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My name is Lee, and I am a Mac user.
There, I said it. I’m a dirty, dirty Mac user, and I’m okay with that.
My intent with this blog was for it to remain purely technical, with no personal entries at all; I’ve been down that road before with my last blog and it didn’t end well. However, an article went up this past weekend on Ars where the staff posted pictures of their office desks, and the amount of herpderping in the article’s comments about the mostly-Mac setups was boggling. Maybe it struck me so hard because I consciously avoid platform flame war discussions, having taken part in more than my share in the 80s and 90s; whatever the reason, some of the shit bubbling up to the surface in that article’s discussion thread just blows my mind.
The computing platform you start with might say something about your economic status (can’t afford a Mac, gotta use a hand-me-down Packard Bell!) or your computing ability (“I’ve got a Dell!” “What model?” “….Dell!”), and the computing platform you choose might say something about your goals and preferences (“GONNA DRIVE THE FRAG TRAIN TO TEAMKILL TOWN WITH MY FIFTEEN GRAPHICS CARDS!”), but judging someone’s intelligence and worth as a human being based on whether they’re using a home-built Windows 7 PC or a Mac is ludicrous. I’ve built more PCs from parts in the past quarter-century than any hate-spewing MACS SUCK noob on any discussion board you’d care to name, and yet the computers I use most often throughout any given day have an Apple logo on them.
Things weren’t always thus.