Cellphone? Fuhgeddaboutit!: I love my Ricochet, but I did see two brothers in the Alice Arts Center’s Cafe 1428 in downtown a couple of weekends ago with Motorolas, messaging each other, and I remember thinking to myself that it was kind of cool. Russell Simmons and Star Jones seem to think so too.
“I remember when Guy Oseary in L.A. gave all these executives BlackBerrys and we used to laughingly refer to them as the white man’s pager,” Mr. Simmons said. “He was giving them to Brad Grey and Bernie Brillstein and those people.” (Mr. Oseary is a record executive. Mr. Grey and Mr. Brillstein are the producers of “The Sopranos.”)
Both devices appeal to gadget-crazy consumers who want their e-mail anytime, anywhere, despite the awkwardness of tiny screens and tiny keys. At least they both beat cell- phone e-mail, which is also available.
“It’s completely changed the way folks communicate,” Ms. Jones said. “You have to make so much small talk on a phone call and go through personal assistants. With the two- way it’s an instant one-on-one connection.”