Doing the Math On the New MacBook
Technologizer writes "Apple's new MacBook is a significantly different machine than its predecessor — a slicker laptop at a higher price point. But does it carry a large price premium over similar Windows PCs? I did a painstaking spec-by-spec comparison versus three roughly comparably-configured Windows machines, and came to the conclusion that the value it offers for price paid is not out of whack with the Windows world." The article uses the phrase "Mac tax," which one commenter points out is a recent Microsoft marketing canard.
A couple weeks ago, while browsing around the library downtown, I had to take a piss. As I entered the john, Barack Obama -- the messiah himself -- came out of one of the booths. I stood at the urinal looking at him out of the corner of my eye as he washed his hands. He didn't once look at me. He was busy and in any case I was sure the secret service wouldn't even let me shake his hand.
As soon as he left I darted into the booth he'd vacated, hoping there might be a lingering smell of shit and even a seat still warm from his sturdy ass. I found not only the smell but the shit itself. He'd forgotten to flush. And what a treasure he had left behind. Three or four beautiful specimens floated in the bowl. It apparently had been a fairly dry, constipated shit, for all were fat, stiff, and ruggedly textured. The real prize was a great feast of turd -- a nine inch gastrointestinal triumph as thick as his cock -- or at least as I imagined it!
I knelt before the bowl, inhaling the rich brown fragrance and wondered if I should obey the impulse building up inside me. I'd always been a liberal democrat and had been on the Obama train since last year. Of course I'd had fantasies of meeting him, sucking his cock and balls, not to mention sucking his asshole clean, but I never imagined I would have the chance. Now, here I was, confronted with the most beautiful five-pound turd I'd ever feasted my eyes on, a sausage fit to star in any fantasy and one I knew to have been hatched from the asshole of Barack Obama, the chosen one.
Why not? I plucked it from the bowl, holding it with both hands to keep it from breaking. I lifted it to my nose. It smelled like rich, ripe limburger (horrid, but thrilling), yet had the consistency of cheddar. What is cheese anyway but milk turning to shit without the benefit of a digestive tract?
I gave it a lick and found that it tasted better then it smelled.
I hesitated no longer. I shoved the fucking thing as far into my mouth as I could get it and sucked on it like a big half nigger cock, beating my meat like a madman. I wanted to completely engulf it and bit off a large chunk, flooding my mouth with the intense, bittersweet flavor. To my delight I found that while the water in the bowl had chilled the outside of the turd, it was still warm inside. As I chewed I discovered that it was filled with hard little bits of something I soon identified as peanuts. He hadn't chewed them carefully and they'd passed through his body virtually unchanged. I ate it greedily, sending lump after peanutty lump sliding scratchily down my throat. My only regret was that Barack Obama wasn't there to see my loyalty and wash it down with his piss.
I soon reached a terrific climax. I caught my cum in the cupped palm of my hand and drank it down. Believe me, there is no more delightful combination of flavors than the hot sweetness of cum with the rich bitterness of shit. It's even better than listening to an Obama speech!
Afterwards I was sorry that I hadn't made it last longer. But then I realized that I still had a lot of fun in store for me. There was still a clutch of virile turds left in the bowl. I tenderly fished them out, rolled them into my handkerchief, and stashed them in my briefcase. In the week to come I found all kinds of ways to eat the shit without bolting it right down. Once eaten it's gone forever unless you want to filch it third hand out of your own asshole. Not an unreasonable recourse in moments of desperation or simple boredom.
I stored the turds in the refrigerator when I was not using them but within a week they were all gone. The last one I held in my mouth without chewing, letting it slowly dissolve. I had liquid shit trickling down my throat for nearly four hours. I must have had six orgasms in the process.
I often think of Barack Obama dropping solid gold out of his sweet, pink asshole every day, never knowing what joy it could, and at least once did, bring to a grateful democrat.
Why? Because it reveals the ridiculous overpricing of Apple hardware? Yes, how terribly unfair.
What if I install XP SP3, or Linux? Or hey, what if I get it to run OS X? It'd still be cheaper than the Mac with the same spec!
The universities I visit in the UK -- I have not seen a single Mac in them.
Your lack of correct grammatical usage does not lead me to believe that the education in your university is that great.
Change is certain; progress is not obligatory.
And some people still pay extra for old bread in a flashy bag?
'... but look, she's got a new hat!'
fucking mac fanbois.
If you agreed and said "Windows is slow" you would be marked insightful. Don't you value your slashdot karma???
Anyway, Apple sucks so hard that all they can do is try to disparage Windows in their commercials and sing pretty songs instead of pitching their actual product.
You don't use Mac's do you?
That's the first line of defense for the hardcore Mac fanboys, isn't it. Anyone who doesn't love every feature of the Mac or Mac OS, no matter how bad, must be some Windows nutjob who's never actually used a Mac.
My first Mac was the original Mac 128k. The one that was simply "Macintosh" not "Macintosh something". I've also had an SE/30, Performa 475, Powermac 7200, Powermac 7600 (upgraded to a G3), and a real beige G3 I upgraded to a G4/533, I upgraded to a G4 Mac mini as soon as it came out, and I've had a Macbook Pro since THAT first came out.
That "using Macs" enough for you, fanboy?
The Mighty Mouse does NOT have two buttons... it uses a variant of the double-finger-tap technique... but using a capacitance sensor that can't distinguish between a two-finger click and a left-click, so I have to lift my index finger when I want to right-click.
Control-click is uncomfortable, on a keyboard that already causes me physical pain to use extensively. Two-finger-tap on the trackpad tends to lead to my mouse pointer skittering off the target when I right-click.
Apple doesn't need to keep up their idiot fight against the rest of the world. Putting two real buttons won't make people hate them.
Who else does backlit keyboards?
My Thinkpad T23 had an LED installed over the screen that comes on in low-light conditions that provides better illumination of the keyboard than Apple's backlit keyboard does.
Okay, I don't visit Slashdot often enough to single people out.
That's because there aren't any to single out in the first place. It's like conservative wingnuts who rant and rave about the Democrats being socialists, when the wingnut has never actually seen a real, live socialist in his entire life.
The Mac aura is nothing other than the illusionary value that the Mac is supposed to possess over and beyond it's real subjective value, and this aura is what props up the price beyond blah blah blah blah