jobs invent the cellphone. No. But I've heard enough.
Good luck with your $500 phone. It should be a success. I am long AAPL, but even longer RIMM. The legions of stock brokers, investment houses, finance people and techies who depend on their blackberries are the main audience who can afford one of these babies and they aren't going anywhere but back to their crackberries for their fix.