Reflect Your Personal Style Through Nokia 7270
Comments(0)The Nokia 7270 imaging phone combines advanced image and video features with high-speed data (EDGE) capabilities and is packed with Nokias best features. This device is suited to both mobile lifestyle and business applications with messaging features like e-mail, instant messaging (IM), and push-to-talk capabilities. The Nokia 7270 has an integrated VGA camera that can take photos up to a resolution of 640 x 480 pixels. In addition to it, there is a 4X digital zoom camera and integrated video recorder and player.
You get a 255-name phone book with room in each entry for five numbers, e-mail, Web, and postal addresses and push to talk number. The SIM card holds an additional 250 contacts; for caller ID purposes, you can add a picture, assign them to any of 40 polyphonic ringtones or organize contacts by caller groups. The Nokia 7270 is reasonably light compared to other flip phones in the market.
Other features of the phone include an integrated FM radio, MP3 and AAC ring tones, Stopwatch with countdown timer, Notes, To-do list and Wallet, and an extensive calendar with busy view of the week. The phone also comes with voice dialing, voice command and conference calling features. Nokia 7270 packs plenty of features and attracts eyes with its fashionable design. The battery life is decent though not stellar. You can get about one week of standby and 4 hours of talk time.
Indeed, the Nokia 7270 is a fashionable clamshell phone with a good feature set. So if you value fashion and class, dont miss this handset.
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Johnny Sea [Warner Bros. 5820]
(Allen N. Peltier) [Moss Rose Pub. BMI]
Narrative:
The other day I heard someone say, “You know, America is in real trouble.”
It’s true. Old Glory has never fallen so close to the earth . Our
embassies are being stoned. Our diplomats are often in fear for their
lives. And we’re involved in a half-dozen nameless, winless conflicts
spilling American blood on foreign soil. Our young men are dying for
ideals that don’t seem to mean too much to Americans anymore.
The truth is America’s real trouble doesn’t lie in the rice paddies of
Vietnam, in the masses of Red China, or in the diabolical intrigues to the
south of us. The real trouble lies in the playgrounds of St. Louis, the
hillside mansions of San Francisco, and in the slums of Chicago. A disease
which is slowly eating away at the heart of America lives in the small
southern towns, the fishing villages of New England, and in the hot dusty
streets of the midwest.
This is the age of the American cynic. The year of the unbeliever. The day
of doubt. We’ve killed all the sacred cows and destroyed all the images.
And there’s nothing left to respect. Old fashioned love of God, country,
and family is passe. We stare at our shoelaces when they play the national
anthem. We wouldn’t want to be seen at a political rally or a town hall
meeting. And we don’t want to be caught with our eyes closed during public
prayers. We’ve decided the only way to get into public office is to buy
it. Our heroes are the fast guys who get away with things. Patriotism, the
old hand-over-the-heart, flag-waving singing patriotism has been
condemned. Think about this. Patriotism. When you tear away the fancy
phrases and crepe paper, it’s plain and simple pride. It’s a new
car-prettier girl-bigger house sort of pride in country. Somewhere along
the way we’ve lost it. Our form of government is the same. We still say
America stands for the same things. But next time you’re at a party, ask
someone to sing “American the Beautiful”, and see what happens.
The basic ideals and structure of America haven’t changed. We have. You
and me. Our enemies know it. They’ve seen the newsreels of the
discontented marching around the capitol. They’ve distorted and blown up
our mistakes. They’ve been putting steel wedges in the cracks in our wall
of solidarity. The new idea is: Don’t attack America; wear it down
gradually; it’ll eventually fall under the weight of its own corruption.
And did you know, it’s working?
This sneering complacency, once stamped out by the bloody feet of a
tattered Continental Army in 1776, once drowned beneath the keel of the
U.S.S. Arizona in Pearl Harbor Bay, has risen again. This deadly “Let
George do it” attitude lights the way for the Viet Cong in the swampy
jungles of Vietnam. This “Better red than dead” cancer is more feared by
the American soldier than all the communist mortar shells. It kills the
vitality and spirit of America. Democracy is a frail and fragile
instrument. Made of hope, prayer, and Yankee ingenuity. It is held
together by a fourth-of-July flag-waving patriotism. And we’ve almost
exhausted our supply of it. Try this test. Lift your eyes to a flag, then
sing out as loud as you can that old out-worn antiquated freedom hymn you
learned so many years ago:
For purple mountain majesties (for purple mountain majesties)
Above the fruited plain (above the fruited plain)
America (America)
America (America)
God shed His grace on thee (God shed His grace on thee)
Now if you feel a little pride welling up inside of you, if you feel a
little mist in your eye, then, thank God for you, mister, you’re still an
American!
(America, America,
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea)
Transcribed by Little John.
These lyrics were transcribed from the specific recording referenced
above, and are for personal use and research interest only.
