You're right arden... Although I think a hotter hairdryer in fact _is_ better to a certain extent. Don't want to dry long hair with a 'cool' hairdryer. ;-)
And the car-comparisons somehow always turn into flamewars of their own...
My stance here is that benchmarking is a thing of people who always want the fastest newest bestest & cheapest computer in the world. I'm just not like that. I want a computer that I can work on for a couple of months at least, but I rather work on in longer than a year. And the computer should still turn my work into a satisfying task at the time when I sell it and buy a new one.
As soon as your computer is older than a few months, those benchmarks of new computers (that you probably _DON'T_ buy) stop to matter totally.
I guess it's a bit of a Mac-thing, too, but my Mac is my companion in work. "It" writes my stories with me. And it helps me design my books and the websites. My work is better when my computer is 'better', and this does not have anything to do with terms like SPECint or SPECfp. It has to do with instant-wake-from-sleep, however, and with not-having-to-check-the-security-websites etc.
Let's take a short ride into two authors' workdays... (sorry for the longish post... Just ignore the rest of it, if you want to.)
Wintel User
Joe gets up at 9 AM, starts up his PC, which is powered by an Athlon 64 3200+ processor. It's a very fast processor, although it's running at a mere 2.2 GHz, not as the label implies at 3.2 GHz. After pushing the power-on button, Joe goes take a shower, makes himself a cuppa coffee and sits down in front of the computer. Something with the boot process of Windows XP 64bit Beta is still not working right, but after a few clicks on 'Cancel' buttons, Joe is greeted by a nice desktop image and a green button with the word 'Start' in large, friendly white letters. Word XP starts up in no time, which is great. The blinking cursor invites Joe to start writing a new story, and just as Joe has written the first paragraph, a window pops up and invites him to chat with S.Y.L.V.I.A, a 19 year old 'friend' from Germany that wants to show him her new sleeping room, where she has installed a webcam now. She and her girl-friends are partying right now, and he surely wants to join them, right? Even before Joe can click the 'X' of the dialog box (he knows that clicking 'okay' won't do any good to his computer), the weekly virus scan kicks in and slows the computer down, but Joe can't interrupt the process, as he's a bit afraid of all those new viruses he's heard about.
Fryke
Fryke gets up at 10 AM and takes a shower. He makes himself a cup of coffee and sits down at his desk. He opens the lid of the iBook and is welcomed by the last paragraph of the story he's been writing late last night. He hasn't got an idea for the ending yet. He closes the lid of the iBook, disconnects the power cord, packs the iBook into the nice black leather Targus notebook bag and heads off to the café, where he gets the best ideas. He again opens the iBook, and suddenly he knows how to end that story. And, of course, he can start to write only half a second after opening the lid. He saves the story, closes the window, opens a new one and closes the iBook again. Time for a refreshing drink.