On computer history, personal.
I used to be a die-hard Windows-and-especially-DOS-are-the-way-and-the-truth Computer Guy. I did things to my computer like disk compression from the DOS command line in elementary school, back in the nineties. There was, in fact, good reason to be contemptuous of Apple’s products at the time, because it was the nineties, and they were run by buffoons who had no idea how to do anything right, and (though I didn’t really realize it at the time) Windows 95 did a good enough job of copying Mac OS with the serial numbers filed off that it seemed the right option, because frankly it was at the time.
Fast-forward to college (including the frankly-embarrassing self-superior condescension toward Mac users one associates stereotypically and, honestly, pretty accurately with anyone who knows a lot about computers, plays a lot of computer games, or, on rare occasions, someone who actually does both). Mac OS 10.4 shows up with x86 support, and as I am by this point someone with a track record of installing OSes for fun (literally — I tried Linux for a while before getting sick of the need to babysit it constantly to prevent pointlessly frustrating things like Mandrake’s 20,000-pixel-wide system settings window bug), I find out that Mac OS has been modified for installation on commodity hardware. I figure, hey, this seems like a good chance to confirm my biases and my deep-seated belief that Windows XP is the One True Operating System, now and forever, amen. I fire up the installer, put that OS on a fresh partition, and am INSTANTLY blown away by how much better the experience of simply using my computer is than the suddenly-extremely-primitive-feeling XP (this was after Vista came out, but also after everyone sort of agreed that nobody in their right mind would deliberately use it). It was UNIX that could dress itself in the morning. It was an operating system with things like security policy consisting of something other than the extremes of “sure, whatever” or “HALT WHO GOES THERE AND DARES TRY TO ADJUST THE VOLUME SETTING,” and it appealed very much to the part of me that wanted to use my computer like an adult, to actually PRODUCE things, instead of like the kid who broke and unbroke Windows for fun and called that “being good at computers.”
This is of course leaving aside entirely the later discovery that computer hardware could likewise be something actively enjoyed and a source of delight, rather than merely tolerated (anyone else remember back when laptops were creaky plastic, before everyone decided that whatever Apple does is the only option and started making metal-body laptops? That is sort of an industry trend of late, really).
So yeah, there’s a reason a lot of people (take a look at any given photo of a programming conference and do your best to find even HALF as many laptops without glowing Apple logos as with) decide that maybe there’s something to be said for buying a new Camry instead of a ‘94 Geo, even though they both have four wheels (identical specs!) and go from point A to point B.
When you spend a lot of your time using something to do work, sometimes it pays to not just go with the cheapest option, but rather one made by people aiming to please those who understand that it’s even possible to be pleased.