Do I Sound Vexed?
BlackBerry Storm Travail
Back in December, when I received my Storm cellphone, I wrote a lengthy and what I felt was an objective RIKLReview(TM). Along with some nice features, I called out a lengthy list of bugs, and suggested that they could all be fixed in software, so I would cope for the nonce. Four nonces later, I'm pretty tired of them. Below is the email I sent to Verizon "support." We'll see if there's any reply.
I have a BlackBerry storm.
There has been no software update since December and the product is so
"buggy" as to be almost unusable. I have now four times gone to a
Verizon store and asked about when there will be an update. Your
employees always look terribly sheepish and say "soon." They are just as
embarrassed by the miserable performance of this device as Verizon and
BlackBerry should be.
Kenneth Lewis Feels the Wrath of the Blog
Perhaps you'll remember my unhappiness with Mr. Lewis and his benighted Bank of America.
Ha! Me and Major Major sure showed him!
Disk Jockey Redux
It has been my pleasure to be acquainted with some of the best traditional DJs in the business. And many of those whom I never met I was able to hear on the AM radio back when AM radio still had music and clear channel stations could be heard clear across the country. So it was disquieting that the term "disk jockey" came to be applied to the passel of amateurs who had some cheap speakers, turntables, and a modest collection of CDs or even "records." How dare they usurp that august designation?
I have succumbed in this case to logic and literalism. The true disk jockeys weren't: They played cartridges, not disks, from beginning to end, and their skill and radio persona were their attractions. Today's disk jockeys are literally disk jockeys. They have actual disks which they manipulate to create whatever effect they desire. (Which, in my cynical view, is to make it difficult to talk. But never mind.)
The designation has migrated, and I've decided that it's OK. So mote it be.