Apple Stops Hiding Samsung Apology On Its UK Site
An anonymous reader writes "Apple has quietly decided that it probably shouldn't be using JavaScript code on its UK site to hide its second Samsung apology. While you still have to scroll down in almost cases, the company is no longer forcing it; check it out yourself at Apple UK."
I'm kind of OK with Apple being held down and fucked in the ass. The fact that they don't like anal (aren't sorry) is kind of the point; it's all the more horrible for them.
Time to make them print some posters and put them on the main entrance doors of every apple store in the UK. Nothing else on the poster, just the apology. In two-inch tall Helvetica. Make them keep it there for a month. Any attempts to obscure the text or make it difficult for the public to see result in contempt of court and 30-day jail time for the head of Apple.
No sig today...
It's sad that if the judge doesn't spell out every little detail of how the apology should appear, the company will take advantage and try to 'hide' it.
The judge needs to assign further penalties on Apple. And every time they do something like this, slap on another, larger penalty. Like the old punishment for kids that always interrupt or talk back.
"You're grounded for the weekend. And don't argue."
"That's not fair!"
"Two weekends. Don't say another word."
"But-!"
"Three. Wanna go for four?"
"You're going to post an apology."
"Fine." *hides it in the paper*
"Not good enough.$100,000, and do it again."
"Fine." *hides it on the website*
"Not good enough. $500,000. Wanna try for a million?"
Yes, I wired the doorbell for a million volts, replaced the welcome mat with a grounded copper plate, and then invited him over for tea, but he's the one who touched the doorbell button! It was suicide!
Ah, I am reminded of the joys of youth! Of course, in my case was only a 13KV neon sign transformer, and I was the one invited in by my brother, to his bedroom door across the hall. The plate was aluminum foil, under the door mat. It arced between my foot and the mat, and between my hand and the doorknob. The muscle contractions tossed me across the hall, through the door, over my bed and I landed against the window. Big fun! :P He wanted to make sure it wasn't dangerous before he tried it on his friend...
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