Viva!

Many of you know that I am back in Kuwait, and these last ten days have been all right, I guess. Sure, my lifestyle is not the same as it was back in Miami, but I think that's for the better. Sobriety is cool, man.

However, there are certain fucks that are leading me to readopt my lifestyle. I'm talking in particular of the people that work at Kuwait's other other phone company, Viva.

These last couple of days I have gone to their branch in Marina Mall to take advantage of their bargain of getting a line and a 7.2 mbps wireless card for the measly price of 20 KD a month. I have yet to recieve my shit, yo.

Whether it is that the peice is out of stock- understandable since its practically a steal- or that the system is down- also get this since every Tom, Dick, and Harry wants one. Heck, even Shaniqua wants a Viva wi-fi card.

Here's my take on it though. Viva fucked up. They were the adventurous poker player who bet big on a two pair, only to be trumped by a full house (the buying, rather stealing public). Now it seems they are folding every time until they get the unbeatable hand, which, considering it is the 28th of January, is soon. The deal runs to the 31st.

In a more extreme scenario, Viva may think of itself as a viable contender to the throne, much like a Ralph Nader or a Ron Paul. While the voting public view them as an entertaining side show who might steal some votes from the big two, their impact is strictly in mending the policies of the big two. (Viva's big coup is to make all cell phone companies make incoming calls free of charge, including land lines.)

These hoppers want a chance at the crown, a chance to be a kingpin. Too bad they're only built to become corner boys.

Ain't no shame in that. Ask Bodie.