The era of the Ghettoputer ended violently last weekend.
The Ghettoputer was a 466 MHz PowerPC G3 with 768MB of RAM. Defying aesthetics, it lived in a faded beige PC case with a retro, rainbow Apple sticker on the front. It was hacked to absolute bits graciously by my father in order to run Mac OS 10.4.
Ghettoputer came into my life a few months after my G4 PowerBook died in a cat/hot chocolate accident. Before, I was used to using programs like Quark, Photoshop, Illustrator, and Aperture. With Ghettoputer, starting up felt like a miracle.
Ghettoputer’s descent into the afterlife began with shared library errors while trying to open various applications, inability to upgrade to the latest version of Quicktime, mysteriously shutting off during use, and eventually being unable to start up at all.
Welcome to the gut-wrenching start-up of the Ghettoputer. It did this for about 5-10 minutes each time.
Not pictured: the terrifying, Medusa-esque tangle of cords coming out of the back.
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May all the dead Ghettoputers RIP. I thought my old secondhand iBook was the ultimate Ghettoputer but your photo proves me wrong! Now you’ve got me mentally waxing poetic about how well (if slooowwwwly) my babyGhettoputer served me all those years. Maybe I should write a poem about it.
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