The little computing boxes that those magical people at Apple make are fantastic. There are hundreds of reasons to be a fan, but for me, it's always been about the status symbol. That little nibble-bit fruit logo makes me better than you... and I've always been willing to pay top dollar for that. However nowadays it seems that everybody is jumping onboard the Cupertino Express. Everywhere I turn, I see some underachiever brandishing my beloved computer company's hardware like a fashion accessory. The sanctuary of the Apple Store once exclusive to an elite aristocracy is now overrun by the rank and file masses. Congratulations are in order to Apple though. They've turned the sinking ship of the 90's around and run aground on a continent full of riff raff willing to climb aboard for the ride. If I was so gosh-darn in love with every piece of wiz-bang, flashy spark they came out with, I'd turncoat for fear of being mistaken as one of the fad chasers. I'd wager this is how those blue bloods who came up with meth must of felt when the secret recipe got leaked to the trailer park.
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