I wanted to take a moment, a slice of our precious time together, to give Apple a huge bear hug.
Thank you. Thank you so much, Mr. Tim Apple. Iām thankful, endlessly, cavernously thankful. You did it. You really did it: you released a boring-ass MacBook Pro again.
A bit of background. On Tuesday, Apple announced updated versions of its 14- and 16-inch MacBook Pros. The major headline was that these machines come with the brand-spanking new M2 Pro and M2 Max chipsets.
This is the first time Apple has touched its new MacBook Pro range since they were redesigned at the end of 2021. This was a much-needed and welcome return to form for the company.
After years of neglect, the machines had a new shape, more ports, and ā with the move from Intel to Apple Silicon ā better performance.
Yes, there was also the notch, but, overall, it was a MacBook Pro designed for the people who actually used them.
Tuesdayās update was, unsurprisingly, nowhere near as revolutionary.
Honestly, itās not bad: the M2 Pro and M2 Max chipsets deliver better performance in high-intensity apps like Adobe Photoshop, thereās the introduction of HDMI 2.1 and Wi-Fi 6E, and you get about an hour of extra battery life.
But thereās nothing particularly exciting there, with no FaceID, redesign, or touchscreen. Itās a solid iterative upgrade. Business as usual ā but nothing to write home about.
Yet the announcement had me rubbing my hands together in glee. Why? Because I bought the 14-inch MacBook Pro in 2021.
Iām sure thereās a German word that perfectly expresses the feeling of not being envious of a new product, but Iāll be damned if Iām going to look it up.
In lieu of that, all Iāll say is thanks, Apple. You really handed me a bone here.