The Drug Enforcement Administration is right, except its mantra shouldn't apply to marijuana. It should apply to Apple Computer products!
First, I bought an iPod and then I started noticing all things Mac, like the ads for the iPod which silhouette orgasmic people wearing the device, and the iPhones, which not only my uebercool friends carry but even ordinary people like busy housewives. The iPod is so easy to use and even kind of fun in the way i think of bubble bath and magic erase boards we had as kids, that i began to think the same experience might be transposed to computing. Why not?
After reading David Pogue's review of the Mac's new operating system, Leopard, today in the NY Times, and discovering that it makes backups automatic, that was it. I'm buying a Mac right now (or tomorrow, when the new OS is out).
The Mac will become my gateway to dumping my paper-based experience: no more newspapers delivered in the dead of night by the guy who manages to bullseye my edition directly on the oil slick under my landlord's pickup-truck. From now on, i'll reading everything online in beautifully enlarged print on my big erotic, ergonomic 24-inch screen. I might even be compelled into buying an iPhone -- and i've never owned a camera -- but the new iMac makes it easy to share photos and videos. Who knows, an Imogen Cunningham might lurk in my DNA.
If there was ever a technology that can unleash my lust for life, i'm hoping this is it. At least, that's what the ads would sell and tell me.
P.S. Can anyone tell me where to dump my perfectly operable PC running Windows XP?