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March 2019

HOW I DON’T WORK!

       — Or –

Anything to Avoid Updating Anything!


I suppose I was willing to do just about anything to avoid updating to Mojave, the latest OS on my Apple MacBooK Pro. The reminder on my laptop has popped up on the screen, once a day, for at least the last three months. But, truth to tell, the laptop that I received for Christmas 2014 was beginning to heat up, and not from the speed of my typing or from the topic of my composition.


Processing time was thereby becoming noticeably s - l - o -w - e - r. In addition, the mirror-finished screen is so glaring that even when wearing dimmer goggles, I got headaches after an hour of working on the laptop. I also am in need of more memory. And who cannot use more memory!


I was pleased to take note that I did not wear out the keyboard (or even any lettering) on the Apple, the way I did on the previous Dell and HP laptops; so there is something to be said for the superior quality of Apple keyboards. I was not pleased to learn that the CD slot is not available on any Apple laptop. I therefore pragmatically decided to forego a CD/DVD reader (which I mainly use for workout music). Dear Husband has set me up with the pancake-shaped HOTT portable CD player and Bongo Mini-Speakers.

It appears that these items are selling like hotcakes to millions of people fed up with the intrusions of iTunes updates (don’t get me started on the intrusiveness of the iTunes update reminders on my digital devices). As Apple sheds weight on its computers, the Users are packing pounds in their duffel bags with external devices to play, of all things, Classic Tunes on vintage CDs!


Initially, I was excited to learn of the Apple Trade-In Program which evidently is geared more for the Planet than for my Pocket. I was informed that my model would yield me all of $165.


An insult, if you ask me. But Apple didn’t ask me. The trade-in price was derived Online, and I gave Online its share of non-profane insults.


Early this afternoon I completed my purchase of the latest model of the MacBook Pro — in Space-Gray. The graphite-gray color reminds me just a touch of the old 1950s Underwood typewriter I typed on as a child.


The Apple Store is a large stone’s throw away from my domicile. The pick-up was fairly fast (in this case, a little too fast). It’s the assembly that takes time. Some assembly is always required, but at least in the olden days, the Adult was told what tools would be necessary, or else Christmas morning became very long for parent and child.

Having the right tool for the job is always so vital to success! The people at Apple, however, only think in 1s and 0s, and not in the master mechanics of work. Think 0.5% body fat thin is also in! For that very reason, I rejected the Apple Air. I don’t like lugging a digital keyboard all over the place, but I do want some heft. The newest MacBook Pro looked perfect, and it feels very solid. It’s not a digital wafer.


Apple has obviously gone with a minimalist approach with data exchange for this latest model of the MacBook Pro. In their infinite wisdom, the lovely people at Apple do not inform the purchaser that a new plug is necessary instead of the conventional USB plug. Furthermore, the new plug is the only one that will work for any data transfer, as far as any plug goes. I daresay the Power Plug has gone!  The Plug-Hub has arrived!  Now less than $30 on the Jungle Selling Platform.  And, yes, they're all in it together - the whole digital lot of them.


I am starkly reminded of the sneaky predatory-proprietary gimmicks of Mr. Gates and his sales approach for Microsoft. Apple has always veered more toward the proprietary end of the sales-scheme scale. When, however, proprietary veers into predatory, ominous feelings can arise within the Consumer. Not that I feel at all claustrophobic about Apple-World — but — I sense the core of Apple is beginning to decompose into the tentacle tactics of IBM, the Corporation where Mr. Gates cut his teeth on how-to-back-the-customer into only Your Corner.

Tomorrow I shall begin the laborious process of transferring the files from Old Apple to New Apple. Finding the appropriate wire will be the hardest part of the undertaking. This connection has been cleverly (haha) dubbed by Apple-World “Thunderbolt 3”.


I am not an avoidant-personality, but I avoided Thunderbolts 1 and 2 the same way I avoided upgrading the Operating System on the MacBook Pro!