Well, it's not the shaving so much; it's the clean-up.  And I guess it's really beard-trimming that makes such a mess.  Hundreds of tiny hairs flying out of my Norelco, with me bent over the sink as far as possible trying to angle the trajectory of the hair into the basin, the easiest part of the bathroom to clean.  One day, I will live in a place where I can trim my beard outdoors, sacrificing the hair to the wind.  Or maybe someone could invent some sort of attachment for the Norelco akin to the bag on a lawn mower.