This was on the unhinged hatefest side. I am not an Apple fan myself, but now is not the time to rip into Steve Jobs. I can recognize world-changing genius and a life cut short without wanting to own an i-anything.
I ran into Unhinged Hater #2 (who possibly is the person you are talking about), who seems to make a career out of hating absolutely EVERYTHING with extreme hyperbole. Expressing sadness over Steve Jobs' death and recognizing his many, very legitimate contributions to technology is not "elevating him to godhood."
This is not someone to whom I would suggest decaf. This is someone who LOVES to be angry about pretty much everything in the world, and nothing anyone says will ever change that. It's not life-force or sheer will that keeps her going; I believe she is truly fueled and held together by her anger at everything in the world, and if she stopped being angry, all of her atoms would fly apart without that cohesive center of vitriol.
I don't get how a person can be that angry, about EVERYTHING, all day long, day after day, without being exhausted all the time.
I guess I'm too lazy to be a professional-level hater.
I believe we are thinking of the same unhinged hater. She cannot let anything go, which is why I had to back away slowly some time ago. She also seems to have acquired some friends who are deranged conspiracy theorists.
Some dead geniuses are easier to elevate to god-like status for some people.
I don't call being sad that someone who has touched the lives of so many people and quite literally changed the way we communicate across the globe as a species has died canonization.
Perhaps we should reserve that status for musicians and artists?
I'm finally ready to depart. Just can't pry my fingers off the keyboard -- the prospect of a 7 hour drive isn't helping my enthusiasm any.
I guess I'm too lazy to be a professional-level hater.
Well, you can be like me, a dedicated amateur.
Well, you can be like me, a dedicated amateur.
I'm strictly a dilettante.
Ah. Without having checked out facebook, I do believe I understand.
I believe she is truly fueled and held together by her anger at everything in the world, and if she stopped being angry, all of her atoms would fly apart without that cohesive center of vitriol.
Yes, that's exactly it.
Funny-sad, not funny-haha, how we all recognize the description.
Not even being able to verify via my FB, I understand. That's professional grade, that is.
In happy news, I am meeting a friend for dinner in Salisbury today on the spur of the moment. Same-day notification counts as spur, right? Anyway. Fun.
