In the interests of full and open disclosure, I hate Macintosh computers. In the us vs. them thing, I am proudly, openly, unabashedly, completely, clearly, ardently, actively, evangelistically a Them.
A lot of Macheads will tell you a Mac will do anything a PC can do which is both patently untrue and ab initio absurd. When you find any of the major financial analysis, or financial reporting or securities analysis software packages available for the Mac, call me. While you are at it, let me know how the igloos in Hell are holding up.
(While there may be Macs capable of working as HD media servers for the home, I haven't heard of any. Not that it'd matter a damn to me if I ever do.)
I have never, ever owned a single Apple product. Not an Apple, Apple II*, Lisa or any flavor of Mac. Sure as Hell not getting a ::shudder:: iPod or spending a dime on iTunes. Which is all to the good, because EVERYONE I have ever met in flesh-life with a Mac has had (in)numerable reliability issues and cheerfully spent ridiculous sums and prodigious amounts of time on repairs. Even vintage Italian/English car fans shake their heads at such manifest masochism.
My own computer experience started in 1980 when, for Christmas, I got an original IBM PC. This thing was built like an anvil and withstood, quite literally, 12 years of hotrodding. I had one or another flavor of IBM until they farmed out the whole thing to China and, frankly, I don't do bizness with Commies where I can help it. So then I went HP and here I am. Living Apple-free in the 21st Century.
However, I do watch Pixar films.
* I did love the Apple II commercial with Dick Cavett, though.
Posted by Joke at 1:39 AM