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Sony SmartPhone To Work With PS2

thryllkill writes "Yahoo is reporting a new Sony plan to implement a telephone that can talk to a Play Station 2. Of course it pushing the idea of training characters for games on the run, but wasn't this already tried with the VMU? ."

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  1. I want a smart phone by Penis+Bird+Guy · · Score: -1

    with GPS for my lost penis bird.

    1. Re:I want a smart phone by Klerck · · Score: -1
      It's nice to see you back, Penis Bird Guy!

      This widneing is for you!


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  2. So by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Offtopic

    can I call in the first post while playing GTA?

  3. Death to Islam. by Alarmabad · · Score: -1

    Trains, planes, cars, rockets, telescopes, tires, telephones, radios, television, electricity, atomic energy, computers, and fax machines. All miracles made possible by the minds and spirits of men with names like Ampere, Bell, Caselli, Edison, Ohm, Faraday, Einstein, Cohen, Teller, Shockley, Hertz, Marconi, Morse, Popov. Ford, Volta, Michelin, Dunlop, Watt, Diesel, Galileo, and other "dead white males."

    All reports indicate that we have a booming economy right now, but few understand why this is so. I hate to disappoint my friends on the radical left, but it has nothing to do with Bonnie and Clyde Clinton or the Democratic Party, or with any other party for that matter. What Im about to say is tantamount to blasphemy in this politically correct day and age; yet truth is truth. How long are we going to pretend that origins play no role in our world, the origins of the inventions, science, technology, and economics of the world in which we live?

    Our present economic boom is due to the revolution in electronics and computer technology. But saying this is not enough, for these things didnt just spring into existence by themselves. They have traceable origins. And all of our "booms," throughout history, have the same origins as this one. Its no mystery. Just look at the list of names in your history books, and their national origins.

    The great majority of "booms" past and present have been brought about by the genius and inventiveness of that most "despicable" of genders, the dreaded white male, or, to be exact, by specific, individual white males. This is not to discredit the many contributions coming from non-whites, but fact is fact. Our most important and consequential inventions have come almost exclusively from white males.

    Curse me, or all white males, if you wish, that changes nothing. But if you call me a liar, youll have to come up with the proof that Im wrong. Remember, I didnt say there were no important contributions by non-whites; I said the overwhelming majority. Of course, I know about such things as the Chinese and gunpowder, but they didnt take it much beyond firecrackers and pyrotechnics. And I know about the pyramids and masonry of South America and the zero of the Arabs.

    Would we have atomic physics and electricity if it hadnt been for the ancient Greek philosophers who, for example, had the idea that all matter consists of tiny atoms? Aristotle (5th century, B.C., 25th century pre P.C.) used electric charges to treat gout! Archimedes perceived the center of gravity of solids, cylinders, and spheres. From the basic discoveries of Greek civilization it went to the Romans and after the fall of Rome, it passed to later Europeans who expanded on this scientific knowledge. In modern times these ideas were developed by such Europeans as Volta, Ampere, Watts, Bell, Edison, and Einstein, who provided the basis for most of the technical wonders of today. All of them dreaded white males.

    Maybe you got your enlightenment from one of the Ivy-League institutions of dis-education. Maybe they taught you that its all the result of white racism and oppression. That every time a potential Einstein, Edison, or Ford popped up in the Third World, a White hit-squad would swoop down and eliminate him before he had a chance to prove himself. Or maybe their schools refused to teach him in the Ebonics of his day. Or maybe they didnt have proper daycare facilities. Or maybe our would-be innovator came from a "dysfunctional family."

    But the facts tell us that many of the great men pursued their genius at great personal risk--like the astronomer Galileo, who proved that the earth revolves around the sun. He and other men of genius and courage refused to be suppressed even if it meant their lives. They would permit no race, gender, group or class to keep them from their pursuit of truth and excellence whatever the cost.

    If you eliminate, suppress, or debase the while male, you kill the goose that laid the golden egg. If you ace him out with "affirmative" action, exile him from the family, teach him that hes a blight on mankind, then bon voyage to our society. We will devolve into a turd-world cesspool. Where has there ever before in history been a group of human beings who have brought about the likes of the Magna Carta, the US Constitution, and the countless life-saving and life- improving inventions that we now enjoy?

    Now it is certainly true that China did lead the world in technology and commercial inventiveness about 1,000 years ago. They had great coal-mining operations, gunpowder, six-masted sailing ships, and intense commercial enterprise. But it all collapsed because the elites, the long-nailed Mandarins, centralized control--1,000 years before Mao--and crushed the expansion and inventions.

    Does this mean we should sit back and let ourselves be governed by someone just because hes a white male? Of course, it doesnt. It means simply that we shouldnt suppress anyone, including white males. Let our God-given gifts run free in a free and just society, free from the oppression and tyranny of social engineers. If anyone has gifts beyond our own, be he a white male or other, be grateful. Maybe we have gifts that in some small way can contribute something of value as well. One way or another, were all in the same boat. Few of us have truly outstanding gifts. And most of us have to humbly accept that there are others around who are more gifted than we are. In a democratic society its not for Big Brother to decide who shall thrive and who shall struggle in the hive.

    Wah. Wah. Cry wah. Fuck you commie. You leftish shit. Lets make the doors out of paper to let the burgulars in, give a big hug and try to kiss and make friends lalalalalal.

    This thread is making me sick, and all the commie leftist biased shit going on makes me even more sick.

    There are those few people here which have said some conservative sense to these leftists that would teach gay love to young boys for the sake of diversity.

    No one holds a gun to your head to eat that fuckin' McDonalds. NO ONE. These third world saps suck up American culture because they are busy chopping clitorises off of women, suppressing ethnic minority groups though genocide or some other bull shit.

    People are way to young and don't read much history. Ask Tibet how it likes China's takeover. Ask the Chinks how they like the Japs when they killed 100,000's during the occupation of Manchuria. Ask any of the down trodden eastern Europeans how it felt to have the long spear of the Soviet Ramrod up their asses during the cold war days? How bout a nice day in a GOULAG? How about making bomb shelters in Iraq near legit military targets to get "bad lefty communist like Christiana AMAPOUR to report civvie deaths even though Hussein is at fault?" How about starving Iraqi "children" aka terrorists in training starving to death because their leader is spending upwards ot 50B/year in WMD research. How about Canada and France selling No. Ko. reactor parts, great fuckin friends we have. How about getting the death penalty in Singapore for smoking a joint? How about giving the Middle East nations the oil fields back (after we built huge oil platforms for them, because the tent dwelling cretins were too fucking retarded

    FUCK TIHS ANTI AMERICAN shit. all the foreigners who get here legally stay for a fucking damn good reason. And I welcome you, so long as you pay taxes do what you fuckin want.

    This is historically unfounded. We get over our vices and inconsistencies fast here. USA makes mistakes, but the Sudanese still have slavery, we don't. We got over slavery damn quick compared to the rest of the world. We came a long way on suffrage (the right to vote to all the bleeding heart commies who have yet to pay much into the system yet). We may not be perfect yet, but shit, its far from shit. very far.

    I hate the commie shit socialists who want the least common denominator for everyone.

    FUCK YOU. Id rather nuke your ass and suck up some nice radiation I paid for that share my home with you fucking lazy un-working vermin.

    I'll never worry about losing the cure for cancer by nuking dumps like Iraq, because these defunct shithead countries will never make one.

    There is so much trash going around on this thread, it makes me laugh. Pseudo educated suppressed homosexuals (not that homosexuality is bad, but suppressing it, geeze you liberal fucks should spread the cheeks and get it done with, you spit your wad a lot harder when the person fucking your ass has a towel on his head) eructating puerile shit.

    I'm glad we are planning to make it possible to put me into bondage. I would rather die than be in bondage to these shitty subversive chinks or commies or morally bankrupt suppressive shitass Islamic Towelheads.

    We have said for 40 years plus, you do it, you think about it, and you are gone. the red button gets pressed, the red telephone gets slammed on the receiver.

    The Japs did well surrendering to us. They are the second or third largest economy in the World, jeeze, the USA really sucks to surrender to , huh? You tools need to think - you really think the US didn't do them a favor by burning down that house? They made off with our car industry for Christ's sake, and boy, I do love driving my Japanese car - its great. And I fucking paid it off in 9 months, $33,000 bucks. And not, its not public property, you cant have a ride, fuck off , its mine I PAID FOR IT. None of this commie shit.

    John Walker scume floating around Marin. Bezerkelyite fuckers with Barney Telletubbie view of the world scumballing their shit subversive agenda.

    I must say, piss on John Asscraft for being a fascist shit. I may hate you leftist fuck commies, but this right wing fascist shit sucks too.

    Really, really. What is going on? There are circles of power, some leaning left, some leaning right, some existing for themselves. They divide the people of the world, always focusing on what makes us different! Are you a fag or not? Are you black or white? Are you left or right? Are you a fat fuck? You know what I dont give a shit what you are, and thats still my fucking car. The circles of power want us to fight amongst ourselves while the prance off with all the fucking money and power.

    Everyone wants a nice Japanese import car, real medical care (not socialized shit, like that shit in the UK where if you reach a certain age you entitlement to care is GONE, like if you get dialysis, hit age 65, they PULL THE FUCKING PLUG, because they are commie shits), they want halfway decent schools, freedom to think etc. We got all that here. I live it. You fall on your face here because you are lazy, not a caste system.

    Tactical nukes are appropriate, and we had the finger on the button the last 50 years, we just want to remind the world, hey, have a wet dream, and well have a coupla kilotons of force to save us some money.

    Appeasing Hitler landed Neville Chamberlain in the historical doghouse, and it took Winston Churchill to show the world the right way. To quote Churchill, "'Democracy is the worst form of government except for all the others,'"

    All high and mighty EU, they armed these fucking countries. Half the Islamic nations shit came from French military hardware, roundly supplemented by the zipper heads. The I hear some leftist shit in this thread quote MAO the DUNG on the US being the "paper tiger". HAH. Nice life expectancy in China there, Mao Tse Dung. Nice going, harvesting organs from political prisoners for the highest bidders and government dignitaries.

    Commies say big business is evil. Hah. The "Evil" Big Business: Doesn't exist like you think it does. I am in a small business. My small business was created from money from big business to innovate new technology to stop Internet DDOS attacks. The innovation would be a B2B service for medium and small businesses. I get my health care, dental, paid vacation and education subsidy either directly or indirectly from Big "Evil?" Business. One could way to make things work better would be to give outright tax credits to companies doing good things in their communities, like building schools or repairing roads or bridges. I'm sure HP could negotiate a better price for the "NEW BAY AREA BRIDGE" than the cabal of stupid idiots running Oakland and San Francisco. Now that I think of HP, I think of a huge company that has built several hospitals and given BILLIONS of dollars in charity through the "David and Lucille Packard Foundation" - established 1964. General Electric was run by a bottom-to-top rags-to-riches engin

    Point: Be angry at the media for sucking, be angry at the government for wasting your money. Unless we get a western version of Mohandas Gandhi, be angry with every single Congressman, Senator whatever else. They step on your heads everyday.

    Time to go read about some new scientific discoveries or new information about open source software or something interesting. Politics suck.

    God I love those Krauts too. The fucking purified leftovers from the National Socialist party. Fuck you krauts. You started two god damn world wars. This Eurotarded Eurotrash Union is a suck bag quagmire of shit.

    And these Towelheads and their newfound love for Palestine. Keep in mind these Palestinian vagrants have been booted out of every ISLAMIC nation they try to infect. They are hooligan vagrants , and if you replaced Israel with lets say, a pro Towel regime like France, they would be next on hit list of all the adjacent Arab nations. No one wants to pay for these tent toting Neanderthalic holdovers from the 3rd century. May as well kill them. We wont have to in the long run, the morally bankrupt Islamic nations will mop them up for us when they have expired their usefulness to their twisted cause.

    And everyone blames DUBYA, like one person runs the fucking country. Meanwhile, the Congress and Senate make all the fuckin laws, the only power W gets is a big fat Veto. There isnt much the legislative branch can't override. DYBYA has an big administration, so of it is typical Right wing special interest trash, some of it is true blue pro the future of America. Shit, these people have to have some notion of self preservation. Every single Bush family relative isnt surviving WWIII, fuck, I'd be willing to be that 90% of everyone in that administration's extended families would be dead as doornails if there was an all out nuclear conflict. No one wants an extended nuclear conflict, but I would pay front row admission to see bin Towelheads skin get baked off by a tactical nuke dropped off by a Predator or some shit. You dont eve have to aim.

    The geopolitical situation in the world is not solely exacerbated by the US. It is bullshit to think that this country control the world's direction. People want what we have and arent willing to adopt our ways. We get what we want by worshipping our own dollar, more than POWER or RELIGION. Its only natural cretins dont catch on to this and feel like trying to defeat us "imperialists." Hey, quick secret you fuckers who hate us - STOP BUYING AND SELLING SHIT TO US, STOP USING OUR CURRENCY. I would be willing to bet that most of the world printed US currency isnt even in the US. Out of many one, e plurbus unum. Printed on the fucking money. I dont buy trickle down doesnt work either, our success trickles down. People think we should have the upper hand after we invent all this shit and create a venue for success because they are failures in life and have to resort to communism or socialism to make up for the fact they need Viagra to get it up, another American invention.

    I love how America is seen as this pretty glass castle, and the rest of the serfs plowing the fields for a fair wage all start tossing rocks because they or their culture or their family failed to give the intellectual tools to succeed. Yeah, thats our fault.

    I dont think an Islamic person will ever set foot off this planet, because anything not of the planet or Mecca or any aliens are probably UNCLEAN, UNHOLY and vile, and they MUST BEND to ALLAHS will. I cant believe people still believe in this superstitious bullshit.

    Hey lefty, youll get extra credit for your shit clas at Berkelely - its called the SUNDANESE CULTURAL CLASS, 101, learn to carve a girls clitoris off! 4 CREDITS!

    Bread gets moldy, turns to black.

    Lots of things turn dark, moldy and brown with age.

    Your kitchen floor was white at some point but you slovenly self had created a swampy quagmire of festering shit.

    Black or darkness is an archetype for ignorance in literature, because in the very early days, darkness of the night was a preclusion of the world that was known.

    White light is the presence of all the colors in the spectrum, black is the absence of all color.

    Your tird-world ape nations have a lot to learn from the crackers. Us whiteys. Us honkies. Us stupid and intellectually inferior (being very facetious here) crackers.

    We can cure you. We can. We can dilute your Arab stupidity, we can breed out your nigger sickle cells, we can wane your Asiatic elitism, we can eliminate your Pakistani desire to sell carpets and stink like body odor. We can probably not ever fix the lazy spics and mulattos of the south Americas, but maybe. We have to fuck your women. Let us come in droves and cure you of the animal genes that are mixed in there. Given that you apparently have a cerebral cortex, the animal nigger genes must be recessive.

    We can help. Help me help you. Find your wife, and let me knock her up.

    --
    Islam is Death, Death to Islam.
    1. Re:Death to Islam. by Roto-Rooter+Man · · Score: -1
      Among the Bourgeoisophobes
      Why the Europeans and Arabs, each in their own way, hate America and Israel.
      by David Brooks
      04/15/2002, Volume 007, Issue 30

      AROUND 1830, a group of French artists and intellectuals looked around and noticed that people who were their spiritual inferiors were running the world. Suddenly a large crowd of merchants, managers, and traders were making lots of money, living in the big houses, and holding the key posts. They had none of the high style of the aristocracy, or even the earthy integrity of the peasants. Instead, they were gross. They were vulgar materialists, shallow conformists, and self-absorbed philistines, who half the time failed even to acknowledge their moral and spiritual inferiority to the artists and intellectuals. What's more, it was their very mediocrity that accounted for their success. Through some screw-up in the great scheme of the universe, their narrow-minded greed had brought them vast wealth, unstoppable power, and growing social prestige.

      Naturally, the artists and intellectuals were outraged. Hatred of the bourgeoisie became the official emotion of the French intelligentsia. Stendhal said traders and merchants made him want to "weep and vomit at the same time." Flaubert thought they were "plodding and avaricious." Hatred of the bourgeoisie, he wrote, "is the beginning of all virtue." He signed his letters "Bourgeoisophobus" to show how much he despised "stupid grocers and their ilk."

      Of all the great creeds of the 19th century, pretty much the only one still thriving is this one, bourgeoisophobia. Marxism is dead. Freudianism is dead. Social Darwinism is dead, along with all those theories about racial purity that grew up around it. But the emotions and reactions that Flaubert, Stendhal, and all the others articulated in the 1830s are still with us, bigger than ever. In fact, bourgeoisophobia, which has flowered variously and spread to places as diverse as Baghdad, Ramallah, and Beijing, is the major reactionary creed of our age.

      This is because today, in much of the world's eyes, two peoples--the Americans and the Jews--have emerged as the great exemplars of undeserved success. Americans and Israelis, in this view, are the money-mad molochs of the earth, the vulgarizers of morals, corrupters of culture, and proselytizers of idolatrous values. These two nations, it is said, practice conquest capitalism, overrunning poorer nations and exploiting weaker neighbors in their endless desire for more and more. These two peoples, the Americans and the Jews, in the view of the bourgeoisophobes, thrive precisely because they are spiritually stunted. It is their obliviousness to the holy things in life, their feverish energy, their injustice, their shallow pursuit of power and gain, that allow them to build fortunes, construct weapons, and play the role of hyperpower.

      And so just as the French intellectuals of the 1830s rose up to despise the traders and bankers, certain people today rise up to shock, humiliate, and dream of destroying America and Israel. Today's bourgeoisophobes burn with the same sense of unjust inferiority. They experience the same humiliation because there is nothing they can do to thwart the growing might of their enemies. They rage and rage. Only today's bourgeoisophobes are not just artists and intellectuals. They are as likely to be terrorists and suicide bombers. They teach in madrassas, where they are careful not to instruct their students in the sort of practical knowledge that dominates bourgeois schools. They are Muslim clerics who incite hatred and violence. They are erudite Europeans who burn with humiliation because they know, deep down, that both America and Israel possess a vitality and heroism that their nations once had but no longer do.

      Today the battle lines are forming. The dispute over Palestine, which was once a local conflict about land, has been transformed into a great cultural showdown. The vast array of bourgeoisophobes--Yasser Arafat's guerrilla socialists, Hamas's Islamic fundamentalists, Jose Bove's anti-globalist leftists, America's anti-colonial multiculturalists, and the BBC's Oxbridge mediacrats--focus their diverse rages and resentments on this one conflict.

      The bourgeoisophobes have no politburo. There is no bourgeoisophobe central command. They have no plausible strategy for victory. They have only their nihilistic rage, their envy mixed with snobbery, their snide remarks, their newspaper distortions, their conspiracy theories, their suicide bombs and terror attacks--and above all, a burning sense that the rising, vibrant, and powerful peoples of America and Israel must be humiliated and brought low.



      BOURGEOISOPHOBIA is really a hatred of success. It is a hatred held by people who feel they are spiritually superior but who find themselves economically, politically, and socially outranked. They conclude that the world is diseased, that it rewards the wrong values, the wrong people, and the wrong abilities. They become cynical if they are soft inside, violent if they are hard. In the bourgeoisophobe's mind, the people and nations that do succeed are not just slightly vulgar, not just over-compensated, not just undeservedly lucky. They are monsters, non-human beasts who, in extreme cases, can be blamelessly killed. This Manichaean divide between the successful, who are hideous, and the bourgeoisophobes, who are spiritually pristine, was established early in the emergence of the creed. The early 19th-century German poet Holderlin couldn't just ignore the merchant bourgeoisie; he had to declare the middle classes "deeply incapable of every divine emotion." In other words, scarcely human.

      Holderlin's countryman Werner Sombart later wrote a quintessential bourgeoisophobe text called "Traders and Heroes," in which he argued that there are two basic human types: "The trader approaches life with the question, what can you give me? . . . The hero approaches life with the question what can I give you?" The trader, then, is the selfish capitalist who lives a meager, artificial life amidst "pocket-watches, newspapers, umbrellas, books, sewage disposal, politics." The hero is the total man, who is selfless, vital, spiritual, and free. An honest person might ascribe another's success to a superior work ethic, self-discipline, or luck--just being in the right place at the right time and possessing the right skills. A normal person might look at a rich and powerful country and try to locate the source of its vitality, to measure its human and natural resources, its freedom, its institutions and social norms. But for the bourgeoisophobe, other people's success is never legitimate or deserved. To him, success comes to those who worship the golden calf, the idol, the Satanic corrupter, gold.

      When bourgeoisophobes describe their enemies, they almost always portray them as money-mad, as crazed commercialists. And this vulgar materialism, in their view, has not only corrupted the soul of the bourgeoisie, but through them threatens to debase civilization itself and the whole world. It threatens, in the words of the supreme bourgeoisophobe, Karl Marx, to take all that is holy and make it profane.

      Some of the more pessimistic bourgeoisophobes come to believe that the worst is already at hand. "Our poor country lies in Roman decadence," the French conservative poet Arthur de Gobineau lamented in 1840. "We are without fiber or moral energy. I no longer believe in anything. . . . MONEY HAS KILLED EVERYTHING." (A great place to read bourgeoisophobe writing is Arthur Herman's "The Idea of Decline in Western History." Bourgeoisophobia is not Herman's theme, but his book does such a magnificent job of surveying two centuries of pessimistic thought that most of the key bourgeoisophobes are quoted.)

      And once the bourgeoisophobes had experienced the basic spasm of reaction, they soon settled on the Americans and Jews as two of the chief objects of their ire. Because, as Henry Steele Commager once noted, no country in the world ever succeeded like America, and everybody knew it. And no people in the European experience ever achieved such sustained success as the Jews.

      So the Jews were quickly established in the bourgeoisophobe imagination as the ultimate commercial people. They were the bankers, the traders, the soulless and sharp dealmakers who crawled through the cellars of honest and noble cultures and infected them with their habits and practices. The 19th-century Teutonic philosopher Houston Chamberlain said of the Jews that "their existence is a crime against the holy laws of life." The Jewish religion, he said, is "rigid," "scanty," and "sterile."

      The American bourgeoisophobe family, the Adamses, contained more than its share of anti-Semites. Brooks Adams lamented that "England is as much governed by the Jews of Berlin, Paris and New York as the native growth." Adams compared the Jews to a vast syndicate and declared simply, "They control the world." Henry Adams protested against the interlocked power of "Wall Street, State Street and Jerusalem." Later, the English historian Arnold Toynbee argued that the Jews, with their "consummate virtuosity in commerce and finance," had infected Western civilization with a crass materialism. Through their arrogance and viciousness, they were responsible for capitalism, godless communism, and the Holocaust, and so had contributed to Europe's decline.

      It's actually amazing how early America, too, was stereotyped as a money-grubbing commercial land and Americans a money-grubbing people. Francois La Rochefoucauld-Liancourt, who traveled in the United States in the 1790s, declared, "The desire for riches is their ruling passion." In 1805, a British visitor observed, "All men there make [money] their pursuit." "Gain! Gain! Gain! Gain! Gain!" is how the English philosopher Morris Birbeck summarized the American spirit a few years later. In 1823 William Faux wrote that "two selfish gods, pleasure and gain, enslave the Americans." Fourteen years after that, the disillusioned Russian writer Mikhail Pogodin lamented, "America, on which our contemporaries have pinned their hopes for a time, has meanwhile clearly revealed the vices of her illegitimate birth. She is not a state, but rather a trading company."

      Each wave of foreign observers reinforced the prejudice. Charles Dickens described a country of uncouth vulgarians frantically chasing, as he first put it, "the almighty dollar." Oswald Spengler worried that Germany would devolve into "soulless America," with its worship of "technical skill, money and an eye for facts." Matthew Arnold worried that global forces would Americanize England. "They will rule [Britain] by their energy but they will deteriorate it by their low ideas and want of culture." By 1904, people around the world were worrying about American cultural hegemony. In that year the German writer Paul Dehns wrote an influential essay called "The Americanization of the World." "What is Americanization?" Dehns asked. "Americanization in its widest sense, including the societal and political, means the uninterrupted, exclusive, and relentless striving after gain, riches and influence."

      In the 20th century the Americans' aggressive commercialism was symbolized by the unstoppable spread of jeans, Coca-Cola, McDonald's, Disney, and Microsoft. America, in the bourgeoisophobes' eyes, is the land of Bart Simpson, boy bands, boob jobs, and "Baywatch." The land of money and guns. Of insincere smiles and love handles. So by the time Osama bin Laden came along, hatred of America was well rehearsed, a finished product just waiting for him to pick it up. In 1998 bin Laden declared war on "the crusader-Jewish alliance, led by the United States and Israel." He added, "Since I was a boy I have been at war with and harboring hatred towards the Americans." He was only echoing Toynbee, who 30 years earlier said, "The United States and Israel must be today the two most dangerous of the 125 sovereign states among which the land surface of this planet is at present partitioned."



      FOR THE bourgeoisophobe, then, the question becomes, how does one confront this menace? And on this, the bourgeoisophobes split into two schools. One, which might be called the brutalist school, seeks to reclaim the raw, masculine vitality that still lies buried at the virile heart of human nature. The other, which might be called the ethereal school, holds that a creative minority can rise above prosaic bourgeois life into a realm of contemplation, feeling, art, sensibility, and spiritual grace.

      The brutalist school started in Germany, more or less with Nietzsche. In "Thus Spake Zarathustra," Nietzsche has a character declare that he is turning his back on the whole world of degenerate "flea-beetles," the ones who spend their lives "higgling and haggling for power with the rabble." Salvation instead is found in the will to power. The Ubermensch possesses force of will. He can thus be "a mighty . . . hammer" who will smash, "break and remove degenerate and decaying races to make way for a new order of life."

      The brutalists urged sons--"the explosive ones"--to revolt against their fathers. They romanticized insanity as a rebellion against convention. They looked back nostalgically to the crude, savage, and proud men of Homeric legend, Germanic history, and Norse myth. They looked for another such hero to emerge today, a virile warrior who would demolish the stale encrustations of an overcivilized world and revive the raw energy of the species. "We do not need ideologues anymore," Oswald Spengler argued, "we need hardness, we need fearless skepticism, we need a class of socialist master men." This, of course, was the path that led to Mussolini, Hitler, Saddam Hussein, and bin Laden.

      Meanwhile, the ethereal bourgeoisophobes were emerging in Paris and later London and the United States. They argued that people in decaying cultures should not try to reclaim their former economic and military power. It was wiser to accept the decline of their worldly power and embrace the contemplative virtues. Toynbee acknowledged that Europe's virile, self-assertive days were over. Europeans would have to choose between spending their money on comfortable welfare states and spending it on militaristic "war-making states." They could not afford both. He predicted (in 1926) that they would choose welfare states--and be forced to accept being "dwarfed by the overseas world which [Europe] herself had called into existence."

      The Europeans should therefore turn inward. As Arthur Herman notes, the human ideal Toynbee described looks a lot like Toynbee himself: "diffident, sensitive, religious in a contemplative and otherworldly sense, a man who shuns the world of violence and barbarism to pursue the 'etherealization' of himself and society." Toynbee denounced patriotism, commercial striving, and the martial spirit. Artists and intellectuals, the "creative minority," should lead until "the majority is drilled into following the minority's lead mechanically."

      Though Toynbee despised the United States, his books sold well here. His lecture tours were lucrative, and his picture was on the cover of Time magazine. When Hitler came along, Toynbee was an enthusiastic appeaser. He met Hitler in 1936 and came away deeply impressed (the two men hated some of the same things). He told his countrymen that Hitler sincerely desired peace. For, just as the brutalist school of bourgeoisophobia led to Hitler and Saddam, the ethereal school led to Neville Chamberlain and some of the European reaction to George Bush's Axis of Evil.



      SINCE SEPTEMBER 11, there has been a great deal of analysis of the roots of Muslim rage. But to anybody familiar with the history of bourgeoisophobia, it is striking how comfortably Muslim rage meshes with traditional rage against meritocratic capitalism. The Islamist fanatic and the bourgeoisophobe hate the same things. They use the same words, they utter the same protests. In an essay in the New York Review of Books called "Occidentalism," Avishai Margalit and Ian Buruma listed the traits that enrage al Qaeda and other Third World anti-Americans and anti-Westerners. First, they hate the city. Cities stand for commerce, mixed populations, artistic freedom, and sexual license. Second, they hate the mass media: advertising, television, pop music, and videos. Third, they hate science and technology--the progress of technical reason, mechanical efficiency, and material know-how. Fourth, they hate prudence, the desire to live safely rather than court death and heroically flirt with violence. Fifth, they hate liberty, the freedom extended even to mediocre people. Sixth, they despise the emancipation of women. As Margalit and Buruma note, "Female emancipation leads to bourgeois decadence." Women are supposed to stay home and breed heroic men. When women go out into the world, they deprive men of their manhood and weaken their virility.

      If you put these six traits together, you have pretty much the pillars of meritocratic capitalist society, practiced most assertively in countries like America and Israel. Contemporary Muslim rage is further inflamed by two additional passions. One is a sense of sexual shame. A rite of passage for any bourgeoisophobe of this type is the youthful trip to America or to the West, where the writer is nearly seduced by the vulgar hedonism of capitalist life, but heroically spurns it. Sayyid Qutb, who is one of the intellectual heroes of the Islamic extremists, toured America between 1948 and 1950. He found a world of jazz, football, movies, cars, and people obsessed with lawn maintenance. It was a land, he wrote, "hollow and full of contradictions, defects and evils." At one point Qutb found himself at a church social. The disc jockey put on "Baby, It's Cold Outside." As Qutb wrote, "The dancing intensified. . . . The hall swarmed with legs. . . . Arms circled arms, lips met lips, chests met chests, and the atmosphere was full of love." This was at a church social. You can imagine how the September 11 al Qaeda hijackers must have felt during the visit they made to a Florida strip club shortly before going off to their purifying martyrdom.

      The second inflaming passion is humiliation--humiliation caused by the fact that in the 1960s and 1970s, many Arab and Muslim nations tried to join this bourgeois world. They tried to modernize, and they failed. Some Arab countries continue to pursue the low and dirty modernizing path, continue to ape the sordid commercialists and even to accept the presence of American troops on Arabian soil. And this drives the hard-core Islamic bourgeoisophobes to even higher states of rage. As bin Laden himself notably put it, protesting the presence of American troops on Saudi land: "By God, Muslim women refuse to be defended by these American and Jewish prostitutes." The Islamist response to humiliation has been worship of the Muslim man of force. Islamist extremists romanticize the brutal warrior, just as the German bourgeoisophobes did, only the Islamists wear robes and clutch Korans. Like European and Japanese brutalists before them, the Islamists celebrate violence and build a cult of suicide and death. "The Americans love Pepsi-Cola, we love death," declared al Qaeda's Mualana Inyadullah after September11. Jews "love life more than any other people, and they prefer not to die," declared Hamas official Ismail Haniya on March 28 amidst a rash of suicide bombings.

      --

      The goatse guy for president. Win one for the gaper!
    2. Re:Death to Islam. by Roto-Rooter+Man · · Score: -1

      SINCE SEPTEMBER 11, there has been a great deal of analysis of the roots of Muslim rage. But to anybody familiar with the history of bourgeoisophobia, it is striking how comfortably Muslim rage meshes with traditional rage against meritocratic capitalism. The Islamist fanatic and the bourgeoisophobe hate the same things. They use the same words, they utter the same protests. In an essay in the New York Review of Books called "Occidentalism," Avishai Margalit and Ian Buruma listed the traits that enrage al Qaeda and other Third World anti-Americans and anti-Westerners. First, they hate the city. Cities stand for commerce, mixed populations, artistic freedom, and sexual license. Second, they hate the mass media: advertising, television, pop music, and videos. Third, they hate science and technology--the progress of technical reason, mechanical efficiency, and material know-how. Fourth, they hate prudence, the desire to live safely rather than court death and heroically flirt with violence. Fifth, they hate liberty, the freedom extended even to mediocre people. Sixth, they despise the emancipation of women. As Margalit and Buruma note, "Female emancipation leads to bourgeois decadence." Women are supposed to stay home and breed heroic men. When women go out into the world, they deprive men of their manhood and weaken their virility.

      If you put these six traits together, you have pretty much the pillars of meritocratic capitalist society, practiced most assertively in countries like America and Israel. Contemporary Muslim rage is further inflamed by two additional passions. One is a sense of sexual shame. A rite of passage for any bourgeoisophobe of this type is the youthful trip to America or to the West, where the writer is nearly seduced by the vulgar hedonism of capitalist life, but heroically spurns it. Sayyid Qutb, who is one of the intellectual heroes of the Islamic extremists, toured America between 1948 and 1950. He found a world of jazz, football, movies, cars, and people obsessed with lawn maintenance. It was a land, he wrote, "hollow and full of contradictions, defects and evils." At one point Qutb found himself at a church social. The disc jockey put on "Baby, It's Cold Outside." As Qutb wrote, "The dancing intensified. . . . The hall swarmed with legs. . . . Arms circled arms, lips met lips, chests met chests, and the atmosphere was full of love." This was at a church social. You can imagine how the September 11 al Qaeda hijackers must have felt during the visit they made to a Florida strip club shortly before going off to their purifying martyrdom.

      The second inflaming passion is humiliation--humiliation caused by the fact that in the 1960s and 1970s, many Arab and Muslim nations tried to join this bourgeois world. They tried to modernize, and they failed. Some Arab countries continue to pursue the low and dirty modernizing path, continue to ape the sordid commercialists and even to accept the presence of American troops on Arabian soil. And this drives the hard-core Islamic bourgeoisophobes to even higher states of rage. As bin Laden himself notably put it, protesting the presence of American troops on Saudi land: "By God, Muslim women refuse to be defended by these American and Jewish prostitutes." The Islamist response to humiliation has been worship of the Muslim man of force. Islamist extremists romanticize the brutal warrior, just as the German bourgeoisophobes did, only the Islamists wear robes and clutch Korans. Like European and Japanese brutalists before them, the Islamists celebrate violence and build a cult of suicide and death. "The Americans love Pepsi-Cola, we love death," declared al Qaeda's Mualana Inyadullah after September11. Jews "love life more than any other people, and they prefer not to die," declared Hamas official Ismail Haniya on March 28 amidst a rash of suicide bombings.

      THE BRUTALIST bourgeoisophobia of the Islamic extremists is pretty straightforward. The attitudes of European etherealists are quite a bit more complicated. Europeans, of course, are bourgeois themselves, even more so in some ways than Americans and Israelis. What they distrust about America and Israel is that these countries represent a particularly aggressive and, to them, unbalanced strain of bourgeois ambition. No European would ever acknowledge the category, but America and Israel are heroic bourgeois nations. The Israelis are driven by passionate Zionism to build their homeland and make it rich and powerful. Americans are driven by our Puritan sense of calling, the deeply held belief that we Americans have a special mission to spread our way of life around the globe. It is precisely this heroic element of ordinary life that Europeans lack and distrust.

      So the Europeans are all ambivalence. The British historian J.H. Plumb once declared that he loved America (and he was indeed a great defender of the United States), but even his admiration for the country "was entangled with anger, anxiety and at times flashes of hate." In his infuriatingly condescending and ultimately appreciative portrait "America," the French modernist Jean Baudrillard wrote, "America is powerful and original; America is violent and abominable. We should not seek to deny either of these aspects, nor reconcile them."

      But Europeans do seek to deny them--because they simply can't remember what it's like to be imperially confident, to feel the forces of history blowing at one's back, to have heroic and even eschatological aspirations. Their passions have been quieted. Their intellectual guides have taught them that business is ignoble and striving is vulgar. Their history has caused them to renounce military valor (good thing, too) and to regard their own relative decline as a sign of greater maturity and wisdom. The European Union has a larger population than the United States, and a larger GDP--and its political class has tried to construct an institutional architecture that will enable it to rival America. But the imperial confidence is gone, along with the youthful sense of limitless possibility and the unselfconscious embrace of ordinary striving.

      So their internal engine is calibrated differently. They look with disdain upon our work ethic (the average American works 350 hours a year--nearly nine weeks--longer than the average European). They look with disdain upon what they see as our lack of social services, our relatively small welfare state, which rewards mobility and effort but less gracefully cushions misfortune. They look with distaste upon our commercial culture, which favors the consumer but does not ease the rigors of competition for producers. And they look with fear upon our popular culture, which like some relentless machine seems designed to crush the local cultures that stand in its way.

      To European bourgeoisophobes, America is the radioactive core of what Ignacio Ramonet, editor and publisher of Le Monde Diplomatique, recently called "The Other Axis of Evil" in a front-page essay. It controls the IMF and the World Bank, the institutions that reward the rich and punish the poor, Ramonet claimed. American institutions such as the Heritage Foundation, the American Enterprise Institute, and the Cato Institute promulgate the ideology that justifies exploitation, he continued. The American military provides the muscle to force-feed economic liberalism to the world.

      They look at us uncomprehendingly when our leaders declare a global assault on terror and evil. They see us as a mindless Rambo, a Mike Tyson with rippling muscles and no brain. Where the Islamists see us as a decadent slut, the European etherealists see us as a gun-slinging cowboy. The Islamists think we are too spoiled and comfortable, the Europeans think we are too violent and impulsive. Each side's view of us is a mix of Hollywood images (Marilyn Monroe for the Islamists, John Wayne for the Europeans), mass-media distortions, envy-driven stereotypes, and self-justifying delusions. But each side's vision springs from a deeper bourgeoisophobia--the prejudice that people who succeed in worldly affairs must be morally and intellectually backward. This article of faith governs the way even many sophisticated Europeans and Muslims react to us.



      AFTER SEPTEMBER 11, there was a widespread fear in Europe and in certain American circles that the United States would lash out violently and pointlessly. In fact, the United States has never behaved this way. It was slow to respond to Pearl Harbor; it was too timid in its responses to the USS Cole and other attacks. But to many Europeans, who must believe in our mindless immaturity in order to look themselves in the mirror each morning, it was obvious that the United States would shoot first and think afterwards.

      These Europeans have assigned themselves the self-flattering role of being Athens to our Rome. That's what all the talk about coalition-building is about; the mindless American car dealer with the big guns should allow himself to be guided by the thoughtful European statesman, who is better able to think through the unintended consequences of any action, and to understand the darker complexities. Much European commentary about America since September 11 has had a zoological tone. The American beast did not know that he was vulnerable to attack (we Europeans have long understood this). The American was traumatized by this discovery. The American was overcompensating with an arms build-up that was pointless since, with his gigantisme militaire, he already had more weapons than he could ever need.

      Furthermore, the American doesn't see the deeper causes of terrorism, the poverty, the hopelessness. America should really be spending more money on foreign aid (it's interesting that Europeans, who are supposed to be less materialistic than we are, inevitably think more money can solve the world's problems, while Americans tend to point to religion or ideas).

      "What America never takes a moment to consider is that, despite its mightiness, it is a young country with much to learn. It had no real direct experience of the First and Second World Wars," declared a writer in the New Statesman, echoing a sentiment that one heard across the Continent as well. America, many Europeans feel, has no experience with the Red Brigades, the IRA, the Basque terrorists. Americans have no experience with Afghanistan. The dim boobies have no idea what sort of instability they are about to cause. They will go marching off as they always do, naively confident of themselves, yet inevitably unaware of the harm they shall do. Much of the reaction, in short, has been straight out of Graham Greene's novel "The Quiet American." The hero of that book, Alden Pyle, is a well-intentioned, naive, earnest manchild who dreams of spreading democracy but only stirs up chaos. "I never knew a man who had better motives for all the trouble he caused," one of the characters says about him. Much of the European intellectual response to the American war has less to do with actual evidence than with figures from literature and the mass media. Sometimes you get the impression that the only people who took the images of Rambo, the Lone Ranger, and Superman seriously were the European bourgeoisophobes who needed cliches to hate.

      When the etherealized bourgeoisophobe goes to practice politics, he instinctively dons the pinstripes of the diplomat. Diplomacy fits his temperament. It demands subtlety instead of clarity, self-control instead of power, patience instead of energy, nuance instead of restlessness. Diplomacy is highly formal, highly elitist, highly civilized. Most of all, it is complex. Complexity is catnip to the etherealized bourgeoisophobe. It paralyzes brute action, and justifies subtle and basically immobile gestures, calibrations, and modalities. Bourgeoisophobes have a simple-minded faith that whatever the problem is, the solution requires complexity. Any decisive effort to change the status quo--to topple Saddam, to give up on Arafat, to foment democracy in the Arab world--will only make things worse.

      We Americans have our own bourgeoisophobes, of course. If I pulled from my shelves all the books about the moral backwardness of the enterprising middle classes, I could stack them to the ceiling. I could start with the works of the Transcendentalists, then move through Dreiser, Mencken, Sherwood Anderson, and Sinclair Lewis. Then we could skim swiftly through all the books that bemoan the moral, cultural, and intellectual vapidity of suburbanites, students, middle managers, and middle Americans: "Babbitt," "The Man in the Gray Flannel Suit," "The Souls of Black Folk," "The Lonely Crowd," "The Organization Man," "The Catcher in the Rye," "The Cultural Contradictions of Capitalism," "The Affluent Society," "Death of a Salesman," "Soul on Ice," "The Culture of Narcissism," "Habits of the Heart," "The Closing of the American Mind," "Earth in the Balance," "Slouching Towards Gomorrah," "Jihad vs. McWorld," just about every word ever written by Kevin Phillips and Michael Moore, and just about every novel of the last quarter century, from "Rabbit is Rich" through "The Corrections." It's a Mississippi flood of pessimism. As Catherine Jurca recently wrote in "White Diaspora: The Suburb and the Twentieth-Century American Novel," "As a body of work, the suburban novel asserts that one unhappy family is a lot like the next, and there is no such thing as a happy family."

      The pessimism falls into several categories. There is straightforward, left-wing bourgeoisophobia from writers who think commercial culture has ravaged our souls. Then there is the right-wing variant that says it has made us spiritually flat, and so turned us into comfort-loving Last Men. Then there is the conservative pessimism that purports to be a defense of the heroic bourgeois culture America embodies while actually showing little faith in it. Writers of this school argue that the solid capitalist values America once possessed have been corrupted by intellectual currents coming out of the universities--as if the meritocratic capitalist virtues were such delicate flowers that they could be dissolved by the acid influence of Paul de Man.

      It all adds up to a lot of dark foreboding, and after September 11, it doesn't look that impressive. The events of the past several months have cast doubt on a century of mostly bourgeoisophobe cultural pessimism. Somehow the firemen in New York and the passengers on Flight 93 behaved like heroes even though they no doubt lived in bourgeois homes, liked Oprah, shopped at Wal-Mart, watched MTV, enjoyed their Barcaloungers, and occasionally glanced through Playboy. Even more than that, it has become abundantly clear since September 11 that America has ascended to unprecedented economic and military heights, and it really is not easy to explain how a country so corrupt to the core can remain for so long so apparently successful on the surface. If we're so rotten, how can we be so great?

      It could be, as the bourgeoisophobes say, that America thrives because it is spiritually stunted. It's hard to know, since most of us lack the soul-o-meter by which the cultural pessimists apparently measure the depth of other people's souls. But we do know that despite the alleged savagery, decadence, and materialism of American life, Americans still continue to react to events in ways that suggest there is more to this country than "Survivor," Self magazine, and T.G.I. Friday's.

      Confronted with the events of September 11, Americans have not sought to retreat as soon as possible to the easy comfort of their great-rooms (on the contrary, it's been others around the world who have sought to close the parenthesis on these events). President Bush, a man derided as a typical philistine cowboy, has framed the challenge in the most ambitious possible terms: as a moral confrontation with an Axis of Evil. He has chosen the most arduous course. And the American people have supported him, embraced his vision every step of the way--even the people who fiercely opposed his election.

      This is not the predictable reaction of a decadent, commercial people. This is not the reaction you would have predicted if you had based your knowledge of America on the extensive literature of cultural decline. Nor would you have been able to predict the American reaction to recent events in the Middle East, which also differs markedly from the European one. Just as the French anti-globalist activist Jose Bove, heretofore most famous for smashing up a McDonald's, senses that he has something in common with Yasser Arafat (whom he visited in Ramallah on March 31), most Americans sense that they have something in common with Israel in this fight. Most Americans can see the difference between nihilistic terrorism and a democracy trying fitfully to defend itself. And most Americans seem willing to defend the principles that are at stake here, even in the face of global criticism and obloquy. In this, as in so much else, George Bush reflects the meritocratic capitalist culture of which he is a product. While the rest of the world was lost in a moral fog, going on about the "cycle of violence" as if bombs set themselves off and the language of human agency and moral judgment didn't apply, the Bush administration, by and large, has been clear.



      IN THIS and many other aspects of the war on terrorism, the American leaders and the American people have been stubborn and steadfast. Just as the American people patiently persevered through a century of fighting fascism and communism, there is every sign they will patiently persevere in the conflict against terrorism, which is really a struggle against people who despise our way of life.

      Maybe the bourgeoisophobes were wrong from the first. Maybe they were wrong to think that 90 percent of humanity is mad to seek money. Maybe they were wrong to think that wealth inevitably corrupts. Maybe they were wrong to regard themselves as the spiritual superiors of middle-class bankers, lawyers, and traders. Maybe they were wrong to think that America is predominantly about gain and the bitch-goddess success. Maybe they were wrong to think that power and wealth are a sign of spiritual stuntedness. Maybe they were wrong to treasure the ecstatic gestures of rebellion, martyrdom, and liberation over the deeper satisfactions of ordinary life.

      And if they weren't wrong, how does one explain the fact that almost all their predictions turned out to be false? For two centuries America has been on the verge of exhaustion or collapse, but it never has been exhausted or collapsed. For two centuries capitalism has been in crisis, but it never has succumbed. For two centuries the youth/the artists/the workers/the oppressed minorities were going to overthrow the staid conformism of the suburbs, but in the end they never did. Instead they moved to the suburbs and found happiness there.

      For two centuries there has been this relentless pattern. Some new bourgeoisophobe movement or figure emerges--Lenin, Hitler, Sartre, Che Guevara, Woodstock, the Sandinistas, Arafat. The new movement is embraced. It is romanticized. It is heralded as the wave of the future. But then it collapses, and the never-finally-disillusioned bourgeoisophobes go off in search of the next anti-bourgeois movement that will inspire the next chapter in their ever-disappointed Perils of Pauline journey.

      Perhaps, on the other hand, September 11 will cause more Americans to come to the stunning and revolutionary conclusion that we are right to live the way we do, to be the way we are. Maybe it is now time to put intellectual meat on the bones of our instinctive pride, to acknowledge that the American way of life is not only successful, but also character-building. It inculcates virtues that account for American success: a certain ability to see problems clearly, to react to setbacks energetically, to accomplish the essential tasks, to use force without succumbing to savagery. Perhaps ordinary American life mobilizes individual initiative, and the highest, not just the crassest aspirations. Maybe Baudrillard, that infuriatingly appreciative Frenchman, had it right when he wrote about America, "We [Europeans] philosophize about a whole host of things, but it is here that they take shape. . . . It is the American mode of life, that we judge naive or devoid of culture, that gives us the completed picture of the object of our values."

      Because the striking thing is that, for all their contempt, the bourgeoisophobes cannot ignore us. They can't just dismiss us with a wave and get on with their lives. The entire Arab world, and much of the rest of the world, is obsessed with Israel. Many people in many lands define themselves in opposition to the United States. This is because deep down they know that we possess a vitality that is impressive. The Europeans regard us as simplistic cowboys, and in a backhanded way they are acknowledging the pioneering spirit that motivates America--the heroic spirit that they, in the comfort of their welfare states, lack. The Islamic extremists regard us as lascivious hedonists, and in a backhanded way they are acknowledging both our freedom and our happiness.

      Maybe in their hatred we can better discern our strengths. Because if the tide of conflict is rising, then we had better be able to articulate, not least to ourselves, who we are, why we arouse such passions, and why we are absolutely right to defend ourselves.

      --

      The goatse guy for president. Win one for the gaper!
  4. Sony VoIP.. by adporter · · Score: 1

    Could you jiggle this to make VoIP work?

    1. Re:Sony VoIP.. by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 0

      YES! we have YAKISOYBA!!!

    2. Re:Sony VoIP.. by XMichael · · Score: 1

      hmm, interesting comment

    3. Re:Sony VoIP.. by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Troll
      What's better?

      (a) a Sony voIP project

      or

      (b) sex with a mare
  5. nice job, Sony. by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 0

    so this is where all the R&D money is going.

  6. ugh by anotherone · · Score: 1
    Nintendo did something like this, there was a game a few years ago called "Hey You, Pikachu!" that came with a microphone you plugged into your N64. It didn't matter WHAT you said into the thing, pikachu would just do the exact same thing... namely, walk into stuff. This was the least fun game I've ever rented. I knew it would be dumb when I got it, but I was hoping for a fun kind of dumb, you know...


    I'm sure that Sony's PS2 version is much better, but I'll pass.

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    1. Re:ugh by Jayr · · Score: 1

      You should read the article...it doesn't mention anything about speech recognition. It's more of a way of continuing gameplay.

    2. Re:ugh by HobbitGod42 · · Score: 0

      except in hey you pikachu there wasn't voice recognition either. basically it saw how loud you were talking and if you talked too loud pikachu got pissed. kinda like seaman. interesting game but you could say 'do you want me to drop kick the dreamcast' in a nice voice and it would get a good response.
      On a side note... this also works with labradors... you could say 'I am going to kick you in the head and stomp on your tail' in a nice googly eyed type voice and they would love you for ever...

  7. I am... by Anal+Cocks · · Score: -1

    a big, juicy penis.

    --

    Hey, kid... wanna touch my "kernel patch"?

    -- Alan Cox

  8. Whoa there... by magicslax · · Score: 3, Interesting

    That's bloody scary. I'm sure this is exactly the thing my gamer addict friends need to help them kick the habit. um..no.

    What with mobile gaming, instant messaging, and various other communication devices a veritable electronic culture is right on the horizon - it seems a bit like the navi-obsessed youth in Lain. The question is if it's better, worse, or somewhere to the side.

    1. Re:Whoa there... by Hyperfrog · · Score: 2, Interesting
      Scary? I wonder if they could get access to your PS2 across the network and find out what games you've been playing recently (ie: since you purchased the PS2), what saves are currently in your system etc.

      Is this like now.. you wake up at 1am to take a slash and see your hard drive going off it's nut (spewing it's contents up the line to some nice hacker)..

      So soon we will walk into our loungeroom and finding some hacker playing GTA3 and demonstrating his expert knowledge concerning the trick with the hooker?

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      Move faster
  9. Sony PocketStation by zsazsa · · Score: 5, Interesting

    but wasn't this already tried with the VMU?

    Don't forget the Sony PocketStation which came out at about the same time as the Dreamcast with its VMU. It plugged into the memory port of the PS1. It was never sold in the US, but the US version of Final Fantasy VIII had support for it (documented in the manual, even.)

    Ian

    1. Re:Sony PocketStation by zsazsa · · Score: 2

      Actually, doing a little more scouring, it looks like the PocketStation may have actually sold in the US at some point.

      Show

    2. Re:Sony PocketStation by Tofuhead · · Score: 2

      The new domestically-released Arc the Lad Collection likewise includes the Arc III Pocketstation game, translated into English by the Working Designs crew, _just_ for those people who own imported Pocketstations. BTW, I have two of these (white and clear)...now I'm trying to hunt down a clear Sony-brand PSOne dual shock, so both controller ports on my PSOne are color-coded.

      < tofuhead >

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      It is still the dark of night.
    3. Re:Sony PocketStation by YourMissionForToday · · Score: -1

      Don't forget to forget Final Fantasy VIII. God what a piece of shit game that was!

    4. Re:Sony PocketStation by 56ker · · Score: 2

      From reading the article it seems Sony want you to be able to play games with your mobile phone. Perhaps this is partly because of the portability of the PocketStation.

    5. Re:Sony PocketStation by mgblst · · Score: 1, Flamebait

      now I'm trying to hunt down a clear Sony-brand PSOne dual shock, so both controller ports on my PSOne are color-coded.

      Good luck with that. I'm sure all of us here at slashdot and in the real world wish you the best in your struggle to find color coded shit for your ps! And i really mean it!

    6. Re:Sony PocketStation by TotallyUseless · · Score: 1

      Good luck with that. I'm sure all of us here at slashdot and in the real world wish you the best in your struggle to find color coded shit for your ps! And i really mean it!

      Just as all of us here at slashdot wish you the best in your struggle to learn html.

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      Time for some tasty Shiner Bock!
    7. Re:Sony PocketStation by Zhenya · · Score: 1

      And also (the UK version at least) of Ridge Racer Type 4 had compatibility with PocketStation. There was all this hype, models posing with it etc. etc. etc., was going to be sold for £20... and nothing happened. Annoying, that. The chocobo GF is a great big pile of turd without the PocketStation.

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  10. Hello? PS2? by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 0

    Beep boop bap buzz

    grind twitter twitter beep bop

    click snap whirr grind

    beep beep buzz twitter.

  11. Sir, Gran Turismo on Line 2 by geoffsmith · · Score: 1, Funny

    Yes, it is that ridiculous.

    Websurfing: The Next Generation - StumbleUpon

    1. Re:Sir, Gran Turismo on Line 2 by mk1024 · · Score: 2, Interesting

      True, but such a ridiculous idea could make sony lots of money. I see this as simply one more scheme in an attempt to make the PS2 the low-budget network/gaming/communications applicance in the home.

      Heck, who needs a PC or imac when a PS2 with net access will do what 90% of people want anyways!

      The real question is... can they pull it off?

  12. oh really? by neo8750 · · Score: 1, Funny
    Sony plan to implement a telephone that can talk to a Play Station 2.

    Will it help me beat parts of level where i'm stuck or tell me where that power up is?

    1. Re:oh really? by LighthouseJ · · Score: -1

      All I have to say about that is:

      Up Down Up Down Left Right B A B A Start

  13. Q & A by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Flamebait

    Q: What is big and blue and sits on my front porch?

    A: my nigger and I'l paint him any color I want.

  14. The negative side - Bloatware by tempestdata · · Score: 5, Insightful
    The problem with all this WAPI stuff is that by trying to fit more and more functions into small devices like pagers and phones, they are comprimising usability. Unless they come up with voice activation, this problem will continue to increase.


    For instance. Surfing the web, reading/writing your emails, and checking the news is simply annoying to do from a cell phone. Sure, its handy when you dont otherwise have access to computers and such, but the interface just sucks. Reading 5 words per page of a news article is simply not practical.


    Now they will add a whole bunch of new features and that will mean the user will have to traverse a bigger more complicated menu system. What percentage of the users will actually USE those new fancy features? This just looks like feature bloat to me. Sort of how Microsoft does it.


    "How do we get them to drop their old cellphones/software and upgrade to new cellphones/software in order to generate new revenue?" Answer: "Put in a whole new set of features that and hype them up the best you can!"

    --
    - Tempestdata
    1. Re:The negative side - Bloatware by cypr355 · · Score: 2, Insightful

      "The problem with all this WAPI stuff is that by trying to fit more and more functions into small devices like pagers and phones, they are compromising usability"

      Not just usability though, bandwidth becomes an issue when a whole mess of people decide to surf the web, read their email, etc. at once. The system can barely handle the phone calls alone without stuffing a whole bunch of data down the pipe as well. Once customers get too fed up with the service, they start to migrate; which prods the companies into trying to get more spectrum. And if attained they try to get the userbase back with more "features" which strain bandwidth, and on and on and on...

    2. Re:The negative side - Bloatware by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 0


      You said it brother.
      As a matter of fact, this trend seems to be invading all spheres of life nowdays.
      What is not being reliazed is that adding more and more and more features to a device is not always the best thing to do. Bloatware is exactly what it becomes.
      There should be a limit to how much functionality should be added to an already successful and functional device.
      Things are getting just too complicated.
      I'm starting to wonder how far we really are from the matrix.

    3. Re:The negative side - Bloatware by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 1, Interesting
      Eh? If everyone switched from voice to email the bandwidth requirements would drop to fraction of what they are now. A typical email might be 5000 bytes, which translates to less than 4 seconds of gsm-compressed audio. Now I'm not saying people will altogether stop making phonecalls if they get email on their phone, but they would very likely make less calls in favor of email (assuming of course that the usability issues mentioned earlier were fixed first, if not nobody will use email and nothing changes). Websurfing with a phone isn't the same thing as websurfing with a PC: The display mandates the pages are small and extremely conservative with images. You wont be visiting any 500KB sites with a phone.

      Remember all of these services are already available in Japan and it seems to be working just fine.

  15. I've been saying it... by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 0, Redundant

    Sony is going to be the next microsoft. Watch out, people.

    1. Re:I've been saying it... by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 0

      Sony was around long before MS. MS's business model is childish compared to Sony's. Comparing the two just shows how short sighted some people's kids are.

      And just for the record, I'm happy to buy Sony...and happy to pirate MS.

    2. Re:I've been saying it... by MisterBlister · · Score: 1

      Sony may be bigger in head count and product lines but MS has more phat cash in the bank...

  16. Front porch? by Roto-Rooter+Man · · Score: -1

    I keep mine chained up out by the cotton fields. No use in scaring the neighbors by having a big ol' King Kong out front.

    --

    The goatse guy for president. Win one for the gaper!
  17. My confession by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Troll

    Nothing makes me harder than the thought of my lips wrapped around a pulsating cock, awaiting that one second when it will explode with semen, flooding my throat and nostrils until I choke.
    -CmdrTaco

    I Like to suck dick
    I suck it all day long
    I like to suck dick
    Nothing like a great big wong.
    I like to suck dick
    I'll do it till the day I croak
    Just don't ask me to swallow.
    Cause I'll probably choke
    -CowboyNeal

  18. Ahh by NiftyNews · · Score: 5, Funny

    Dude, your phone just killed my Level 26 Dwarf Assassin. AGAIN.

  19. CmdrTaco's first time with Tyrone by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Troll

    CmdrTaco was new to the slashdot compound. He had just recently come out as gay even though he had known at some level that he was a flaming homo his entire life. CmdrTaco had discovered a website called slashdot that helped him come out, and eventually he came to be a part of the crew of Slashdot janitors living in the Slashdot compound.

    CmdrTaco had heard CowboiKneel and Homos talking about Tyrone. They didn't say much in the way of useful information. All they would tell CmdrTaco was that Tyrone visited the Slashdot compound every other week on Friday. Then they would just smile.

    CmdrTaco wondered with anticipation about Tyrone, but would have to wait a week to meet him.

    The next Friday Tyrone visited the Slashdot compound. CmdrTaco nearly fainted when he saw Tyrone. Tyrone was huge (nearly 6 feet 6 inches tall), black, and incredibly muscular. This was in direct contrast to CmdrTaco who was short at 5 feet 3 inches tall, white, and incredibly thin. Tyrone saw CmdrTaco and said in his deep voice, "Fresh meat. I want to take him first."

    CmdrTaco was both nervous and excited as he and Tyrone went to his room in the Slashdot compound. When they got there Tyrone closed the door and locked it. Tyrone then picked up and threw CmdrTaco on the bed. Tyrone then proceeded to all manner of homosexual acts against CmdrTaco's small body. Tyrone made CmdrTaco suck his dick. He would also make CmdrTaco take his dick up CmdrTaco's ass. Since Tyrone had a big black dick, CmdrTaco cried out in pain. Eventually, CmdrTaco fell unconcious.

    The next day CmdrTaco woke up with bruises all over his body, with every part of his body in pain. The rest of the Slashdot janitors were in a similar state. CmdrTaco couldn't wait for Tyrone to come visit again.

  20. Wow... by NickRob · · Score: 1

    Sounds kinda.. eh.

    This sounds like the dreamcast's VMU more than sony's. That was the best way to get your VMU stolen... have a game on it and play it in class (You can't take it! It contains roughly 64 hours of my life!) Now a phone? I'm gonna guess that the sony phone plan won't be as kind as others. What happens if you get a phone call while running the vmu mini-prog? Does Snake curse out your caller?

  21. In case Tyrone's homies want to read this: by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Troll

    Cmdrtaco wuz fresh t' da damn slashdot compound. He had plum recent-like come
    out as gay even though he had known at some kinda' level dat he wuz some
    flamin' homo wassups entire life. Cmdrtaco had discovered some website called
    slashdot dat helped him come out, an' eventual-like he came t' be some part o'
    da damn crew o' Slashdot janitors livin' in da Slashdot compound.

    Cmdrtaco had heard Cowboikneel an' Homos rappin' about Tyrone. They didn't say
    much in da way o' useful 4-1-1. All they would tell Cmdrtaco wuz dat Tyrone
    visited da damn Slashdot compound every otha' week on Friday. Den they would
    plum smile.

    Cmdrtaco haid-scratched wit' anticipashun about Tyrone, but would got'ta wait
    some week t' meet him.

    Da next Friday Tyrone visited da damn Slashdot compound. Cmdrtaco near-like
    fainted when he spotted Tyrone. Tyrone wuz huge (down low, near-like 6 feet 6
    inches tall), ebony, an' incredibly musculah'. Dis wuz in direct contrast t'
    Cmdrtaco who wuz short at 5 feet 3 inches tall, pale, an' incredibly thin.
    Tyrone spotted Cmdrtaco an' said in wassups deep voice, "Fresh meat. I wanna
    snatch him fust."

    Cmdrtaco wuz bot' nervous an' 'escited as he an' Tyrone went t' wassups room in
    da Slashdot compound. When they gots dair Tyrone closed da damn do' an' locked
    it. Word. Tyrone den picked down an' threw Cmdrtaco on da bed. Tyrone den
    proceeded t'all manna' o' homosexual acts against Cmdrtaco's little-ass body.
    Tyrone made Cmdrtaco suck wassups wood. He would also make Cmdrtaco snatch
    wassups wood down Cmdrtaco's ass. Since Tyrone had some big-ass ebony wood,
    Cmdrtaco cried out in pain. Eventual-like, Cmdrtaco fell unconcious.

    Da next day Cmdrtaco woke down wit' bruises all ova' wassups body, wit' every
    part o' wassups body in pain. Da rest o' da damn Slashdot janitors wuz in some
    similah' state. Cmdrtaco couldn't wait 4 Tyrone t' come visit again.

  22. Why, God, why? by realgone · · Score: 4, Insightful
    Quote from Sony Ericsson president Katsumi Ihara (showing just how misguided this whole effort is):

    People are going to buy a phone for a particular purpose, whether it's to take pictures, or listen to music, or whatever. That's a fact that you have to remember.

    Or maybe they're buying the phones to, oh I don't know, call people?! Perish the thought.

    I give up. The way this content synergy thing is going, my kitchen blender's probably gonna have a Sony-branded web browser and pop-up ads in another 10 years. Hope they've got open source margaritas by then... *sigh*

    1. Re:Why, God, why? by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 0

      Come to Japan and see how outdated your concept of "calling people" really is.

    2. Re:Why, God, why? by King_TJ · · Score: 2

      That's my first thought too - but you also have to remember that American/Western culture doesn't always go for the same things that others do.

      I think there's a strong undercurrent of "that's just too geeky/uncool to use my *telephone* with a game system!" in America. In Japan, however, I'm not so sure. These are the same folks that really got into that whole idea of wearing pagers that are set off when you come into close proximity with someone else who is highly "compatible" with you. They also like animated porn.

    3. Re:Why, God, why? by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 1, Interesting

      Frankly, this "Insightful" comment is way overrated. It displays a lack of insight and only demonstrates the cultural blinders of its author.

      The fact of the matter is that 'synergy' or 'convergence' or any of the other buzzwords that have been floated to describe the merging of all mobile devices into a single uber-device have at their core a fundamental paradigmatic misfire. They all attempt to graft phone features onto a PDA or MP3 players into the PDA. However, all of these are too bulky, fragile, and are usually too much hassle to use (Treo, for example) to be of any practical use.

      The Japanese have hit on the obvious solution. Forget the fucking PDA altogether. Phones are the optimal size for personal digital assistants. The trick is to shrink the rest of the crap into the phone's size. NTT has made some progress in this area with i-mode through the use of Java applets that run on the phone. Screen size is not a problem, Asian phones sport much larger color screens within a thinner shell. There really isn't a reason to be stuck with the crappy 1"x1" screens that Nokia's trying to force on Western consumers.

      Gaming as an extension of the PS2 (or really any machine, for that matter) is simply another extension of the phone. If it is insightful to wear blinders or to purposefully ignore the improvements in design that are happening everywhere but in the U.S., then perhaps the OP should be modded up +5.

    4. Re:Why, God, why? by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Troll
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    5. Re:Why, God, why? by mr_exit · · Score: 3, Interesting

      calling people is overrated. now I'm a hightech worker and as such am being overpaid and am expected to have the cool toys.

      I mean I was given a new nokia the other day, i currently own an ericsson and the nokia was smaller with a longer battery. but i gave it to a friend because i wanted to keep my ericsson... why??

      because my phone has tetris and pacman....

      YES thats the only reason..... dont say noone will buy one... because at the moment I'm eyeing up the new ericcson with java.. JUST SO I CAN PLAY GAMES!!

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      Drink Coffee - Do Stupid Things Faster And With More Energy!
    6. Re:Why, God, why? by infiniti99 · · Score: 2

      Totally agreed. There are a certain number of non-phone features that are handy, like a clock and alarm, but IMO features like music are overkill. Embedding a digital camera is even more absurd.

      These extra features are what PDAs and other peripherals are for. I just got me a Sharp Zaurus, and for that I say pile on the features (as packages I can choose to add/remove). I'll always have my phone with me, but if I want extra features then I'll take my PDA. If I want a digital image, I have my digicam. If I want to email an image, then I combine all 3.

      Unfortunately, getting wireless internet access from a PDA has always been a pain in the neck. Either you need a cable (going carry one in your pocket all day?) or you have to use infrared (keeping a PDA aimed at a phone is hard enough.. ever tried doing it in a car?). Thus, wireless internet features (WAP, Java) are crammed into phones, since it is the only way a normal person is going to order a pizza wirelessly.

      I hope bluetooth solves all of these problems, then we can easily have separate dedicated components and our phones can return to being simple.

    7. Re:Why, God, why? by squaretorus · · Score: 2

      I'm eyeing up the new ericcson with java

      Exactly. You've got a phone with 'a game' now you want one with GAMES. So you get one with Java - so you can play ANY Java game.

      Now, allow that phone to talk to other devices and you can write a Java partner game to ANY game on ANY device that can talk to th phone! PC, PS2, GameCube, anything that can talk to the phone.

      Useful? I dont know. Could be. Set up a complex SimCity session and take it to work with you on your phone to monitor that all important residential tax rate! Analyse the lap times from last nights session to see where Dan beat you? Some bizarre Yoshi vs Mario thing to let you build up stamina for MarioKart 3000000 while your sitting on the bus?

      The possibilities are endless.

      Ulimately, this leads to the SAME GAME running on different devices allowing 2 player games on the same game on a PS12 and a PC. Thats probably 10 years away, but having your phone become a gameboy that can talk to your gamecube (in real time) would be coolio!

    8. Re:Why, God, why? by realgone · · Score: 1
      It displays a lack of insight and only demonstrates the cultural blinders of its author.

      And I've also got pretty bad taste in clothing. What's not to love?

    9. Re:Why, God, why? by frunch · · Score: 1

      Except that what's the game like for the person who DOESN'T own the cellphone / VMU now?? Companies are now forcing people to buy an entirely new device so that they can get the full experience out of a game they purchased. This pissed me off about Sonic Adventure for the GC, which required you to buy a Gameboy Advance to raise you're "Chao" (a Chocobo-raising type of mini-game).

      So in order to fully complete some PS2 games now, we're going to have to purchase this phone. Great. Great way for Sony to make money that is.

    10. Re:Why, God, why? by realgone · · Score: 2
      Okay, now that I've got the sass out of my system and a full cup of coffee in front of me, let me mount a cogent defense on my own behalf.

      What was described in that article amounts to corporate feature bloat: design driven by the content one wants to sell, not the needs of the consumer. Every time a technology was mentioned during that ZDNet interview, the Sony rep immediately explained how they plan to use it as a conduit for some piece of Sony-branded content (Mariah Carey, J-Lo, the PS2, etc.) That's the compelling reason why companies are so hot to roll out rich media wireless appliances right now. As an interactive advertising producer, I can tell you that folks are chomping at the bit waiting for this oft-promised but not-yet-delivered marketing mainline (and revenue generator).

      And that's what bugs me about the situation described in the article: we're locked in a cycle right now where companies are creating artificial demand rather than addressing existing needs. A J-Lo branded phone? That connects to my PS2? At what point did we decide to applaud companies for features that, while not compellingly useful, at least aren't not useful.

      I repeat, this is feature bloat. It tacks on unnecessary technology to base model products, ultimately driving up the price point for entry-level consumers who never asked for those features to start with. Call 'em "cultural blinders" if you will, but at the end of the day I just call it "feeling manipulated by the almighty dollar/yen/euro".

      Two quick notes: (1) I misattributed the original quote. That was said by Sony Ericsson vice president Anil Raj. Sorry 'bout that. (2) I agree, my original post wasn't intended to be insightful. It was intended to be flip, which is about all I could muster up at that late hour. But the mod system has a mind of its own. =)

  23. You there, Lara Croft? by ScriptGuru · · Score: 0

    I think its just an excuse to let us flirt with the hot characters. Or, one would hope/dream.

    --
    Yet another signature that refers to itself. The irony and humor is dead.
    1. Re:You there, Lara Croft? by neo8750 · · Score: 1

      The ultimate turndown would to have a game character tell you to buzz of after asking them for there number.

  24. synergy! by EricBoyd · · Score: 1

    Think of the possibilities -- I'm sure that 1-900-lara-croft will be popular!

    Of course, the downside is that now you can be telemarketed from deep within that gaming zone :-(

    Websurfing done right! StumbleUpon

    --
    augment your senses: http://sensebridge.net/
  25. A great quote from Sony's VP... by Chiasmus_ · · Score: 3, Funny

    You've got to forget all the acronyms... GPRS is just an enabler. With WAP, and decent security, and digital rights management, I could, say, have a service to subscribe to get messages for all the goals my football team makes. I could get an MMS with a picture or a video clip sent to me.

    Forget all the acronyms? I can't even extricate the meaning of this paragraph through them.

    --
    "Beware he who would deny you access to information, for in his heart he deems himself your master."
    1. Re:A great quote from Sony's VP... by Black_Logic · · Score: 3, Funny

      Forget all the acronyms? I can't even extricate the meaning of this paragraph through them.

      I think he means, WTF?! :)

      --
      Ansi's and stupid tricks!
    2. Re:A great quote from Sony's VP... by Kris_J · · Score: 2
      With WAP, and decent security, and digital rights management, I could, say, have a service to subscribe to get messages for all the goals my football team makes.
      With SMS and no security and no digital rights management many people can do this already.
    3. Re:A great quote from Sony's VP... by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Troll
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      Classic 2 Oh yeah, in the shitter some more, in the shitter.
      Classic 3 More Ass stretchin goodness.
      Female Goater My pussy is too small for this melon.
      Goatse Grandpas - GRANPA GOAT S3X0R5
      Son of a Goat - Holy fucking son of a goat. Kinda looks like Tako from behind, but to be sure I'd have to ask CowGryl Kneel
      1 Oh, pardon me sir, would you happen to have any ANAL LUBE?
      2 UNGH FART, pssssbt, ungh, tweeep, squeaaaaaak ungh
      3 PFFFFFFFFFFT AHH pffft
      4 FOOOOOOOOOOOOF blud dribble dribble
      Prime Number Shitting Goatse SE THE Prym3 number flow like the river SHIT
      Goatse Returns! Fuck yeah, the goat man is a coming back to Trollaxor
      1 You Will Love to Goatse on all the things of Internet.
      2 Will Search and initiate to new members, and you will show the way to the light (www.goatse.es.org)
      3 When they return of to see our God Goatse, you mock of them.
      4 To fuck, to fuck that are shocked the planets!

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      The large barnyard is one of the four main elimination systems of the world. In Chinese medicine allthe internal sex are paired. The large barnyard is paired with the zoo. Your puppy (dog/horse) is made up of four main sections:
      (1) ascending, (2) transverse, (3) descending sex & the (4) sigmoid. It's total length is approximately 5 to 5 1/2 feet and it ends at the anus where feces eliminated from the body. The small pony's length is approx. 26 ft. long. They are called large and small not because of their length but because of their width & diameter.

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    4. Re:A great quote from Sony's VP... by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 0

      Yeah, I'm still trying to figure out where the digital rights management fits into that (other than the marketdroid is required to say something good about DRM in every press release). Last I checked DRM was for restricting usage of CDs, not sending text messages to phones...

  26. Potential is great... by eyepeepackets · · Score: 2, Insightful

    ...provided true game-enhancing functionality is included. Of course to get this, games would have to be initially designed with such products in mind to truely reach their potential. An example might be "universal characters" in a distributed MUD or MMORPG, where instead of the monolithic games we see today, users can move their character(s) between nodes (cities? nations?) of vast, distributed games, nodes built by individuals or small groups of individuals.

    Where do the phones come in? Easy to move your character(s) at a moments notice, do some skill/spell botting whilst on the bus/toilet/meeting table, etc. Could also make it easy to take your character to your friends house/PS2 for a session. With net connected systems, the phones could allow for certain gaming aspects to be done remotely, in game chatting for example (MUDs beat the hell outta IRC for in-context chatting environments.)

    Just some thoughts.

    --
    Everything in the Universe sucks: It's the law!
  27. ubersnakes! by supabeast! · · Score: 3, Funny

    Rock! Now I can train my Nokia snakes into uber-monsters to summon into FFOnline!

    1. Re:ubersnakes! by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 0

      Summons already take too long. Do you really want to wait for the monster to download itself, too? :) Maybe we'll get to watch your uber-monster crawl out of the phone or something while waiting for it & get downloaded...

  28. VMU? by hackwrench · · Score: 2, Insightful

    You make it sound like the VMU was a failure, but it was really too soon to tell whether the VMU would succeed or fail if it wasn't for the Dreamcast's failure in general.

    1. Re:VMU? by LMariachi · · Score: 1

      It bears noting that the Dreamcast didn't exactly fail. If you beat a kid to death halfway through the SATs, does the kid "fail?"

  29. hrmm.... by EnderWiggnz · · Score: 1

    ahem...

    Depends on application availability.

    --
    ... hi bingo ...
  30. Nothing special, just Sony being Sony by Tofuhead · · Score: 4, Insightful

    So what? It's a phone with a built-in Pocketstation/VMU-type device, with the additional bonus that you can use it talk to your games. It's just a jumble of traditional accessories (VMU & microphone) integrated into a phone that will likely be prohibitively expensive for gamers who don't need new phones. They also mention customizing phones with Jennifer Lopez digital goodies like ringtones, photos, and website bookmarks (or something like that), which tells me that they're just hyping this thing up to anybody who's interested in any of Sony's other products (PS2, J.Lo, they're all just Sony products to tie-in). Some of the latter paragraphs in the article add up to almost exactly that, quite blatantly.

    I don't foresee many game developers chasing this idea down to include in their games, at least, not in ways that can't also be played by using a standard Pocketstation and mic (read: using a physical interface like USB). I doubt remote PS2 access is even being considered for these things; what game developer would ever want to tackle the issue of allowing your PS2 to act as a dial-up or web server for your low-res, low-bandwidth phone any way? Rather, I see some Sony Ericsson execs trying to tie the popularity of the Sony PS2 with their new phone line (bad pun not intended), and that's it.

    < tofuhead >

    --
    It is still the dark of night.
  31. PS2 SWG Beta? by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Troll

    Hey guys, I'm having trouble with my beta copy of Star Wars Galaxies(PS2). When I boot with the Lunix kit, I'm getting an error that says:

    Not found: /dev/bb

    But I have the ethernet card config'd properly. Can anyone help?

    Also, you were duped into reading this post. Lunis is for fags. FreeBSD rocks your socks. As an aside, I had your sister last night. In the pooper too!

    1. Re:PS2 SWG Beta? by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Troll

      did you know that back in the bay area, the phrase slash dot refers to anal intercourse?

    2. Re:PS2 SWG Beta? by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Troll

      ooooh! ooooh! oooh!
      And a taco commander was someone who liked to ride the male sex organ thingy

      booyah!

  32. Re:Sony PocketStation/FFVIII by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 1, Interesting

    The PC version of FFVIII had the "missing" pocketstation feature of the Chocobo game. It was a seperate app that you could open up, aside from the actual game.

  33. So what? by robolemon · · Score: 3, Funny
    I'm really not that impressed. I mean, come on, the XBox has been able to listen in on all the telephones in your house from the very beginning.

    "Oh, what Bill?... Oh, I wasn't supposed to tell them that? Sorry."

    --

    I design user interfaces for a free network management application,

  34. Unrelated by propheci · · Score: 2, Insightful

    The comparison between VMU and this thing is totally absurd. the VMU was made mainly so you could have a separate screen while playing the game (i.e., picking plays in NFL2K series, stats for NBA2K series). when you unplugged the VMU, it couldn't "talk" to the DC. in addition, you couldn't play the game just on the VMU (there were separate, simple games on it).

    if the smartphone works as advertised, you could essentially play parts of the game with the phone. i can make trades in Madden while i'm in class! it's would be like a PDA for the PS2 and sync whenever you connect. awesome idea.

    1. Re:Unrelated by swankypimp · · Score: 1
      i can make trades in Madden while i'm in class!

      Good idea! This would be great not only for sports games' rosters, but would work for stats-oriented role playing games, too. Rolling up a Baldur's Gate character, for example. ("Dude, check out the 18/00 strength, 90 point Paladin I rolled during math class!") Back in my day I had to tool around on the TI-81 during boring lectures; once these babies come out I'll have to go back to school just for the goofing-off time.

      Other than that, though, its uses seem fairly limited.

      --

      --All your stolen base are belong to Rickey Henderson
    2. Re:Unrelated by Tofuhead · · Score: 5, Informative

      The VMU wasn't made "mainly" as a private second screen. It was made mainly to be used as I assume this phone is supposed to be used...as a memory unit that also acts as a detached game playing device. The VMU was also designed with the private screen function, but really it's a glorified memory card that can play simple games; that's why it's detachable from the controller, and not just an LCD built standard into every controller.

      (Don't tell me you've never heard of people raising their pet Chaos from Sonic Adventure on their VMUs, or baby Godzillas. What do you think the D-pad and buttons on VMUs are for? Such portable game data could then be used by games, since the VMU is just a memory interface any way.)

      And while you can't use the VMU as a mic, there is a Dreamcast mic that comes with some games (domestically: Alien Front Online, Seaman) that acted this way. So yes, this phone is a glorified VMU/mic combo, with a phone at its foundation (making this thing expensive). Please also note that in the article, the Sony Ericsson exec mentioned that this thing would likely be connected to the PS2 via USB...I seriously doubt you will be dialing into or remotely accessing your PS2 remotely, not when you consider the hassles it would be trying to deal with the as-yet non-bundled PS2 modem or BBA.

      < tofuhead >

      --
      It is still the dark of night.
    3. Re:Unrelated by goatkoran · · Score: -1, Troll
      FO&D
      GOAT KORAN
      Classic 1 HIT ME IN THE SHITTER BABY, UGH HUH
      Classic 2 Oh yeah, in the shitter some more, in the shitter.
      Classic 3 More Ass stretchin goodness.
      Female Goater My pussy is too small for this melon.
      Goatse Grandpas - GRANPA GOAT S3X0R5
      Son of a Goat - Holy fucking son of a goat. Kinda looks like Tako from behind, but to be sure I'd have to ask CowGryl Kneel
      1 Oh, pardon me sir, would you happen to have any ANAL LUBE?
      2 UNGH FART, pssssbt, ungh, tweeep, squeaaaaaak ungh
      3 PFFFFFFFFFFT AHH pffft
      4 FOOOOOOOOOOOOF blud dribble dribble
      Prime Number Shitting Goatse SE THE Prym3 number flow like the river SHIT
      Goatse Returns! Fuck yeah, the goat man is a coming back to Trollaxor
      1 You Will Love to Goatse on all the things of Internet.
      2 Will Search and initiate to new members, and you will show the way to the light (www.goatse.es.org)
      3 When they return of to see our God Goatse, you mock of them.
      4 To fuck, to fuck that are shocked the planets!

      Goatsex goatsex GOATSEX Goat Sex animal sex bestiality
      Of all the animal sex in the world, the one that suffers the most abuse from modern sexual habits is the large barnyard, otherwise known as the animalsex Our animals were intended by nature to function as a smoothly flowing sex systems, in order to promptly flush digestive wastes from the body.
      The large barnyard is one of the four main elimination systems of the world. In Chinese medicine all the internal sex are paired. The large barnyard is paired with the zoo. Your puppy (dog/horse) is made up of four main sections:
      (1) ascending, (2) transverse, (3) descending sex & the (4) sigmoid. It's total length is approximately 5 to 5 1/2 feet and it ends at the anus where feces eliminated from the body. The small pony's length is approx. 26 ft. long. They are called large and small not because of their length but because of their width & diameter.

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      --
      goatkoran
  35. Can you hear me now? by Aiku1337 · · Score: -1, Offtopic
    GOOD!

    Sorry. I actually like those commercials.
    No, really, I do.

  36. OMG YES!! by kingharrison · · Score: 2, Funny

    With just a $300 dollar PS2, a $90 dollar phone adapter, $20 month for Sony's special ISP, I can talk to someone over the Internet! Im going to go sell my cell phone right now!

  37. Re: Lil Johnny by smartipants · · Score: 1

    Ha! Phone sex on a PS2... I think lil johnny will definitely want one of these for christmas!
    "I swear mom, it was just a game..."

  38. I can hear the conversation now . . . by div_2n · · Score: 0, Troll

    Me: Please tell me where the secret door is.

    PS2: If it was up your ass you would know exactly where it is.

    Come on, what is the point?

  39. no shit by FreshPondPhil · · Score: -1, Troll

    Me and the bros were just discussing this in front of the hardware store after the 104 threw us out of the CVS parking lot. I said, "How cool would it be to have a phone talk to your PS2?" and Enzo said, "Yeah man, that would be the shit, but we don't even have enough money to buy a TV because all we do is hang out on Fresh Pond 24/7/365!" but then Louie said, "Well, we could make a bunch of cash with this crapflood..."

    DR. LOUIS KALU TEL:234 8023132472 FAX: 234 - 1 - 7595586 LAGOS - NIGERIA.

    Dear Sir,

    I write you this letter of request for partnership which I hope you will give your urgent attention. We worked as members of the Contract Review/Payment Committee inaugurated by the present Democratically Elected Government of the Federal Republic of Nigeria headed by General Olusegun Obasanjo (rtd). We are empowered to deligently reviewed, re-appraised, scrutinized and approved contract payments to contractors who executed contracts under the past military regime and our work is almost concluded.

    In the course of our work we discovered this fund, which resulted from grossly over invoiced contracts, which were executed for the Nigerian National Petroleum Corporation (NNPC) by a consortium of several Foreign Companies like ABB LUMMUS, J.G.C. CORPORATION JAPAN BOUYGUES OFFSHORE AND A JOINT VENTURES OF SPIEBATIGNOLES AND DRESSER GMBH FOR:

    (1) THE EXPANSION OF THE PIPELINE NETWORK WITH NIGERIA CRUDE OIL AND DOWNSTREAM PRODUCTS DISTRIBUTION AND SUBSEQUENT EVACUATION.

    (2) CONTRACT FOR THE TURN AROUND MAINTENANCE (TAM) OF THE VARIOUS REFINERIES IN THE COUNTRY.

    (3) THE CONSTRUCTION OF STORAGE TANKS FOR PETROLEUM PRODUCTS (DEPOTS).

    Amounting to the tune of US$255.3Million but was over invoiced to US$290Million. And we deliberately approved these payments and all contractors have been paid with these projects executed and since commissioned leaving the sum of US$34.7m floating in the escrow account of the Central Bank of Nigeria (CBN) ready to be paid for the technical services of item number 2 as stated above. Before digressing further I would want you to know that our Civil Service code of conduct forbids us from owning foreign companies or operating foreign accounts while in Government service hence we are contacting you to be part of this transaction.

    We intend to use you as a front to get the over invoiced amount of US$34.7Million out of the Government coffers to a designated account by you. Not regarding your field of specialization (investment) you are going to forward us with any company name that we will claim executed the technical services in the turn around maintenance of the refineries mentioned above. All logistics are in place and all modalities worked out for the smooth conclusion of the transaction within ten to fourteen days of commencement after the receipt of a positive response from you. You are going to get 25% of the fund by posing as the beneficiary of this fund while my colleagues and I will get 70% to ourselves with which we wish to invest in Agriculture and Mechanized Farming in conjunction with you and 5% will be set aside for reimbursement to both parties for all expenses incurred locally and internationally during the realisation of this transaction, including telephone bills, as a matter of fact you are expected to take a sincere inventory of your telephone bills.

    It is imperative to let you know that I am also a project engineer with the Nigerian National Petroleum Corporation (N.N.P.C).

    Despite researches carried out to verify and ascertain your personality we can only move ahead if you can further assure us of your transparenthonesty,diligency and promise to help and treat this proposal with utmost confidentiality. We are men of proven integrity in our various fields who have put in 22 - 30years in the Civil Service of our country, we are therefore averse to having our image and career dented. That is why we should acknowledge the fact that confidentiality is the key to the smooth conclusion of this risk free transaction.

    Awaiting your earliest positive response.

    Best regards and remain blessed.

    DR LOUIS KALU

    --

    --Mad propz to the homies cruisin the CVS parking lot.
  40. I already carry around enough crap. by Kris_J · · Score: 3, Interesting

    I tried out one of those Pikachu tamagotchi things a while back, but it's an awfully useless thing to have clipped to your belt. My keyring is so full of keys that nothing plastic survives on it for very long. I carry around a TRGpro, so if someone wants me to play their game anywhere it better damn well work on a grayscale Palm with OS 3. And quite frankly, a little PalmOS app that could read and interact with a save game from a standard flash card (CF for me, MMC/SD for most other new Palm owners) wouldn't be too hard to write. Oh, that's right, none of the games consoles use standard flash RAM...

  41. CENSORDOT!!! by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Offtopic

    Hey, it's been a month since I posted a reply and funny, the site "claims" that it had been 14 seconds since I made a reply? Funny, cause I used a naughty word...yep a naughty word. IF you Taco commanders don't like naughty words then be a man about it and say so and none of these lies about how I'm sending too many posts. It happens EVERY TIME. Pathetic!

  42. Interruptions here we come by Winterblink · · Score: 2, Funny

    Oh great, now I can be in the middle of a meeting with clients when my Tamagotchi will phone me and let me know it's hungry and wants food.

    --
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  43. wow by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Troll

    you taco commanders are bigger cowards that the taliban.

  44. woah by Anonymous Coward · · Score: -1, Troll

    what's this stringy stuff coming out my commander taco???

  45. ...it has *not* been done before... by Sodakar · · Score: 5, Insightful

    To all of you complaining about having to carry *another* item, or saying that "it's been done before"... Are you telling me that your VMU or PocketStation could make phone calls, store phone numbers, and have semi-PDA functionality?

    The whole point of this product is that you *won't* be carrying anything extra, as the gaming feature will be enabled on your mobile phone. Additionally, because they claim that you'll most likely use the USB cable to synchronize your data, you won't have to have your phone plugged into your PS2 when playing with the PS2.

    However, it's not without major snags. If it's going to sell, then Sony has to make it a "must-buy" product for everyone. So... while a mobile phone with gaming functions may work for adults and teenagers, what about kids? I'm guessing not too many parents want their 6-year-old to have a mobile phone just so s/he can play games, then turn around and overuse the mobile phone and run up the bill...

    So... then what? Sony would have to make a non-mobile phone version of this portable gaming unit for young kids. Unfortunately, though, once Sony starts selling *just* the gaming unit for $100 or so, then all the people who already have phones won't have incentive to spend $300 on a gaming-phone when $100 will buy them the game, and they can keep their current mobile phone.

    So... make the gaming/training ability not too complicated or meaningful, in efforts to lower the cost? Then people won't carry it around...

    I've seen consumer spending habits for mobile phones in the last 10 years, and while I'm no expert, I think it's safe to say that very few people are willing to dish out $200-$300 on a new phone when they have a perfectly working one...

    We shall see...

    1. Re:...it has *not* been done before... by tealover · · Score: -1

      Fuck Sony in the ass. I would never buy one of their shitty ass products. Japanese people are too dirty for my tastes.

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  46. h4ck th4 g1bs0n by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 0

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  47. Hellosen by MisterBlister · · Score: 1

    Mesa no havin da booma!

  48. GBA? by wastingtape · · Score: 2, Insightful

    This sounds like a plan to keep up with Nintendo's GameCube to Game Boy Advance adaptor. Same idea, just different device.

  49. PS/2 sucks, USB is in. by Anonymous Coward · · Score: 0

    Who's using PS/2 anymore? Everyone is using USB. Even Linux supports USB now.

    1. Re:PS/2 sucks, USB is in. by Cornelius+the+Great · · Score: 1

      Are you trying to be funny? Or did you actually mix up the names PS/2 and PS2 (Playstation2). Please, don't post if you don't understand the subject... BTW- USB sucks, 1384 is in

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  50. Bound to Fail, but for Noteworthy Reasons by Shelrem · · Score: 2, Insightful

    That's right, this is bound to fail, but not for the reasons you're guessing. Let me start at the beginning:

    In Understanding Comics, Scott McCloud discusses the various levels of abstraction in comic art. How abstract a character is has a great deal of influence on how the character is perceived. Charlie Brown is Charlie Brown because of how he is drawn as much as because of his personality. If Charlie Brown were drawn by Gary Larson, of The Far Side, or acted by Mike Meyers, it just won't feel like Charlie Brown.

    If you're with me so far, then it's not too terribly large a step to say that video game characters don't translate well across levels of abstraction either. The semi-realistic Lara-croft would not feel like the same character if presented as a pudgy Mario-esque character. Of course, over franchises, characters do evolve, this is a tricky process, often involving the redefinition of a character. Donkey Kong, for example, is an entirely different character in Donkey Kong Country than in the original Donkey Kong.

    There is yet another aspect of abstraction with games. That is, the gameplay itself can be more or less abstract. Ultimately, players have no problem with a 8-bit Mario who can jump 8 times his own height, and doubles in size when touching a mushroom, but in a 3d third-person shooter, this would seem quite out of place.

    So, ultimately, my point is that games that go back and forth from 128-bit near-photo-realistic graphics and advanced simulation to 128x128 pixel monochrome display with menu-based simple game mechanics will ultimately not be terribly compelling. This is more true for games whose characters, settings, and mechanics are more technologically advanced and more realistic. It would be like watching a movie with your favorite actors, and then when you're out of the house, getting to see a cartoon version with simplified plot and dialog. Not that there's anything wrong with either form, it's just that they do not mesh well together.

    There are games for which this system would work perfectly well (Pokemon coming to mind), but as the industry will not rally around the niche created by this phone, the number of games who will take good advantage of this technology will be severly limited, for good or ill.

    ben.c

    1. Re:Bound to Fail, but for Noteworthy Reasons by jeromio · · Score: 1
      Not that I'm entirely disagreeing with your point, but you obviously have not seen a P800 or looked at the specs. It's roughly equvialent to an iPaq or Jornada. And, interestingly enough, there IS in fact a port of Lara Croft Tombraider for the Quartz Symbian platform, specifically written for Ericsson (they had a megadollar tie-in with that movie). It actually looks pretty good - as good as the PC version IMO, albeit with a smaller screen.

      So, in theory, the P800 could run ports of various PS2 games without losing that much in play-ability. I could definately envision a slightly scaled down GranTurismo that you could play against another P800 via bluetooth or even against a PS2 via USB.

      From this article though, I think that they are very much thinking baby-steps: using the phone as strictly a memory device with the primary benefit of linking the SonyEricsson mobile phone with the popular Sony PS2 brand in the consumer conciousness.

  51. GameBoy better watch out... by starvingartist12 · · Score: 2, Interesting

    IIRC, Sony previously mentioned it wasn't about to enter the whole portable gaming domain with a portable Sony system to rival Nintendo's GameBoy series. They always said that cellphones and palms-devices would be where people will be playing portable games in the future.

    Nintendo is totally unchallenged in the portable gaming area right now. Maybe it's just feature bloat in cellphones now... but I think Nintendo should be watching this very closely.

  52. why this won't work... by matt_maggard · · Score: 2, Insightful


    This will have little to no impact on the gaing industry. There is one simple reason. For game add-ons, they MUST be standard equipment that everyone who purchases the system will have. Otherwise game companies won't invest the money to support it. Here is an example using made up numbers for illustrative purposes:

    Microsoft's (boo, hiss, etc - moving on) xbox features a built in hard drive. All developers can use its capabilities. Mainly this means drive caching and too a lesser degree wma audio. Sony is going to release a hard drive add on soon. I expect very little to come of it. Game companies will be forced to support the PS2 hard drive and user with no hard drive OR just pretend that nobody has the hard drive. Which path do you think is cheaper? In addition, how will game makers know if their game's target market are purchasers of the hard drive? Most likely Sony will only have sales data. ie Sony knows they have sold 1 million PS2s and 250,000 hard drive units. They do not know if it is teen FPS gamers buying the hard drives or the RPG players. Meanwhile Microsoft has sold 500,000 xboxes and therfore 500,000 hard drives. Bassed on this, I expect xbox developers to unanimously support the hard drive and hardly any PS2 developers to support it.

    How's this for a comparison:

    Sega's dreamcast had a built in 56k modem. Towards the end of it life, sega realeased a broadband adapter. Hardly any games supported it. Yes I do recognize that the system was on its last leg but I don't think that changes anything.

    Anyway, Sony is adding a feature to its phone that they can tout and have press releases about. Will developers support it? A resounding no.

    IANAGP -I am not a game programmer - just a player.

  53. New RPG class by S.I.O. · · Score: 1

    PS2 RPG developers are considering a new character class, the "Mobilius". Members of this new powerful class can utilize up to 8 3G gadgets, though the character in most cases dies from brain cancer before reaching the 30th level. Can use efficient light magic like "Instant Interracial Porn Video Feed" and "Direct-to-Brain Anime Download". The ultimate dark magic is ".Net Armageddon", which destroys the opponents' non-proprietary information sources, and makes them pathetic license fee paying slaves.

  54. my phone is better. by diablochicken · · Score: 1

    my phone lets me talk to people.

  55. slashdot is amazing by srpayne · · Score: 0

    I love how slashdot can take one obscure sentence from an article with a much larger scope and make a headline out of it.

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  56. Could be good...could be bad? by amuro98 · · Score: 2, Interesting

    Since Sony was seriously talking about making the Playstation the center of your entertainment unit, how long before you can simply call up your PS2 and tell it to record a TV program for you?

    Of course, this might mean you might also start getting calls from the PS2...

    Imagine having to tell your boss you have to go home to finish MGS3, because if you don't, the villian in the game will start deleting your MP3 collection.

  57. p800 rocks by nedrichards · · Score: 1

    The p800 is an exceedingly cool device. I got a chance to play with one last week and it will rock your socks clean off. J2ME and MIDP Java applety things are a main bonus but the whole way it's put thogether, the kick ass UI and the quality Symbian operating system underneath it all is very exciting.

    The OS is the same as that in the Nokia 92XX series and their 7650 camera phone.

    This is exceedingly exciting.

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