Care to explain a little of the overall design?

How? Please explain.

I would expect that bypassing the network stack is no small feat.

And fill the manure pile with ease.

They need to make pigs where you can peel off the bacon from their hides like bark on birch or cork trees.

Ommmmm. Come here little piggy.

What a fucking faggot.

I'm typing this response from a 17" Mac laptop right now.

Daily, I work on a 15" MBP Retina, but I hate the fact that the screen is so small. I need a Thunderbolt display right next to it for decent display of the content.

Yeah, I want to see 17" displays again too. Badly.

One of my former CEOs was diagnosed with ALS and made it his second job to fix his ALS, or he'd be dead. 15 years later and he's not in a wheelchair and he's not dead.

I know, I know, I know, I know it sounds crazy but he said he used Cayce wet cells (yes, that Cayce) and that put a stop to his ALS. He's no longer taking bags of pills, he's leading another company and he doesn't have ALS.

I know it sounds nutjobbery, but I'm just passing this on since you don't hear about people halting their illness (especially when it comes to ALS) and if it's useful to others, I hope that it it's put to good use.

Who doesn't?!

What the hell is a "Milton"?

Meh. Cheerlead much?

Now, if only their UI designers would get some sense in their heads and kill this white and harsh blue, ultra skinny fonts, overly animated everything and go back AT LEAST A LITTLE to the iOS 5 and iOS 6 realism.

That UI was SO much easier to understand and less visually hideous to look at.

Shut up, you bully.

Why haven't you found me and sent a friend request to me yet?

You bullying is oppressing me.

You must be part of the patriarchy, you oppressor.

Calm your estrogenic jets there little Miss. Oversensitive to Perceived Slights on your Faggotry.

"Stop oppressing me, stop oppressing me! Look! Look! I'm being oppressed by their thoughts, likes and dislikes! You must rush to my aid! Form a committee to save me! Why are you not saving me? You're bad people for not saving me! I'm not hurting anyone! Why don't you like me? Why don't you don't champion my causes! You're oppressing me!"

From an email to a friend of mine around 1996,

"Failure in brakes.dll" - John Carmack

There are no jokes in New Yorker cartoons.