Speak for yourself. Let's all be honest now, we're not in this for osx, the build, the untouchable trackpad, the battery and certainly not because its specs render it perfectly usable for everyday tasks at a fraction of the weight and size of similarly-specced notebooks.
We're in this because of the
wow. We revel in the fact that it performs better than any netbook can ever dream of. But our hearts are contented fifty-fold if a stranger passes but one compliment.
Feeling a little guilty, maybe exposed? Don't be. Our aesthetic desires aren't entirely maladaptive. The rMB and many Apple products are social devices. They can literally generate interaction. Heck Jobs himself in a keynote mentioned something about getting a email from a guy who thanked him for inventing the iPad as he met his gf after it got her attention.
And it's even more than that. A lot of the positive aspects of my personality are something I owe to this machine. How can I explain it, ok when you don't have supportive parents to instil enough self-esteem, you have to forage it elsewhere right? Some people find it through a good family network, some find it through competence/success in their profession, some find it philosophically contemplating the practical sequelae of their increased nitrogenous tissue as they study their purple-veined bicep (no gear, we're cool).
I dunno, it appears that in an ironic existential twist my personal human deficiencies are eased with Apple corporate produce. If I own this lofty and celebrated configuration of silicone and aluminium then surely I'm a worthy person, right? In that way, Jobs is kinda my dad, if you see what I mean