|In happier days|
My MacBook Pro sat on the surgeon’s desk at Apple’s Holyoke store. It looked like the same friendly little machine that I have grown dependent on over the years, but it was a whole new animal. On my birthday I gave in to warnings that my system was becoming obsolete, and downloaded a new operating system from Apple called OS X Yosemite, and since then nothing has been the same. My old version of Word didn’t work with Yosemite, so I had to spend $124 for a new version of Office. Kirby On The Loose couldn’t get on the web. I had to make a number of tech support calls, there were passwords that didn’t work any more, and now there are four years of missing photos in my IPhoto system. Gone,gone, pfft. At one point I got so angry, I took it out on the screensaver. I trashed a lovely picture of Yosemite and substituted a starry sky. I know that most of my audience out there are PC people, and I want to let you know that I will no longer feel superior to you guys just because I have an expensive laptop with a groovy light-up logo on the back side of my laptop. I have been humbled. I sense that with Steve Jobs dead, their diabolically clear commitment to clarity and simplicity in their software has gone by the boards. Old Mac people like me who use their computer mainly for writing and surfing the Web should wait awhile for Apple to get the bugs out of Yosemite, and be prepared for some work adjusting to this brave new world.