let me explain

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Back when first I was going to become a computer-owning person, right when part of the Bay Bridge had just fallen into the bay, I was determined, determined, to be a sensible person, in sync with the rest of the legal professionals out there, not bucking the evil tide, functioning as yer basic respectable sort, someone whose PC could smoothly interact with those of my peers.

Everyone who knew me, except one very doggedly pragmatic, commonsensical and businesslike Yalie, said, "Oh, nooooo! You are a Mac sort of person. You just CAN'T do that!"

I did it.

Thus I learned in intricate detail the hell people go through to be computer-savvy citizens, functioning in the digital age.

You fucking fools.

For a very long time, the affordability thing was the big excuse. It was NEVER good enough, but now it's REALLY not good enough. I was not a destitute person back then. I am now. Still, I starved myself, stayed home, skipped movie rentals and the odd treat to a restaurant dinner, for five months to have my new Mac when my beloved old one blew up.

Turns out that three monster brown-outs, right in a stomach-churning row, at my mother's house, when my machine was plugged directly into the wall, toasted my power source... and a couple weeks later it went down. When I went to Radio Shack to see about one of those battery gizzies that won't let brown-outs reach your computer, the guy there freaked about what kind of monster-good power source had to be in my computer to have survived that even for a minute. There's still a chance I can get to a Mac genius to give it a new power source....

That's the ONLY thing that ever went wrong with my G5 iMac in the five years I had it. It would STILL be rocking if not for that apocalyptic electricity bullshit happening when I'd been too careless for a few days.

I know that replacing it turned into a nightmare for me, but Apple bent over backward to ease my misery, and they very seriously made good on the ordeal. I ended up with something quite more powerful and functional than I'd ordered to begin with, plus a free iPod Shuffle... and, bip-bam... I'm now working on a Mac that has not given me one moment of grief. I plugged it in and kazaaaaaaaart.

Everything looks a thousand percent better on a Mac, everything. It feels elegant, even when it's set up in the barn. It's not like having a small washing machine or a Cuisinart sitting on your desk. It actually makes yer desk look prettier. It's fun. It's intuitive. You can work your heart out on it and it never lets you down. I know there are guys out there adept at making their Macs crash, but that has to be a guy thing, that knack for finding the very least perceptible weakness and exploiting it and exploiting it and exploiting it until something finally blows, because a Mac has NEVER crashed on me, NEVER lost my stuff, NEVER refused to submit to the precise way I want it to act in front of me, and ALWAYS provided me with a way to get what I want, do what I want, with everything I do on it.

Snow Leopard came with a few minor glitches, and even those were correcting themselves instanter, and the updates to fix them have come with due dispatch. I know there are some scarily tolerant humans out there, who daily endure veritable Perseids of glitches and hassles and mistakes and insults and do-overs and faux pas and breakdowns without complaint, but for those of us who value every micron of serenity, there just can't possibly be anything better than life with a Mac. If this makes me a Moonie, so be it.
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