My favorite review of the iPhone 6 and 6 Plus:

Last week I decided to test the most secretive, hotly anticipated smartphones on earth in a place where there was no danger of them being recognized or damaged or both: Disneyland.

This review comes via Matthew Panzarino on Techcrunch, and it’s full of stuff that non-nerds and nerds alike will find interesting — mainly, how the damn thing works in a real-life, not-going-to-sit-here-and-run-Geekbench-scores-or-some-such-garbage way. That also leads to my favorite passage of any review ever:

While we’re talking specs for a second, I have a confession to make: I don’t love technology.

I think that the ‘pure’ love of technology is somewhat pathological in the culture that TechCrunch often covers. Just because you can do something doesn’t mean you should.

But what I do love is what technology, when it works in concert and for our benefit, can accomplish. Sometimes that’s curing diseases or enabling the impaired. And sometimes it’s as simple as capturing that perfect ‘daddy’s shodurs’ selfie.

Yup.

A pug playing in a ball pit.

Eerily similar to how I reacted to the high-quality news I got today that I’m going to be strangely vague about like an attention-seeking jerk.


Breakfast with Mickey birthday cupcake. (Admittedly, as it's chocolate, it's more of a murdercake, but WHATEVER, the intention behind it was rad.)

Breakfast with Mickey birthday cupcake. (Admittedly, as it's chocolate, it's more of a murdercake, but WHATEVER, the intention behind it was rad.)


This is not my food. That's some next-level food Instagrammery right there.

This is not my food. That's some next-level food Instagrammery right there.


It was just the size you'd expect it to be. I guess only the blue ones are bigger on the inside.

It was just the size you'd expect it to be. I guess only the blue ones are bigger on the inside.

Washington Post Op-Ed: “I’m a cop. If you don’t want to get hurt, don’t challenge me.”

Even though it might sound harsh and impolitic, here is the bottom line: if you don’t want to get shot, tased, pepper-sprayed, struck with a baton or thrown to the ground, just do what I tell you. Don’t argue with me, don’t call me names, don’t tell me that I can’t stop you, don’t say I’m a racist pig, don’t threaten that you’ll sue me and take away my badge. Don’t scream at me that you pay my salary, and don’t even think of aggressively walking towards me. Most field stops are complete in minutes. How difficult is it to cooperate for that long?

That was penned by Sunil Dutta, a professor of homeland security at Colorado Tech University and a 17-year veteran of the LAPD. The whole article is like that, and basically boils down to “respect my authority and you won’t get hurt”.

I think it’s pretty safe to say that when you’re taking your cues from Cartman on South Park, you may want to re-think your position.

Update: Dammit, apparently Daring Fireball made that connection last night. This is what happens when I start posting things before I catch up on my RSS feeds from the night before.