Considering a new Smart Phone

[TPA]

I'm thinking about a new phone. I want lots o features, but the absolute most important feature is SAR rating.

I'm a Verizon customer, not really interested in changing, and the Blackberry Storm 9530 has a SAR rating of .57 W/Kg (body) .5 (head)

This is lower than my current phone.

The storm had bad ratings when it first came out, but the firmware update is supposed to have fixed the problems. Problem is, I can't find many reviews since the updates.

Anyone using this phone? Any thoughts?

 

[Anonymous]

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[TPA]

That is where I got the info about the storm.

I normally would not worry about it, but I carry my phone in my pocket and I do not want to take too many chances.

Do you happen to know if they got the bugs out?

 

[MitchJi]

Hi,

Your question prompted me to start a new thread which contains some relevant information:

Cell Phone Hazards-Industry Funded Researcher-Whistle Blower

http://endless-sphere.com/forums/viewtopic.php?f=1&t=12969

 

[liveforphysics]

As a guy who has owned most of the smart phones on the market, there are 2 that are so much above the rest it makes them all seem like toys.

HTC G1 "google phone"

I-phone 3gs


Both of these phones make offerings from blackberry and palm feel like crude toys. I personally can't type worth a damn on a touch screen, and I love open source software, so I use the G1. I would pay $5 grand for the G1, but fortunately you can just buy them outright with no lease on Craigslist between $150-200, often even new in the box. I've got no contract (because I own the phone, not lease it), my bill is $68 a month, and that includes unlimited data and text, and enough minutes for my needs. Once you gain root access to the phone, you can wirelessly tether, so your phone becomes a portable high speed wifi router for other devices (netbook, whatever)with unlimited data access. I get about 1.5Mbs average. The android OS is absolutely a dream to use, and it's infinitely modable to do anything you need. The new "my touch" is a POS scam. Same badass OS, but they just took the G1 and took the full size slide out qwerty keyboard out to make it cheaper, which ruined a big advantage the G1 had over the 1 phone.

Best Wishes,
-Luke

 

[Reid Welch]

ahhhhh, this thread touches a sore nerve of hard-wired mis-connection.

Back in the seventies, cell phones (about 1975) were huge things, the size of WWII walkie-talkies.

I was cutting edge, though! By 1989, the first pocketable cell phones were on the market.
COST ONE GRAND, plus about a hundred bucks for service, PLUS minute-charges, and usurious long distance rates.
Mine would not work in our home. Outside, yes. Driving? It would drop out at the oddest times (not enough cell towers then).

I ditched the m-f cell phone. I have never had one since.

Yes, Fibber, here, has gone back to the old tried and true technology

with a very, very, very long cord...about three miles of cord:
sufficient for my local calls, just to check in with Molly, and get a word in
edge-wise...IF I let 'er.

:wink:

 

[Reid Welch]

PS: years ago I got an (illegal) scanning radio.
Cell phones were all analog then.

You'd scan and hear...conversations!

My favorite was the intercepted call of a Miami policeman,
talking sweetie-words to his mistress. It was obscene, of course.
I'll leave out the worst of the organic speech:
"She's workin' late tonight; won't even know that I'm not at HER house,
honey bunch!"


How smart-phoney was that?

 

[chet]

I remember before cell phones. What pisses me off, every one gets mad if you don't answer your cell phone.

 

[liveforphysics]

I seldom answer mine. I kinda feel like its rude to call someone.
A hundred or so texts everyday, along with AIM, MSN, yahoo messanger, and Google talk always running 24-7 on the phone is more than adquate for comunications

 

[Reid Welch]

I probably have less of a real life than any of you family guys, young guys, guys working for a living.
So...what need do I have for a cell phone? I can't stand cell phoners, in general, talking into their Blackberries:

if it were ten years ago, people would say "he's a schizophrenic, talking to himself."
But we've carped about this before: the phoney guy or girl who shouts into the phone,
even in a quiet restaurant. Would this detrack the thread much to talk in that direction again?



Texting...what for? For me, no purpose in that. I laze here almost full time, have to...and I write,
and I take real life phone calls from people around the world (but cannot dial out).
Lonely hearts, curious people, depressed people, black thug buddies from jails;
they all know my number and name. That's all published.

"My gf left me for my best friend!"
Oh, =that= is a classic! Digression? or don't even
skim-read a candlestick phone reid posting.
All this talking now, other than tech questions above,
is just filler...or is it? Is it all just to beat the band

This beats texting all too well; and it's 1929 again, original color:
[youtube]Dp6-SwkBZU8[/youtube]
and he means, 'buddy' or 'mate', or apartment mate;
no gay inference at all.
Texting now makes the useful busy signal, or no answer,
hard to swerve around, don't it? "I ms u" "me 2" "2 nite"
"sure i guess."

Anyway, I get calls, especially from younger straight males,
at wits' ends, needing to talk to a neutral voice, a sager voice:
Q: What do I do about this woman? She's got me in a bind. Divorce is coming,
she's gonna take the kids a thousand miles from me. A bitter pill, I can't swallow.
Why do I weep and cry? Because I wish I could afford to die."

Reid
305 666 0777
no caller ID at all. trust me on that.
up all hours, if not, if napping,
the machine takes the "click"
and another fat, plain girl, or
another cancer stricken self-loather
bites the rust instead of trust.

ADDENDUM: you, you! the young guy or girl or the older guy with his cell phone talking to his mistress or (dog forbid, side-order mister), talking love tones to her or to him over the cellular PHONEY medium, as if I DON'T HEAR it all. AS IF; I, trapped, standing in line at any old store, and have to hear all the cuddles and ooze and promises of this and that.

Then he or she makes or takes another call and DOES THE SAME ROUTINE. It's stale and sleazy and
makes Cantor's song above, look cutting edge. Why? Because he RINGS TRUE, that's why, you,
you, touch scream button pushers.

 

[Anonymous]

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[Reid Welch]

I actually am starting to get concerned about all of this electromagnetic stew we're creating and swimming in. I mean how many wireless devices do we need? How lazy have people become? I was concerned enough about wireless to ditch wifi for a few years and use a wire. The wire didn't bother me that much! I'm using wifi again now, and I always have to carry a phone, also use a cdma data modem, but I think it's wise to be concerned about all of these wireless transceivers. People who lived close to some very large towers with powerful transceivers have had some serious health problems. Surrounding your body with wireless transceivers: how smart is this?

Message received. I have a wireless router, but have it hard wired, not broadcasting,
to this computer, and long-wired to Ernie's distant computer. Security, and fewer radio waves, just a few-fewer, passing through the brain.

I suppose it will be fifty years before "they" know for sure, and I won't be around,
however, I suspicion that a disproportionate number of young folks phoning today
are fated for brain tumors to come calling later, much later. Most brain tumors are not
cancerous, per se...but they kill and maim, just the same. But, on the other flip, we all
are constantly bombarded with cosmic rays and countless kinds of electromagnetic stuff.
So, I won't have an AC or DC fan right next to my head; a few feet away, at the least.
And walkie talkies? I use a pair for house jobs, but that's about my limit, if I'm up on the roof,
to talk to Ern, "hand me a another tube of caulking?". Radio waves, even slight ones, may do no harm...
but...when the bell of death tolls, we can never be sure just what caused it to ring our heads, dead.

Funny, though, that Tesla never got a brain tumor. Nor Lev Termin. Nor Clara Rockmore,
nor corps of radar engineers. Microwave technicians? Sometimes, in the old day, they literally
cooked their y'eggs Anecdotal information like this just spoken, is worth about a dime.
I'd rather drop fifty cents in the now-disappearing public phone, than use a cellular, anything,
it, broacasting its fraction-watt of whatever, right through the brain, for thousands of hours
of the typical user's life. That must represent much more "etherwave" exposure than just living
near a radio station or power line out back.

 

[Reid Welch]

Interesting. You want reduced radiation from your phone? And people scoff at the tinfoil hat idea. :lol:
If you're really concerned about this, use a headset and never place the phone near your head.

Cnet article from yesterday

Seeeee?
STUFU reid did not even read this thread nor READ THE CITED GOOD article, before he blew hot, deductive air*

*define "hot deductive air"

A: it is a 'reidism', just coined. worth two pence, if not a farthing.
Take a dose of Logic, add one grain of Reason, stir in some Opinion:
voila! Perfectly -seemingly credible hot air-opinion-. After all, it was hot air,
was it not, my red posting above and its ancillary contents.

original screwball humour, take it or hate it or just shake it
like that Magic Eight Ball, to learn the TRUTH (I never lie.....down ):

That's a good word: "ancillary". zFACT: We can't seem to get rid of the sugar ants in the kitchen,
but, maybe maybe 8) (evile plan coming!)

IF I outfit all of the tiny ants with FREE nano-cell phones,
they'll all talk ant-y all day,
and get ant-i-brain cancers and die!
No more bug sprays: jusssst
give 'em mini-'sect Verizon wireless (funeral) services! :wink:
____________________

did i leave you laughing? if not, i cry. i smallcase now for a reason:
I am small and I will die. That's why

I always aim to please you
though I often fail.

It's a habit I can't change now.
Personality's a jail. Cell?

There is one reason
to go on some more:

tomorrow is that reason
and the hope it holds in store.

So, I leave this thread now,
singing Eddie's tune:
for I lost my best friend

in this dark night, in gloom.
He was a nice guy,

though it was hard to see
that the nice guy who was here;

he was only...just me.