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CNET Accuses Apple of Over-Hyping Launch
An anonymous reader writes "A columnist at CNET is questioning whether Apple over-hyped last week's launch. From the article: 'Jobs' announcement of a new leather case for the iPod was especially ridiculous. Like the queen announcing a new toaster in Buckingham Palace. It seemed odd that Jobs was troubling himself to introduce fashion accessories to Apple's products.' Is Apple a victim of its own success? Can it hold a low-profile product launch anymore -- or do we inevitably expect too much?"
What is this doing on the front page of slashdot?
Obligatory Blackadder quote...
Edmund: "Well, well, well: if it isn't the Lord Privy Toastrack!"
Unbelievable. You didn't even spell "post" right. Nor did you get the first post. Simply stunning.
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Well, in a Phillips Coolshave commercial there was a fake razor called the "Quintippio" that had fifteen blades.
The higher the technology, the sharper that two-edged sword.
She was now deemed by her protectorate to be ready for the transformation, the critical time had come, unknown to Raven all the necessary preparations had been made long ago. She was different, that she knew already, her senses had always been keener than other children, she had always been quicker, brighter, more mentally agile than most others including many adults. This fateful night would see the beginning of her transformation from a seemingly normal young woman into an incredibly powerful entity. For many years know her father had told her she had a mysterious latent ability which some day would be revealed. Recently in herself she felt different, a new fire burnt within making her feel more alive and vibrant and more stronger. Lately she had found increasing difficulty sleeping at night and had spent many dark hours awake nursing a strange insatiable hunger that dissipated oddly with each dawn. Near to midnight on this the eve of her eighteenth birthday her father came to her in her rooms. Raven noted how he seemed strangely disturbed and agitated as he asked her to come to his study at once. Her father indicated he had something very important concerning her past to disclose. Hand in hand they walked hurriedly to his study, Raven found that could sense his emotions quite easily. His thoughts were full of anxiety and discomfort; she could not imagine what could trouble him so. Over the past few months she had found herself growing increasingly adept at reading other peoples thought-trains, at first she had dismissed it as chance but she came to realise that her budding ability was factual. She had started using it to her advantage, she could tell when a person was telling the truth, or lying, quite adeptly, all the signs pointed to her father's sincerity. Seating her in his own favourite leather chair he began to quietly relate the truth about her origins. At first she sat stunned in disbelief but as he talked things began to fall into place; seemingly unrelated or odd incidents took on a new perspective. Speaking to her quietly and soberly he told of how she was no mere mortal, how within her a power of unspeakable magnitude slumbered. Revealing the truth about her mother's abduction by the followers of a demon in Siam and her subsequent rape and pregnancy. He tearfully told Raven how her natural mother had died at the moment she was born and how the temple had looked after their welfare since. Openly he spoke about everything even of how the temple had made him marry her stunningly beautiful stepmother Lien who was barely five years older than herself. Now Raven realised why Lien had always been so excessively attentive to her stepdaughter. Finally he spoke of the great things she could attain and the incredible power that was hers for the taking if she desired it. He added at the end that her power and abilities would come with a heavy price, he hoped she could harness the temptation and use the power that would be thrust upon her wisely, but he would support her anyway should she err. Normally she would have dismissed all he said as rubbish but tonight something deep inside her had stirred and recalling other recent phenomena she knew instinctively what he told her to be true. Her mind raced as the information sank in; excitedly she toyed with new enthralling possibilities as she struggled to fully appreciate exactly what her father had just revealed to her. When he was sure that Raven understood him, and she calmed down a little he told her tonight was to be the night her power was awakened, in a way it would be her first test. Crossing the study he revealed to her a door that was cunningly concealed in the rich oak panelling of the wall. Ancient and well worn stone steps disappeared downwards into the inky darkness within. Without any light he beckoned for her to follow him into the darkness. As they descended Raven noted how she seemed to be able to see well despite the fact their was no light. Slowly she began to appreciate just how acute her senses had grown as faint whiffs of incense and other deeply
Uh, you didn't even spell your sig right.
Pro cycling at it's worst --> Pro cycling at its worstIt's spelled correctly. I just didn't punctuate it correctly. Duh.
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