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	<title>Comments on: Remembering the Good Ole&#8217; Days</title>
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		<title>By: Karyn</title>
		<link>http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/snarl/2008/01/31/remembering-the-good-ole-days/#comment-67364</link>
		<dc:creator>Karyn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 15:33:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>They're just a necessary evil.... and look,, your AMAzING man is a techno god who got you an oh-what-a-deal deal and a pretty phone.  I bet he'll help you with the whole import dealio.  

Or maybe he can search slickdeals and find you a nice carrier pigeon.  :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>They&#8217;re just a necessary evil&#8230;. and look,, your AMAzING man is a techno god who got you an oh-what-a-deal deal and a pretty phone.  I bet he&#8217;ll help you with the whole import dealio.  </p>
<p>Or maybe he can search slickdeals and find you a nice carrier pigeon.  <img src='http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/snarl/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>By: Fluff</title>
		<link>http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/snarl/2008/01/31/remembering-the-good-ole-days/#comment-66871</link>
		<dc:creator>Fluff</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Feb 2008 01:54:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I hate cell  phones, and their user's lack of etiquette.   I recently heard one ring at a memorial service, then another  at a small play, with an audience of about 20 people.  All I can do is give these cell phone retards my best Bea Arthur style scowl.  C'mon folks, leave the phone at home, you're just not that important.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hate cell  phones, and their user&#8217;s lack of etiquette.   I recently heard one ring at a memorial service, then another  at a small play, with an audience of about 20 people.  All I can do is give these cell phone retards my best Bea Arthur style scowl.  C&#8217;mon folks, leave the phone at home, you&#8217;re just not that important.</p>
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		<title>By: Fred</title>
		<link>http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/snarl/2008/01/31/remembering-the-good-ole-days/#comment-66747</link>
		<dc:creator>Fred</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 19:10:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ah, bravo fellow phone-o-phobe!!  Ernestine is my nemesis, and you do know that Alex G. Bell agreed with us and wouldn't have the damn thing in his laboratory - his wife had to walk down the hill from the house to get him when there was an important call...

When I was a kid, the phone wiring in Kingston was some of the oldest in the nation - within town we had only to dial FOUR digits, not even five....

Then again, I love the story an old friend of my mother's tells about being a little girl in an even smaller town a bit inland. When she was three or so, she could pick up the party-line phone - this must've been ca. 1940 - and say to the operator "Do you know where my Mommy is?" - and not only did the operator know exactly who she was, but she DID know where her Mommy was....

Maybe really, really high-tech will bring this kinda thing back to us...of course it'll be like "Minority Report" and we'll have zero privacy...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ah, bravo fellow phone-o-phobe!!  Ernestine is my nemesis, and you do know that Alex G. Bell agreed with us and wouldn&#8217;t have the damn thing in his laboratory - his wife had to walk down the hill from the house to get him when there was an important call&#8230;</p>
<p>When I was a kid, the phone wiring in Kingston was some of the oldest in the nation - within town we had only to dial FOUR digits, not even five&#8230;.</p>
<p>Then again, I love the story an old friend of my mother&#8217;s tells about being a little girl in an even smaller town a bit inland. When she was three or so, she could pick up the party-line phone - this must&#8217;ve been ca. 1940 - and say to the operator &#8220;Do you know where my Mommy is?&#8221; - and not only did the operator know exactly who she was, but she DID know where her Mommy was&#8230;.</p>
<p>Maybe really, really high-tech will bring this kinda thing back to us&#8230;of course it&#8217;ll be like &#8220;Minority Report&#8221; and we&#8217;ll have zero privacy&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: J.P.</title>
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		<dc:creator>J.P.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 18:58:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Just to be different I bought all old fashioned desk and wall phones for our home. Granted, our phone connection is over the internet now but when the phone rings, it's a loud bell sound from the good ol' days. 

I'm with you, I hate talking on the phone. I'd rather IM people. Maybe I'll IM you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just to be different I bought all old fashioned desk and wall phones for our home. Granted, our phone connection is over the internet now but when the phone rings, it&#8217;s a loud bell sound from the good ol&#8217; days. </p>
<p>I&#8217;m with you, I hate talking on the phone. I&#8217;d rather IM people. Maybe I&#8217;ll IM you.</p>
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