intercourse the intercoursing adverts!
I don't know what the rules of engagement for unsolicited telemarketing calls on cellular phones in the UK are, but in the last 6 months, I've received about a dozen calls from people trying to sell me something. That pisses me off and I usually do my best to be as graphic and offensive as I can, to get them to hang up (I really don't care about the cost of the call as it's provided as a tool by my employer, so I never see the bill).
But I'll be damned if I want to own a cellular device, be it a phone or a pda, that carpet bombs me with advertisements.
It's bad enough that the bastards screw with commercial television by increasing the volume of commercials, which really sucks on those cold winter days, when I'm watching golf and trying to nap. But now this?
And with the big rush to outsource customer service call centers in India, like the pinheads from Tracfone, I can pretty much state quite factually, that if I am ever given a cell phone that forces me to put up with advertisements, I swear I will hunt down the board members of Google and psychologically torture them, by planting those tiny song playing circuits, normally reserved for greeting cards, in their corporate offices.
It's things like this that make me appreciate the mad genius of Ted Kazinski (AKA the Unibomber).