the iPhone.

it’s sexy.

it doesn’t matter that the EDGE on at&t is slow. it doesn’t matter that there is no GPS. it doesn’t matter that you can’t cut and paste text. it doesn’t matter that there is no keyboard. it doesn’t matter that sometimes the browser will crash. it doesn’t matter that there is no java support. it doesn’t matter that you cannot text message multiple people simultaneously.

it doesn’t matter that you have to pay $599 for what is estimated to cost apple $220. it doesn’t matter that the battery is not removable and the entire unit must be sent to apple at a cost of $80 to replace while you do not have your cell phone. it doesn’t matter that the headphone jack requires a $10 adapter to use with your existing headset. it doesn’t matter that there is no stereo bluetooth, even though this is supposed to be an iPod replacement for listening to music.

why?

because it’s sexy.

just like that last girl that was crazy.

it doesn’t matter that she stole your car and crashed it. it doesn’t matter that she then smashed your plasma TV with a baseball bat. it doesn’t matter that she then put your entire CD collection in the microwave and cooked them. it doesn’t matter that she did all this after she told your boss what you said about his ugly wife.

why?

because she’s sexy.