On Friday, 5 May 2017 23:16:27 UTC+1, The Natural Philosopher wrote:
hTrying to phone my neighbour,. No reply. eventually phoned him on te
landline, and invited him for dinner.

"Why didn't you answer your I phone?"
"It didn't ring"

Sure enough, it doesn't ring.

Went through every single menu, discover hundreds of combinations of 'I
don't want this phone to ring' and turn them all off.

It still doesn't ring.

two and half hours later I google "My ****ing i-phone won't ring"

And discover that unlike *EVERY OTHER FUNCTION* on the i-phone, there
is a PHYSICAL SWITCH to turn the ringer off. Nothing in any menu
indicated it was turned off. Nor did it come with any manual.

There are people here who say that the linux command line is old
fashioned and opaque. They have obviously never set up an I phone.

So that's 5 hours in total trying to solve basic simple problems like
'how the **** do I insert the sim card? and 'How the **** do I get this
heap of unadulterated wombat turds to do the MOST BASIC THING, like ring...

Even my nokia 102 is crap. The old nokias had a green telephone that you
pressed to answer a call, and a red telephone that you pressed to end
the call. Pretty obvious really. the 102 doesn't. It has an unside down
bath symbol and what looks like a speedometer. They bear no relationship
to making a call whatsoever. I am after over a year still not sure which
one does what and often cuts people off instead of answering the
phone.But that doesnt happen much anyway, because its got a vodaphone
sim in, and there is **** all vodaphone coverage.

What a delight now me mate has gone home and I know that if I want the
internet, I have a well thougfht out Linux machine that actually works
with a reasonably sane user interface, and a telepone handset connected
to copper that always ring and always gets me connected to the person I
am calling...

...Unless they have an I-phone of course.



--
The biggest threat to humanity comes from socialism, which has utterly
diverted our attention away from what really matters to our existential
survival, to indulging in navel gazing and faux moral investigations
into what the world ought to be, whilst we fail utterly to deal with
what it actually is.

Yes Gmail is a bigger heap of ****.