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Originally Posted by pshrynk
Dear Dr Bad Advice
Everyone keeps telling me to eat breakfast before Zany Carters. Trouble is, I keep forgetting. My question is, do you think Amazon will ever sell their e-books DRM-free?
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Dear pshrynk:
I have no idea.
However, let me relate to you this story about a man who actually met with Mr. Bozos. I heard it from one who had no business to tell it to me, but he told me anyway. Here’s his story, which I quote exactly as it is in my computer, so it must be true:
“Don’t publish this, but we need to sell these newer Kindle 2.0 units first before we can even think about introducing a Kindle 3.0. Whoever put a keyboard on the front of the unit should be castrated.” He smiled indulgently at me, his smile like an over-inflated party balloon about ready to burst. He teeth, I noticed, looked like a freshly-waxed floor.
“These newer units,” he continued, “have introduced a whole new series of problems. See?” He pointed toward a palette of boxes in the corner. “There are about 10,000 of the newer units here. We need to get rid of these Kindle 2.0s as quick as possible,” he said again, “because of the NEW design screw-up that some idiot introduced.”
I wondered who had hired this “idiot” he spoke of.
“What’s wrong with these new units,” I asked.
“Look for yourself.”
I walked over to the palette and picked up one of the purple Kindle 2.0s from an opened box. Interestingly, the keyboard now occupied ¾ of the front of the unit, while the actual reading screen was slightly bigger than two postage stamps.
“The person who designed this should lose an arm!” he said, a touch of exasperation creeping into his voice. When I told them to redesign the keyboard, I didn’t mean for them to make the keyboard LARGER! Why did Sony get it right, but we can’t seem to create something attractive?”
I had no answer for that.
“Well, we’re about to have a staff meeting, so if you will excuse me?”
I thanked him for the interview and then walked past members of his staff, who were all very friendly, by the way. Next to the elevator a one-armed maintenance worker was woking. Another man a few feet away, with a bandage across his crotch area, hunkered past me like a wounded rodent.
I hope the above answers your questions.
Sincerely,
Dr. Bad Advice