Oh God It’s The Next Big-ish Thing
What costs $500, has no innovative functions, has been seen by very few people and attracted orders for 120,000 units in the first day it was put on sale?
Well I know no one got that wrong.
My problem is: I want one.
Trouble is now, when I wake up and turn on my iPhone to read news and emails, instead of the satisfying feeling that everything I want to know for the next half hour is at my finger-tips, I think: This would be so much better on a ten inch screen.
Blast it. My pleasure in my iPhone has been subverted. And the only way to recapture the pleasure is to buy one of these new bloody things.
The Wifi-only version is the one for me. I can put it on my bedside table – where my iPhone used to be – and read news and mail in the morning; in the daytime, I will put it on the table by the sofa to pick up and read as needs be.
Carrying it around seems out of the question. But, it might be worth packing for trips to read stuff in hotel rooms.
Appallingly, I am quite excited about getting one. Am I going mad?