What’s Next for Apple?

Not too long ago, I was often the only person in a café using a Mac notebook computer.

These days, hipster coffee houses like Baked can sometimes feel like sit-down Apple Stores, with table after table of blank faces lit by the cool luminescence of MacBook screens.

(I’m actually uncomfortable with the Apple logo’s newfound ubiquity. I’ve taken to covering it with sticker-based artwork from Gelaskins.com.)

Since it introduced the iMac in 1998, Apple’s rise to predominance in the world of technology has been meteoric.

The company’s former CEO and legendary co-founder, Steve Jobs, is largely credited with Apple’s growth and success.

His vision drove the original iMac to market, and then the company’s subsequent watershed products: the iPod, the iPhone, and the iPad.

These new devices in turn drove the company’s success and literally turned the computer technology industry upside down.

But with Jobs now having stepped down for health reasons, no landmark new hardware product on the horizon, and competitors nipping at the company’s heels, what does the future hold for Apple? Continue reading

Which Party Supports the Internet?

A recent federal government report concluded that the telecommunications infrastructure in the North is in a bad, bad way.

That system that supports our internet and mobile and landline phones is poorly designed and implemented, undependable, expensive, and slow.

As a result, not only is our access to Netflix threatened, but government services are negatively impacted and emergency situations – such as plane crashes – are more dangerous than they need be.

Unsurprisingly, the report recommends that since private companies like Northwestel have proven themselves unable to effectively and affordably accommodate the growing communications needs of northerners, it’s time for government to get involved.

What a perfect message for election time! Continue reading

Why Canada Might Give Refuge to Muammar Gaddafi

The curly-haired dictator strides into the living room at 24 Sussex Drive, drops himself into a couch and tosses his muddied army boots up on the coffee table.

“Laureen!” he shouts. “Champagne! I must celebrate my new home!”

Mrs. Harper squeezes the Prime Minister’s hand nervously. “Yes, Mr. Gaddafi,” she says, then leaves the room.

Picking his nose, the deposed Libyan despot watches her go. “And wear those CFM boots from the royal wedding at dinner tonight. I very much like them.”

“Now wait a minute Muammar,” the Prime Minister interjects. “You can’t talk to my wife that way.”

Muammar Gaddafi gets up off the couch, flicks a booger on the floor, and approaches Stephen Harper.

“Stevey, Stevey. Thank-you for letting me in your country.”

Gaddafi gently grasps the Prime Minister’s tie and straightens it as he talks.

“Now that NDP prick is gone, you can do what you want. So here I am!”

He rests his hands on Harper’s shoulders.

“And I am here to work. You must pass your internet spy law so that I can give you what you need. I know more about spying on citizens on the internet than anyone else.”

Harper brushes away the former dictator’s dirty, calloused hands.

“Muammar, you don’t get it. I can’t just ram that legislation through right after Jack’s funeral. It’ll seem insensitive. I need more time.”

Gaddafi lifts a crystal decanter and pours generous doses of scotch into two glasses.

“Oh, I have time, Stevey. Plenty of time. I’m on your payroll now. But if you want to know what your citizens are doing on the internet, we have to get moving.”

He hands the Prime Minister a glass.

“So until I can work, I wait. Now send in your pretty daughter. I want to discuss something with her.” Continue reading