Well balls. This sucks. Significantly more than I would have expected it to suck if you had asked me, more than a few hours ago, "How bummed do you think you'll be when Steve Jobs dies?"
A few years back, when the Mac/Windows platform wars were still raging at their peak, I read some online diatribe against Mac computers and Mac users. The author's complaint was that Mac users did nothing but blather endlessly about how they could do anything on their Mac -- write a book or record music or create visual art or learn a language, etc. -- yet they never actually did any of those things; they just spent their time bragging about how great their computers were, while Windows users were the people who actually got things done.
After a good laugh, I briefly considered emailing the author and thanking her for clearing up my long-held misconception that I had actually recorded a handful albums, written over a dozen published books, and penned numerous journal articles on the various Mac computers I'd owned over the years, and asking which she thought was the more likely explanation: that I hadn't actually done any of those things and was merely deluding myself, or that someone had secretly switched all my Macs for Windows PCs just after I bought them, and I had simply never noticed?
But then I realized that rather than waste my time responding to some numpty of the internet, I had better things to do -- like, among other things, working on any of the various music and writing projects I had in the works on my Mac at the moment.
Steve Jobs' company has produced damn fine tools that helped me do a great many things I've wanted to do over the years. I'll miss the guy.
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