“In 1972, a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn’t commit. These men promptly escaped from a maximum-security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire… the ?A-Team.”
It seems that Jobs and Wozniak have found the four men, including him from Breakfast At Tiffanies. The Dutch website that claimed to offer sim-free unlocked iPhone 3Gs has suddenly disappeared without sending out any handsets.
The owners of the service are possibly dead in a ditch somewhere.
Alternatively, Robert van Zanten, who started iphonehelpdesk.nl just before the new version of the iPhone was released, may have merely scarpered. I’ll let you decide between logic and conspiracy theories.
The website promised sim-free handsets, avoiding a 24 month tie in to a T-Mobile contract.
But, the phone lines have been shut down and the website is no longer on the… er… web. According to Tech Radar, consumers are €700,000 (£500,000) out of pocket.
The few iPhones that did get sent out were the old type with AT&T sim cards from the US – helpful.
Whilst I prefer the idea of Jobs and Woz as mercenary killers, trying desperately to keep the iPhone to one operator by all means necessary, the concept is looking doubtful.
The main theory currently doing the rounds is that van Zanten failed to get his grubby little hands on Italy handsets, but panicked when he found this impossible.
If it was the A-team that got them, they wouldn't be dead in a ditch. Maybe just bruised by flying cabbages launched from a device made out of two empty coke cans and an old shoelace (almost always lit by Hannibal's cigar).
If it was the A-team that got them, they wouldn't be dead in a ditch. Maybe just bruised by flying cabbages launched from a device made out of two empty coke cans and an old shoelace (almost always lit by Hannibal's cigar).
If it was the A-team that got them, they wouldn't be dead in a ditch. Maybe just bruised by flying cabbages launched from a device made out of two empty coke cans and an old shoelace (almost always lit by Hannibal's cigar).