Kevin Keating (the most active PR guy in my inbox these days, connecting me with folks like Vizrea and Boeing) sent me an article from today's WSJ. I don't have a paid subscription, and I can't locate a URL for the original article. However, the subtitle says it all – “Middle Seat Readers Make Feelings Clear: Please No Cellphones in Airplane Cabins!” Scott McCartney's article begins:

Unanimously, readers who emailed (and many did) want travelers to just shut up and fly. They want airplane cabins to be cellphone-free zones, like movie theaters and houses of worship. It's common courtesy, and I agree. Who wants to listen to your seatmate make dinner plans, negotiate a deal or argue with his spouse while you are trying to sleep, read a book or just exhale for an hour or two?

One of those readers?

Chris Perillo: “It was with a heavy heart that I read your column today about the lack of 'technical' reasons not to use cellphones onboard. I fear it is just a matter of time before we are subjected to continual barrage of obnoxious rings and overheard conversations at 35,000 feet.”

That's Perillo, with an “E” instead of an “I” in the name. That's not me – it's my personal AntiChris.