I am resistant to change.
I am reluctant to embrace the newfangled. Sure, that’s frequently symptomatic of advancing age, but I have pretty much always been this way. I was late to buy a CD player, having sworn allegiance, back in the day, to vinyl LPs. I was equally late to the table in procuring an iPod, but I eventually caved there, too.
That, however, was where I drew the line. Disinclined to hop on the streaming bandwagon, I decided I was perfectly content to still buy CD’s and rip their contents to my iTunes and go on like that. The music industry -- for a little while, at least -- was more or less willing to accommodate me until fairly recently, when iPods were discontinued and iTunes was no longer supported by Mac operating systems. I unwittingly updated my iMac some months back, and iTunes was systematically dismantled in an instant — prompting much consternation from yours truly. A little creative Googling, however, allowed to me figure out how to re-load and update music files for my long-suffering (but still tenuously functioning) iPod Classic (160 GB). There was a bit more maintenance involved, but it was feasible, so that’s how I was continuing.
Back out here on Long Island for the last gasp of Summer 2020, I grabbed my iPod this morning for my long AM walk, only to discover that it was perilously low on juice. I plugged it into a charger, but when I returned later to retrieve it, its contents had been WIPED CLEAN.
Now, I believe all I have to do is plug it back into my iMac — back in the city — to effectively “rebuild” its music library. But Apple’s subtle tortures are not lost on me. Apple does not want me to use this particular product anymore, and one day — it will probably win this stand-off.
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