An anecdote.

Two years ago, my dumb school made me take an art class. Awful, yes. There were several classes that fulfilled the credit requirement, but for whatever reason I decided to take a film class. Actually, no. I know exactly why I took it: I figured it would be easy to skip so I could watch the Champions League group stage. Worse comes to worse, I figured, I’d just go to Wikipedia the night before an essay was due, get the gist of the plot and the theme, and BS my way through the paper. It worked like a charm.

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Matt Hickey, the west coast’s James Bond, disagrees with me. He doesn’t like Pearl Jam, he supports street vendors and he doesn’t consider the iPhone to be a smartphone.

Hickey is clearly a boob.

What makes it not a smartphone? I asked him. He went into some cyberpunk rant about it not integrating with corporate Exchange servers, not having Office support and not supporting any instant messaging clients out of the box. Those first two complaints sounds like something a WinMo agent would say, while the latter will be moot once the SDK rolls out next year. That you can use iPhoneChat, apparently, doesn’t count.

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