So, iPhones then. As I'm sure you know, I LOVE all of Apple's products (note: that was sarcasm. I do not like any of Apple's products), but I do at least own an iPhone (it was given to me). So imagine my surprise when news broke that my iPhone has been gathering data on my movements and everything that I have been doing, and then storing it in an undeleteable file that also synchronises and backs itself up when you sync your iPhone with your computer.
Now, for me, this actually isn't a particularly big deal. Why? Because if Apple ever look at the data it gathered from my iPhone, they would think that all I did was live in the drawer of my computer desk, being let out occasionally for some air. And I haven't synced my iPhone with my computer for a very long time as, I'm sure you've guessed, I never use iTunes due to it's overwhelming need for system resources, and it's overwhelming need to think it knows what you want.
But, for many people, this will be quite an inconvenience. Imagine: now that you know this (and by the way, it is in the user agreement that you agreed to without reading), you're going to think twice about taking your iPhone anywhere with you. Which means you will have to get another smartphone so that you can keep up to date with everything that is happening whilst trying to break into 10 Downing Street to put cyanide in David Cameron's nightcap (note: don't do this). This means that you will end up with two telephone bills, both much, much higher than you would have wanted, especially when your 3yo child gets hold of your smartphone and accidently turns on the mobile browser and starts downloading a movie. In Spain. This means that because you had to pay a £100,000 phone bill, you are unable to pay any of your staff for the month. This means that they all leave and your business collapses, followed by your marriage. You can't keep up the payments on your house so that gets repossessed, along with everything you owned, which was nothing after you sold everything to help pay the phone bill. Then the end finally comes when you a walking down the street and an iPad drops onto your head after someone has thrown it out of the 42nd floor window of the office block across the street from you when they found out they couldn't print from it.
Basically, you're better off without an iPhone.