I have been following the crazy that the new iPhone has caused. People were in lines for hours jockeying to be one of the first to own this new toy. (If only society was this passionate about global warming, or the homeless...what a better world this would be.

Image if people were actually waiting for hours in line to give a person in need $500 or $600 dollars, instead of giving the money to a large corporation in exchanged for a gadget.

Image what it would be like if the media hyped the opening of a new soup kitchen and good Samaritans flocked to the spot and waited for the opportunity to work in the kitchen so they had the privilege of feeding a needy family? It makes you wonder. )

Really, when I started this blog post, it was not to berate the iPhone or the individuals who bought them. In fact, as a techno-diva myself, I have a major lust/envy thing going on over this little trinket, and my inability to quench my desire is the real reason for this entry.

You see, several things will have to happen before an iPhone is an option for me.

First, my current financial status would have to dramatically improve before there will be enough change in my pocket to indulge in the likes of an iPhone. (Keeping food on the table for the three of us is hard enough, and shoes or school clothes for the children takes presidents over a shiny new bobble.)

Second, the iPhone would need to broaden its providers to a more reliable network, other than AT&T.

And lastly, the iPhone needs to be more durable, cost less, come with replacement insurance (incase it is dropped or the kids get a hold of it) and time tested for any bugs or flaws before I would even consider getting one.

So until all these things happen (or more accurately when a miracle happens) the iPhone will remain only in my dreams, an object of my desire that I will never possess.