N-Gage: A Eulogy

ngage.jpgPause for a moment and shed a tear for the Nokia N-Gage. This monumental device, which brought sidetalking to the world, as well as a portrait-oriented screen for gaming, evolved into the N-Gage platform (no, we didn’t quite get that, either) — and now it’s being taken behind the shed and put out of its misery. Or, as the N-Gage blog puts it, it’s being “evolved” into Nokia’s Ovi services.

In remembrance of so many good times, I may pull out my N-Gage QD from the Carlo Longino Haul of Mobile Handset History and use it today. Or not. But in either case, I’d like to pay tribute to N-Gage with a reading from the great Welsh poet Dylan Thomas’ “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night”:

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

So long, N-Gage, and thanks for all the laughs.

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