Awwww. Do I have too? (Score 5, Insightful)

It's almost like when you were a kid and were about to run off with your friends and go play in the woods/creek/abandoned wherehouse and your mom made you take your little brother. But you didn't want to take your little brother because he'd get hurt and screw up your fun - but of course mom won and you had to take your little brother along so he wouldn't feel excluded.

And he got hurt, ruined all of your fun AND got you blamed for it.

I think that if I were Apple, I'd be damn scared that Real was going to bust all the damn iPods and I'd get blamed for it.