Women. Inexplicable creatures. Though their flesh is dimpled and perky, and though their bowel movements have the aroma of freshly baked cinnamon rolls, they are as dangerous and intractable an element as fire and lightning, striking but once and razing the ground upon which they — goddess-like — tread. Unfortunately, this tread ground often includes the gadgetological. How many fairer sexed, stooping to conquer, have left the gizmo-spooled guts of a gadget in their wake as they blindly fiddle with buttons and settings… technology as far beyond their ken as advanced space-time theory is to the butterfly? Brian Lam wept.
Canon knows all this. Employing a Spartan armada of man’s man tech designers, sucking meat off t-bones and slugging down whiskey, they realized the difficulty in making technology impervious to the blind meddling of the electronically unsophisticated human female. The Canon PowerShot E1, therefore, is specifically made for women: a cyborg-like construct of vat grown unicorn meat, fueled by radioactive sugar and spice. Knowing the inherent foolishness of the double X chromosome, Canon even brags that their cameras can be operated by even the loveliest, most dollsome sub-human intelligence: they left out “all unnecessary buttons,” including the hidden self-destruct button that women somehow never fail but to trigger on the most expensive devices.
Fun meta game: is Brownlee JUST JOKING, snickering internally at the inherent absurdity of a “women’s camera” in a modern, post-60s world, yet playing it all as straight as a tongue firmly in cheek would allow? Or is this post one long ode to his own deeply rooted well of misognyism and — heck, let’s just face it — deeply repressed orientation? To the comments with you, o ye players!
Poweshot E1 Canons Women Only Digital Camera [Crunchgear]