Showing posts with label hatred. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hatred. Show all posts

Friday, June 29, 2007

iCrap

With the release of the iPhone today (and all the HYPE! surrounding it), I'm bracing myself for some serious iBacklash.

It means something that I feel dirty for just typing the word iPhone. I think I need to go take a shower and scrub myself all over with my free (with new 2-year contract) Verizon cellphone.

I've kind of guessed that iBacklash is on the way -- what with the iPod's fast rise to popularity and the overall brand gaining a growing share of the electronics market.

What's happening is the indie/emo/artsy original Apple-philes are starting to get pissed off. Their spidey senses have been telling them for a while now that the unwashed masses are dying to get their dirty little paws on those pristine white (or black) Apple gadgets. Once YOU, the public, have jumped on what used to be an "Indie-only" bandwagon, that once hott item or band or movie is No Longer Hott (except Indie kids don't say "hott," especially with two ts).

That's about the time they come up with a lame-ass excuse for changing their minds that sounds even more Indie than the original trend.

"No, I don't drink coffee at Starbucks anymore. I've seen you there every morning for the past week. You make the line longer and your very presence takes the store's Cool rating down at least 10 notches. I used to be alone in my love of coffee shops; it sucks that you like them too. You smell and I hate you ... Um ... I mean ... I can't stand the corporateness of it all and want to Stick It To The Man by refusing to drink his stupid classist coffee!"

Other irate iBacklashers are holier-than-thou types: "How DARE you pay that much for technology when the third world doesn't even have regular coffee shops, let alone Starbucks!"

Another common sentiment is that waiting in line for 12 hours (or more) for something like an iPhone is just pathetic. "What kills me is that most of them are grown people!" said one woman I overheard at a coffee shop today (not Starbucks, but it was a chain store).

So is iBacklash it's own phenomenon yet? I tested my theory by checking for anti-iPhone Facebook groups. Turns out there are several anti-iPhone groups so far. My personal fave is "Any iPhone I see is going to be in a body of water within 10 minutes."

There are still far more Apple-lovers out there than Apple-haters, so I think I'm just in time to claim that I'm predicting the trend.

I call I-told-you-so rights here and now for predicting a strong wave of iBacklash in the near future. Support me by joining my Facebook group of the same name. I accept both Paypal and Starbucks gift cards.

Also check my iPhone listing on ebay.
(A longer, sanitized version of this post was published in some SNP newspapers)

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Paris Schmaris

Once upon a time ...

The Hott Sisters knew a girl named Paris. No, they don't remember her last name. All they do remember is that they hated her. Here's why:

1) Who names their kid after a city? I swear she had a younger brother named Cairo. Or Rome. Whatever.
2) She could sing. The Hott Sisters can sing, too, of course, but Paris got asked to sing more.
3) She was pretty. She was also brunette and exotic looking which rules out any chance that she could be at all related to crazy daisy Paris H.

We always knew that anyone named Paris must be evil. This notion was confirmed when the Hott Sisters started watching Gilmore Girls.

This notion was destroyed when formerly evil Paris Gellar broke down and we realized she wasn't so bad, after all.

Paris Gellar was blond. And smart.
Damn.

The Hott Sisters hate it when the dumb GG writers ruin everything, like when they freaking LEFT the show at the end of season 6. Way to kill off your own pièce de résistance, Amy Sherman Palladino.

I hate you and all the Parises in the world.