No body pays much attention on this topic, why? I really get confused one this too, one model, several names even brands. God! I can’t stand the disordered, tangled, commercialized world. Oh Lord! Look at me now! Who am I? Am I that I am? Am I not I am? Am I? No! I am not I am. I am not myself, I am somebody else but definitely not me. Well, you know that I’m not a madman, but I been madded-on, this world push me to much and I’ll get mental problem. Shyt!!! This turbid world drives me crazy. When I was a little boy, I always wondering why all the grow-ups often couldn’t help themselves. They always act dysphorically, hysterically, panically and maniacally, now I know the world must be so hard on them, now I know how difficult to maintain one’s sanity in this cuckoo’s nest. Almost everybody working everyday, doing everything, trying everyway, their bodies were depleted, their mind were exhausted, all for what? World peace? No! Money? Yes! everbody needs money, that’s want everbody needs. so we work for nothing but money and the jobs that offer us money will never make our lives easier & simpler since nearly every company pursues commerical success.
¶They’ll do everthing to maximize their income, sometimes, they did stand at the point of consumers for a while, but that’s for business purposes;
¶They releases their products and make services available when they think it’s the best time to make a hell lot of dollars;
¶They exchange ideals on how to get the most out of consumer’s wallets;
¶They change when market changed;
¶They make prices that never worth but what choice do we have?;
¶They not always strictly comply industrial standards for profit matters, when they break it, they abuse standards are cuffs & fetters that prevent technical improvement;
¶They’re creation-manic and created too much type of OS, FS, files, discs, interfaces, Inkjet Cartridges, batteries, lenses, movable storages, CPUs, memories, IC cards etc just to make incompatible everywhere;
All individuals & organizations doing all these 24-7 for what? Money? Yes, money - a little scrip with somebody’s head portrait printed on it, well-known as its magic of lead-the world-into-chaos.
We are the slaves of money, even we don’t want.