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RING A DING

What is this all about ring tones?

Not to offend anyone. Of course.

But WTF?

I read that it is a multi-billion dollar business.

Rock songs. Rap music (a contradiction in terms). All that.

All to make a little sound when your phone rings?

Of course, I am the one who sees a phone as a phone. Not a camera. Not a teevee set. Not an email source.

A phone?

You know? To call people. To get called.

It seems to me that the ring tone thing is all about other people.

If I had a non-ring, rock tune ring on my phone I would soon bore out on it.

It would have to be that I want others to hear it, hear me. And all.

I also understand that you pay three times for this service.

You download it and pay and then you pay when you put it on your phone and then you pay every time the little fucker rings.

Of course a lot of the 'ringles' are bootlegged.

We knew a guy who left a perfectly good job with a games company to work with Yahoo or somebody selling ring tones.

I thought it was a joke.

I guess not.

But is this value added?

A new thought I have is how all this shit is causing global warming. More internet. More heat. More wasted time on something that has absolutely no redeeming value. None.

Rant over.

Oh! What is my ring?

The one built-in-the-phone option closest to the old dial phone I grew up with and that is hard to really hear in its little snide echo and overtones.

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