(See that blog post here.)
More recently, after I switched to a Verizon data plan so that I could surf the Net with my (pretty dumb) LG "smart phone, I found another reason to be outraged by Verizon.
It had to do with texting, and the limits that Verizon (sneakily) has been placing on our ability to do it.
Like others, I began to find texting fun and easy with the raised "qwerty" keyboard that, as you know, sequences its letters as a typewriter does.
Much smoother than typing clumsily on a regular abc telephone pad.
Imaging my surprise when I sudden began receiving these irritating bleeping messages from Verizon, saying I had exceeded the character limit.
What the hell is this? I wondered, Twitter? Twitter is free, for crying out loud.
Turns out that Verizon, with telling them, has been migrating customers over to plans that set 160-character limits on text messages.
When I called Verizon to complain, I was told that Verizon is trying to save space in its virtual sky, since folks have been sending so many photos, videos and audios online.
So what gets sacrificed? Words -- your words, my words, the words, dear friends, of everyday people, simple saps, who get sucked unwittingly into scheming Verizon contracts, that know no transparency.
And so, it was with a bit of glee yesterday that I took in the front page of The Wall Street Journal, with its story carrying the headline: "Telecoms Face Antitrust Threat."
Give 'em hell, Harry. I mean, Barack.