#190

Between Apple and Microsoft, I have never held a loyalty. The first home computer I remember using was a Macintosh, then there was a Compaq, then a different Hewlett-Packard machine. We didn't have a PC for the house after that, everybody started using Macbooks except for me and my dad, who stuck with whatever unfashionable rectangles his companies would give him, Dells mostly (I would get the discard). The first new laptop I got was another Compaq I think; I really should know, since I used it for about six years. Then, my brother's discarded Macbook from 2009 for another few years, before I got this Black Friday Toshiba I am typing on right now a couple years ago.

Basically I do not care what the computing device's extraction is. Adaptability serves better than loyalty, I think. This isn't such a wild stance these days, now that everything is cross-platform and the computer phone changed everything (everybody should know and silently hold in their hearts that Nokia could have had their "iPhone" out way earlier in the game and opted to make the N-Gage instead. Next time you miss an opportunity, think about that one, and go easy on yourself) but many times have I been forced to tonelessly repeat that I don't care about what a dude is saying as that dude evangelizes about which giant company is the savior spewing rainbows and which the horned devil, lord of deceit.

Now that, friends, was pointless. If I ever see one of those fuckers again, I am going to dash whatever they are holding in their hands to the ground and I am going to boost their wallets, to-their-face style.

Anyhow, I use old, bad, broken, and otherwise extremely convenient computers, and I don't use them very well.

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I should take a moment and clarify that when I address myself and refer to titanic companies in the blog and talk about the people that run them, I am thinking largely of top-tier decision-makers and policysetters. I am thinking of the gruesome puppets that dance on the strings of their own bloated hubris, and do not wish to malign the thousands and thousands of grunts that make up their generally abused and underpaid workforce, no different in any concrete sense than any other shat-upon laborer. 

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Probably done writing about internet for now. Maybe I'll think of something, but maybe not. 

I'm reading Nicholas Nickleby. I like it a lot, glad I picked it up, didn't realize I missed reading Dickens till I was reading it. So good. So funny. So gross and sad and weird. Such graceful, effortless beauty. 

Also reading Markings, by Dag Hammarskjöld, translated by W.H. Auden and Leif Sjöberg. I found this book during a sale at the local library on one of those automatic picks (I get into a zone when pickin' books) and it is pretty wild so far. This dude was a personality. 

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Have a good day, have fun in life

--JL