ipodular.
Yesterday I read about the "iPod nod".
This morning I'm on the bus listening to my archaic cd-driven mp3 player. Really, this thing is from the paleolithic era! It's got moving parts! To play a CD, you have to (shudder) insert a CD! I'm not kidding, an actual compact disc! It could ONLY hold like, what, 500 songs at a time? Oh, the humanity! I might have to CHANGE CDs if this bus ride doesn't end before tomorrow!
So a girl sits in front of me, and I notice with intense jealousy the telltale white earbuds travelling from her pocket to her ear. Oh, how I want one of those damn iPods.
I've known the sheer idiocy of my want since its inception. The iPod is a brand name, like Levi jeans or Abercrombie & Fitch. I can get the exact same thing for one hundred dollars less from Dell. Oh, but it won't have that simple, sleek, elegant white casing! More importantly, it won't carry that elitist status so similar to the powerbook. Honestly, I'm drooling.
What is it about Apple/Mac users that elicit such a cult mentality? Ever since I bought a powerbook, I've been indoctrinated into this new elitist world. People will approach me unwarranted and start conversations out of the blue, invarialy about all things mac. Yes, I've noticed something similar to the "iPod nod" with powerbooks. It's much like Saturn cars, and, oh man, guess what kind of car I own? Could I be buying these products for some other reason beside their functionality? Could I secretly, subconsciously desire to be a part of something, to be included, even if it is in some kind of a cultish phenomenon? Nah. People still annoy the crap out of me when they talk to me uninvited; I don't care what type of computer they own. And really, I don't want to talk about your mac or what new app or script you're using. The lure has to be those sleek, elegant, curvy, sexy... wait, we're still talking about a computer accessory, right?
Seriously I think I'm sexually stimulated. I must have it. Oh yes, I must.
The truth is, I don't need it. As I wrote earlier in this article/post/blog/whatever we're calling it these days, I already own an mp3 player, even if I have to carry (shudder) CDs around with it, and all this takes up (shudder) three times as much space. The only thing that has prevented me from already buying an iPod is Apple's recent release of the iPod Photo. That starts the process all over again, doesn't it, and for two hundred dollars more. Because really, if we're going to add pictures into the deal, I'm going to need 20GB more hard drive space. So do I go with the original plan, or spend two hundred dollars more for the New Fad? Faced with this dilemma, my only action is no action - I buy nothing. That's quite the ultimate money-saver. Thank you, Apple.
But I will have that iPod. Oh yes. I will have it.
listening to: idunno. everything.
in my sink: idunno. nothing.
This morning I'm on the bus listening to my archaic cd-driven mp3 player. Really, this thing is from the paleolithic era! It's got moving parts! To play a CD, you have to (shudder) insert a CD! I'm not kidding, an actual compact disc! It could ONLY hold like, what, 500 songs at a time? Oh, the humanity! I might have to CHANGE CDs if this bus ride doesn't end before tomorrow!
So a girl sits in front of me, and I notice with intense jealousy the telltale white earbuds travelling from her pocket to her ear. Oh, how I want one of those damn iPods.
I've known the sheer idiocy of my want since its inception. The iPod is a brand name, like Levi jeans or Abercrombie & Fitch. I can get the exact same thing for one hundred dollars less from Dell. Oh, but it won't have that simple, sleek, elegant white casing! More importantly, it won't carry that elitist status so similar to the powerbook. Honestly, I'm drooling.
What is it about Apple/Mac users that elicit such a cult mentality? Ever since I bought a powerbook, I've been indoctrinated into this new elitist world. People will approach me unwarranted and start conversations out of the blue, invarialy about all things mac. Yes, I've noticed something similar to the "iPod nod" with powerbooks. It's much like Saturn cars, and, oh man, guess what kind of car I own? Could I be buying these products for some other reason beside their functionality? Could I secretly, subconsciously desire to be a part of something, to be included, even if it is in some kind of a cultish phenomenon? Nah. People still annoy the crap out of me when they talk to me uninvited; I don't care what type of computer they own. And really, I don't want to talk about your mac or what new app or script you're using. The lure has to be those sleek, elegant, curvy, sexy... wait, we're still talking about a computer accessory, right?
Seriously I think I'm sexually stimulated. I must have it. Oh yes, I must.
The truth is, I don't need it. As I wrote earlier in this article/post/blog/whatever we're calling it these days, I already own an mp3 player, even if I have to carry (shudder) CDs around with it, and all this takes up (shudder) three times as much space. The only thing that has prevented me from already buying an iPod is Apple's recent release of the iPod Photo. That starts the process all over again, doesn't it, and for two hundred dollars more. Because really, if we're going to add pictures into the deal, I'm going to need 20GB more hard drive space. So do I go with the original plan, or spend two hundred dollars more for the New Fad? Faced with this dilemma, my only action is no action - I buy nothing. That's quite the ultimate money-saver. Thank you, Apple.
But I will have that iPod. Oh yes. I will have it.
listening to: idunno. everything.
in my sink: idunno. nothing.
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