Mein Coiff
On the Mac user:
Its market share is supported by carefully coiffured designers carrying those incredibly annoying portfolio cases that occupy large amounts of real estate on London’s public transport system. (A possible new tax, Mr Brown?)
It is the marque of those who know better: the silent, smug minority that ignore the bourgeois taste for Dell and HP, drive a Nissan Figaro, drink coffee from the carton on cold days and fizzy water from the bottle on hot. It is the badge of those who aspire to pioneer status, make their own smoothies and holiday in Vilnius or Rekyavik. It is the antithesis of lager, Sky Sports, logo button-down shirts and package holidays, getting a mate to cut your hair with clippers, and Primark clothes for the kids. The Mac is aesthetic, feminine. The PC is a frustrating bit of good-enough kit for the frustrated masses. It’ll do, most of us say and get on with life.
- From the Inquirer, Martin Veitch -
For those who are curious, Infinite Regression is typed on a Mac.
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There’s an epic cultural battle between run of the mill beige-box computer users and snobbish wine-drinking Mac users. People on both sides get riled; I am on a side, but mostly I just watch.
“I am on a side…”
What an understatement. There can be no doubting where your snobbish loyalties lie. And no doubting my jealousy. Jerk!
HAHA! Ariel has discovered the truth! I am found out!
I think it is appropriate to mention here that I have actually been to Rekyavik. Actually, Ariel, I believe we were together at the time–remember that hellishly long flight with the bus ride at the end?