Joshua Kors buys iMac, writes article, sets off link-bait awooga alarm, shows incompetence at job and life in general
Oh dear, Joshua Kors, ‘Investigative Reporter’, if only you could find your way to investigating a manual. Then you wouldn’t have had to tell everyone why you’re returning your iMac.
Kors’s story is more than a little astonishing, because it reads like something torn from a Microsoft marketing exec’s wet dream, but it’s so unbelievably bad and stupid that it’s the kind of thing even Microsoft wouldn’t run with, because they’ve too much class. Really. And yet Kors’s Onion-like article made the Huffington Post’s tech section.
The journey begins when Kors got bitch-slapped by a news director. Kors said he was working with a video editor to compact a hearing into a YouTube clip, and the director said even his interns can edit videos. Thinking video-editing skills could give his career a shot in the arm, Kors decided to invest in a Mac. (Why at this point he didn’t buy Premiere Elements for his PC is never explained. Maybe Kors thought he could grab a Mac, learn Final Cut Pro in eight seconds, and then go back to the news director and yell WHO’S THE DADDY NOW?, while rubbing his nipples in the director’s face.)
But things went wrong right away for Kors when he booted his Mac:
Turns out there’s a video camera embedded in the screen, and before I could boot her up for the very first time, she wanted to take my picture.
This is true—all Macs with a camera do this. (I’m not sure they’re overtly feminine though. Maybe Kors got a ‘special’ iMac, with boobs.) It also happens to be optional and a really nice touch. But Kors seemingly considers this neat idea for a little personalisation of your computer some kind of BIG BROTHER EVIL.
Next up, Kors discovered that those bastards at Apple hadn’t installed Microsoft Word on his computer, for free:
I had an article to write, but the only word processor I could find on my iMac was TextEdit, essentially a stripped-down version of Notepad.
After all, PCs are well known for arriving with suites of high-end software. I’m sure if you pick up a cheap Dell, it will be bursting at the seams with all the Photoshops and Offices of this world. (Also, TextEdit is, if you’re not a befuddled idiot, a surprisingly capable text editor. It can happily open basic Word documents, and it forms the text layer of many Mac writing tools. Of course, you actually have to learn how to use it, rather than dismissing it out of hand as somehow being inferior to Notepad.)
At this point, Kors also decided he hated the Mac mouse and had began to miss his old, five-button one. Oddly, it never occurred to him to plug said five-button mouse into his Mac. After all, he had more moaning to do:
I booted up my bank account before realizing the Mac keyboard had no number pad and was heartsick to learn that the thesaurus WordWeb, every author’s best friend, didn’t work on Mac’s OS. Neither did Ipswitch FTP, my file-uploader.
Man, Apple really are bastards, in not providing a full compatibility layer with software designed for their (formerly) biggest rival in software terms, Microsoft Windows. I personally find it hell EVERY SINGLE DAY having to dodder through life without a thesaurus on my Mac (apart from the built-in one) and an FTP client (apart from the several I have installed). It’s like some kind of tech nightmare.
Following Kors’s software pains are some simply bonkers claims. Unlike on a PC, he said, he knew he wouldn’t be able to connect one computer to another and transfer over documents. This is fair enough, because if I totally ignore all the many times I’ve happily connected Macs to Windows PCs, I know it’s literally impossible to connect Macs to Windows PCs. Kors decided to use an external hard drive to move files about, presumably while making burbling noises, ringing up his editor and yelling: “I’m technically incompetent! Why the fuck are you having me write for the tech column of your paper, you total dick?”
Next, Kors made more exciting discoveries:
Even moving over my iTunes playlist, I soon learned, was going to take intricate coding tweaks.
Last time I moved iTunes content between platforms, it did indeed take intricate coding tweaks. Mind you, I’ve suddenly decided that I’m a programmer and intricate coding involves ‘dragging a folder’ and intricate tweaks involve ‘dropping a folder’. Man, I’m such a great coder. Maybe the Huffington Post will give me a series of columns!
Oh, wait—Kors isn’t done!
My frustration beginning to boil, I figured I’d cool down with some swing dancing videos stored on my hard drive. But QuickTime wasn’t in the mood to play. My .flv and .mkv files triggered only error messages, and some of my .mpg clips opened to blank screens.
And, my, a moment of non-crazy. The lack of compatibility for Kors’s porn—sorry, swing dancing videos—is stupid. It’s not Apple’s fault—it’s down to the horror that is video codecs—but it is frustrating. I’ll now ignore the many apps and add-ons you could install for the Mac that would make said videos play, obviously. After all, I don’t want to make Kors look like he’s hopelessly out of his depth writing a tech column about using a Mac. No, wait:
I opened Mac’s Thunderbird, and my jaw dropped again. The font on every email was so small, I was going to need the Hubble telescope just to answer my morning mail.
This bit is followed by semi-comprehensible babble about font sizes and how they’re apparently really small on the Mac but giant-sized on a PC. Fonts do differ across platforms, but not to that extent. I’m guessing he was running his PC on blind-o-vision. Later in the article, he claims an Apple Store employee reckons:
Yeah, that small-font thing really is a problem. We have a lot of people who face that, then come back to return their computers.
First I’ve heard of that one, but we should all take Kors’s word for it; after all, the rest of his article is clearly full of win.
I had battled the QuickTime player, which proved unable to make playlists, [...] and grimaced at the dock shortcut to my MP3 folder, which malfunctioned after one day, topping the inert folder icon with a question mark.
I can’t make playlists in QuickTime Player either, to be fair. Mind you, I can’t make toast in Photoshop. Question marks instead of Dock folders? That’ll be Kors either deleting the source or having it on a disk no longer connected to the Mac, then. Mind you, I do hate the way Macs cannot connect to things that they’re no longer connected to. Steve Jobs and Apple and Macs and unicorns really suck like that.
The final straw came when Mac’s Firefox took me to my website. To my horror, all the spacing was askew, the graphics tossed left and right like the wreckage of a hurricane. I asked myself: As a web designer, how can I design web pages when I can’t see what 90 percent of my viewers are seeing?
I asked myself: as a web designer, I wonder whether Joshua Kors is a web designer, or whether he threw together some shit in Dreamweaver years ago, and has in fact left it to fester on the internet, like a mouldy cabbage. I then discovered, as a web designer, that, indeed, Kors’s website looks the cat dragged it kicking and screaming from 1998, and then the cat thought “You know what? I’ll just put it out of its misery” before shooting it through the head. Twice. Kors: as ‘a web designer’, perhaps explore some trends and technology that’s standards-compliant as of this century.
For a second I thought, well, I could load Parallels, the Mac OS program that allows you to run Windows applications on your iMac. But that plan was squashed fast. Before I could complete Parallels’ installation, it asked for a copy of the Windows CD. I shook my head in disbelief
Yeah, those bastards at Parallels are nearly as bad as the ones at Apple. What they hell are they thinking in not giving you a free copy of Windows with their inexpensive, powerful and hugely impressive virtualisation software? Kors: you should sue. Hell, you’re American, so you probably already have.
I’m returning my iMac, then headed to Best Buy to snag a PC, one four-times faster than my current computer and $400 cheaper than that iMac. I’ll spend the difference on a video editing program, a new haircut and a first-rate pair of swing dancing shoes.
Maybe you should spend the difference on getting a clue.