I have little patience for the abuse of technology known as the obnoxious cell phone ring. I dislike it but when it happens in a restaurant I endure it. I resent it when it happens in the cinema and wonder why the theater allows it. I despise it when it happens in church and, if I had the guts, would come down from the chancel and beat the phone to smithereens when it occurs. But I have to hand it to the conductor who stopped the New York Philharmonic and would not continue until the offender acknowledged his offense, silenced the phone, and promised it would not happen again. If I had more courage, I would do the same thing when it happens in Church. Pray for me.