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As if the Lott thing isn’t schadenfreuderiffic enough, one of those bring-the-Apocalypse Vertu phones has gone missing. I hope its owner, who blows exhaust fumes into the air for a living (without the salutory side effects of, say, long-haul trucking), has learned something from this experience. Actually, I hope jackals set upon him, but it’s only Monday and I’ve got two more days of brainless consumerism between me and the Amtrak platform. So I must be nice. (Yeah, and it’s all pretty big talk coming from someone who only just figured out that her mobile phone has by any reasonable definition ceased to work. But you know what? Not only did it not cost $20K, neither will my next one. Ptui.)