Oh Charlie Brooker, I love your Guardian blog – particularly on a Friday afternoon after a tough week.
Here’s some highlights of his review of the iPad:
“It’s an oblong box that lights up.”
“It’s an iPhone for people who can’t be arsed holding an iPhone up to their face. A slightly-further-away iPhone that keeps your lap warm.”
“It’s the spork of the electronic consumer goods world.”
“I’m sick of being pitched to like I’m a one-man corporation undertaking a personal productivity audit anyway. I don’t want to hear how the iPad is going to make my life simpler. I want to hear how it’ll amuse and distract me; how it plans to anaesthetise me into a numb, trance-like state. Call it the iDawdler and aggressively market it as the world’s first utterly dedicated time wasting device: an electronic sedative to rival diazepam, alcohol or television.”
And later on buying a MacBook…
“I just hope buying a MacBook won’t turn me into an iPrick. I want a machine that essentially makes itself invisible, not a rectangular bragging stone. If, 10 minutes after buying it, I start burbling on about how it’s left me more fulfilled as a human being, or find myself perched at a tiny Starbucks table stroking its glowing Apple with one hand while demonstratively tapping away with the other in the hope that passersby will assume I’m working on a screenplay, it’s going straight in the bin.”

