The effects of technology do not occur at the level of opinions or concepts. Rather they alter patterns of perception steadily and without any resistance.

~ Marshall McLuhan

First i hope everyone is safe. Second, this blog is more meta-physical in nature. The above picture is a present i received from a dear friend who 3D printed it for me. A transhumanist pictorial if you will for accelerating our wetware. This brings us to the current matter at hand.

i was traveling recently and i couldn’t help but notice how many humans are just sitting, walking, running and even biking looking at their mobile devices. Families no longer talk to each other, couples no longer kiss. Kids no longer day dream. All no longer LOOK UP, DOWN and ALL AROUND.

i must confess at this juncture that, as a technologist, i am conflicted. As they say we make the guns, but we don’t pull the trigger. As a technologist, i truly love using and creating with mathematics, hardware, and software. it is an honor as far as i am concerned, and i treat it as such, yet when i have time to sit and ponder i think of the time i held the first telegraph in my hands. Yes, the FIRST telegraph that read:

What hath God wrought!

Invented and sent by Samuel Finley Breese Morse 24 May 1844. I held it. Of course it was behind plexiglass, and this is a link to said telegraph.

Why is this important? It converted numbers (morse code in this case) into a readable document, content if you will. Even if you do not believe in higher-order deities or some theistic aspects what was transmitted and received via the message of the telegraph herewith was multi-modal and carried some weight to the message.

There seems to be a trend toward a kind of primitive outlook on life a more tribal attitude and i think its a natural reaction to industrialization. Unfortunately i think it is a bit naive because the future is going to become more mechanized, computerized as you call it and i dont think there is any turning back.

~ Jim Morrison

Intelligence it seems, is now but a search engine away or if you will a “tic-tok” away. It also seems due to this immediate gratification of content and information that, we no longer talk to anyone. “The Pandemic” seems to have modified several aspects of our existence. The results of this i believe will take decades of evolution before this change is truly understood from a systems theory and first principles engineering view.

We have been sequestered into a living environment tethered to the LazyWeb(TM). Per my commentary about seeing families with their heads buried in their phones during all modes of so-called social engagement, this is creating considerable fractures in how we deal with friends, families, and most importantly ourselves.

Now in recent times, Humans are going into the office or “back to the hybrid workplace” and taking a zoom call in the adjacent meeting room to where the REAL PHYSICAL meeting is occurring. So the more i pondered, the more i thought i would post a bunch of pictures and talk about cyberspace vs real space.

i have read all the books: “Neuromancer, Cyberspace, SnowCrash,Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep (DADOES), Super Intelligence, 1984, Brave New World, Realware etc”, i first worked on full Virtual Reality applications in 1993. Yes there were computers back then, big red ones called Silicon Graphics Crimson machines. These augmented with fixed point digital signal processing equipment created the first six degrees of freedom ( 6DOFS) head tracked stereoscopic renderings complete with spatial audio. So it is nothing new just executed in a different fashon.

i recently went to the NASA Astronaut Training Experience at the Kennedy Space Center with my eldest daughter and we took a walk on Mars and did some trivial tasks. It was tethered environment with mono-based audio however it was impressive from a simulation standpoint. When the alert system informed me that a sandstorm was coming, i was non-plussed. Having worked on top-secret systems, i understand the need for simulations entirely. Simulate all the emergencies over and over again that you can think of when going into an environment of conflict.

On a regular basis “Humans being” and living do not constitute simulation unless you buy into Bostrom’s theory that we are living in a simulation, then what of it? Please make the most of IT. Talk to that person across from you. What color do they love? What is their favorite food? Do they like puppies? If they are close friends and family, above all – show them how you feel. Hug them.

I believe that computers have taken over the world. I believe that they
have in many ways ruined our children. I believe that kids used to love
to go out and play. I believe that social graces are gone because
manners are gone because all people do is sit around and text. I think
it’s obnoxious.

~ Stevie Nicks

If you are not the talkative type go outside build a fire, Walk through the city. Go sit under a tree. If you live in a place where you can see the sky go outside and just stare at the sky and let your eyes adjust. The stars will come out and think about the fact you are made of the same substances.

Reflect on and into yourself. Shut down all the noise and chatter. Listen. What do YOU hear?

I can’t fax you my love.
I can’t e-mail you my heart.
I can’t see your face in cyberspace,
I don’t know where to start.

~ Jimmy Buffet

When you get up in the morning, don’t start the Doom Scroll. Contemplate. Get a notebook and write some thoughts. The visceral act of writing activates differing neural patterns that allow us to remember and learn. Think about what you would like to accomplish. Hopefully, you made your bed. That is at least one thing you can check off that you did accomplish, and your parents would be proud.

i wrote a blog a while ago called Its An Honor To Say Goodbye. Many seemed to enjoy it for several different reasons. As you look up from your phone and are around, folks play a game. What if that person just disappeared as though they were shot by a BFG (Big F-in Gun) in one of the first-person shooting games and could not re-frag? Just gone from the simulation? Poof!

How would you feel?

i’ll have to say if this is a simulation, it is pretty good and has to be some quantum information theoretic manifestation[2]. Yet! Feeling that embrace from a friend or loved one, feeling the spray from a wave, smelling and touching a rose, A dog licking you in the face, tasting that steak, the carnality and sensuality of it all transcend, at least for me, the “meta” aspects of the online experience.

Go Outside! The Graphics are Great!

~ Sensai Todd

So folks, when in doubt, put that device down for a bit. Go for a walk. Say hello to that person across the room and ask how the day is going, and mean it and listen. Go outside and sit against a tree at night, or take a walk near the ocean or body of water (my favorite). Draw. Shut your eyes and deeply listen to music. Dance. Make stupid sounds. Try something you have never done before. Do something besides being fed programmed content.

Look UP DOWN and ALL AROUND.

So question for all of you:

Q: Would you prefer a telegraph, facsimile or simulation of this life?

Until Then,

tctjr

#iwishyouwater <- Nathan Florence on a hellish scottish slab paddle out. He aint worried about who clicked like….

Muzak To Blog By Forestt “Into The Woods”. i would classify this as Martial Folk if i may use genre classification liberally.

[1] Someone i really respect technically and now consider a dear friend printed this out for me. He also prints body parts. Heavy stuff. He is a practicing ER doctor and also codes.

[2] On the above commentary concerning simulations, i do believe in the Minowski multi-verse theory and view of The Universe. Its all happening NOW with multiple probabilities, our noggin cant sample fast enough to reconstruct all of the information simultaneously. Also, remember, girls and boys, YOU are the universe.

[3] i took all of the pictures included herewith except the last one.

references:

[1] this is a great interview with The Lizard King (aka Jim Morrison when he was 26 in 1970. Listen. This isn’t hippie stuff. Click HERE.

“With heart and hand I pledge you while I load my gun again, you will never be forgotten or the enemy forgiven, my good comrade.”

~ A.S.L.

As is usual this time of year most think of heading back to school, the coming of autumn and even some are contemplating the winter holidays.  I am usually stuck betwixt the mental gymnastics of the proverbial Indian Summer and the Weather Channel fervently watching for the next storm barreling up the Carribean Corridor.  True waterman know that one should never take your eye off the ocean or take your gaze off the skyline.  The relationship a waterman has with the ocean is an extremely complicated Mars/Venus – Love/Hate – Yin/Yang existence especially for those that would love to see The Kracken, Leviathan or Neptune emerge from the deep.  Secretly I believe we are ‘Oceanic misogynist’ as most watermen look at the ocean as a lady and actually dislike her yet at the same time are drawn to Her love and terror.

Yet as much as I truly love this time of the year when most start tweeting – “We will never forget!”  – in honor of the 9/11 terrorist attacks my mind wanders to few days before 9/11 and the last time I talked to the waterman and my comrade: Steven Swenson (aka Sven).

Some of you know that I write this dedication every year.  It is neither cathartic nor is it pining in squalid sorrow for my lost commrade.  I cannot bring myself to such pitiful acts when I know the loss is much greater for his family.  In some ways it reminds of the book by C.S. Lewis  – A Grief Observed.

I do find it curious that such independent men could forge such a relationship as ours.

Even so, it is not, shall I say upstanding character in the truest sense in the manner that I sometimes react.  My melancholy compassion or even sometimes,  sheer anguish,  lies in the mere fact that, The Sven was an Elite Performer and was a better person than most and honestly there are others who would have been better off  going into the great sleep – than him. So maybe its anger yet I digress here is a succinct example of how Brutally Honest he was with people.

For example in discussion:

Person 1: Well here is my idea and blah blah blah blah…  What do you think?

Sven:  You know what i think?  I think its fucking stupid. (laughs)

yet another:

Person2: Hey man how are you today?

Sven: Like shit – how are you?

Person 2: no response just keeps walking.

(to me: see exactly as you said they dont even pay attention)

Most people dont have the cajones or they are caught up in their own pathetic, self referenced heads to say anything out of the ordinary, for fear of reprisal or what others might “think” of them.

Some of you know that I wear a Skeleton Head Ring on my right hand.  I believe in the ethos:  Life The Great Indulgence!  I do not go the for the Gothic ‘I want to die” crap nor is it some Rock N Roll Hootchie Coo affect.  So why do I wear it?  It came from a discussion the Sven and I had years ago.  We were talking about Schrodinger’s Cat.  The Sven once said the Cat is dead because he destroyed the box.

So one day we were talking about the cat, women, boats and music, mixed in with a little software engineering, and he drew a skeleton face on a napkin and threw it over to me.  He said, “It all comes for us.”  I folded the napkin up and kept it and had a ring made out of it.  Solid Silver.  Of course the Silver Smith took some artistic freedoms and added some realism and ferocity.  It is beautiful to me.   It is a constant reminder  that the Great Reaper is after us.  It is also a reminder  concerning the discussion he and I had that day.

It is also a reminder the feeling of immortality should be crystallized and adored.

A feeling of immortality was occurring the last day I talked to him.

Sven was sailing around the world and being a true waterman he was prepared.  He owned  a satellite phone for his sailing trip around the world.  I never could stand that damn satellite phone he had and he loved that damn thing for whatever reason.  Probably because it provided him total freedom.  On numerous occasion I tried to call him and he tried calling me etc.  I finally sent him a message via carrier pigeon to just wait and call me when he gets settled in the port of call we had decided to meet.  As a note we had planned all of this years earlier to meet around the world whenever Sven bought his boat which in an of itself is a great story.  So finally I suppose he was settled and one day…

(Phone Ringing)

Me: Hello?

Sven: Hey man!

Me: I hate that piece of shit phone of your’s where are you?

Sven: I have been hanging out at this cantina all day long and the guy is letting me use his phone to call you.  You guys have your tickets?

Me: Not yet.

Sven: Man go get them!  It is crazy they have been playing Latin music all day and when I just called you they started playing “Gimme Back My Bullets” its a sign!

Me: Well then it must be so.  Yeah I will get them today.  So tell me something man how is it?

Sven: Well it took me about 3 months just to realize that I didnt have a fucking schedule.  It is so stupid running around like a squirrel.

Me: I hear ya man.  So tell me somethin’ ya’ happy?

Sven:  Yea man if I would have known how this was going to be I would have done it a long time ago.  It really puts things in perspective.  The responsiblity is all on you but it places different responsibilities that are more real than the rest of the stuff, ya know?

Me: Yeah man I know its the crap that is what they lead you to believe – the stuff that is all important.  I just wanted to know that you are happy.

Sven:  Yea man really.  I am. Thanks.

Me:  You dont have to thank me.  Ok man we will see you soon!  Go Big!

Sven: Ok man I’ll see you soon.

Never again did I get to tell him how stupid his phone was or that I believed he did destroy the cat in the box.

In the last months Steven experienced life that most dream about and yet are to scared to go after for fear of so called personal failure.  Most cling to the fallacy of societies trappings and the “thou shalts” of our existence which most deem rules created by so called social norms.  Living outside of those social norms brings great freedom and at the same instance great responsibilities that most are afraid to experience.

He died doing what he loved – free diving in the ocean he so loved.

“You Only Suffer As Long As You Want To
Men Like Us Do Not Let Each Other Drown
We Share The Sweetest Black Bread
That Delicate Grain Of Scorn
No God, No Master, No Master Slave.”

~ Rome- “We who fell in love with the sea (Jérôme Reuter)

“Our life passes like idle chatter.” ~ Karl Maria Willgut

Here is the infamous PC Destruction video:

This was one of the songs he liked off the Fight Club soundtrack.  We used to listen to it everyday at Apple.

And if he was here I believe he would like this song or then again he would tell me it was fucking stupid and laugh.

Rome – We Who Fell In Love With The Sea

I miss him.

# ALL HAIL STEVEN!

“With heart and hand I pledge you while I load my gun again, you will never be forgotten or the enemy forgiven, my good comrade.”

~ A.S.L.

As is usual this time of year most think of heading back to school, the coming of autumn and even some are contemplating the winter holidays.  I am usually stuck betwixt the mental gymnastics of the proverbial Indian Summer and the Weather Channel fervently watching for the next storm barreling up the Carribean Corridor.  True waterman know that one should never take your eye off the ocean or take your gaze off the skyline.  The relationship a waterman has with the ocean is an extremely complicated Mars/Venus – Love/Hate – Yin/Yang existence especially for those that would love to see The Kracken, Leviathan or Neptune emerge from the deep.  Secretly I believe we are ‘Oceanic misogynist’ as most watermen look at the ocean as a lady and actually dislike her yet at the same time are drawn to Her love and terror.

Yet as much as I truly love this time of the year when most start tweeting – “We will never forget!”  – in honor of the 9/11 terrorist attacks my mind wanders to few days before 9/11 and the last time I talked to the waterman and my comrade: Steven Swenson (aka Sven).

Some of you know that I write this dedication every year.  It is neither cathartic nor is it pining in squalid sorrow for my lost commrade.  I cannot bring myself to such pitiful acts when I know the loss is much greater for his family.  In some ways it reminds of the book by C.S. Lewis  – A Grief Observed.

I do find it curious that such independent men could forge such a relationship as ours.

Even so, it is not, shall I say upstanding character in the truest sense in the manner that I sometimes react.  My melancholy compassion or even sometimes,  sheer anguish,  lies in the mere fact that, The Sven was an Elite Performer and was a better person than most and honestly there are others who would have been better off  going into the great sleep – than him. So maybe its anger yet I digress here is a succinct example of how Brutally Honest he was with people.

For example in discussion:

Person 1: Well here is my idea and blah blah blah blah…  What do you think?

Sven:  You know what i think?  I think its fucking stupid. (laughs)

yet another:

Person2: Hey man how are you today?

Sven: Like shit – how are you?

Person 2: no response just keeps walking.

(to me: see exactly as you said they dont even pay attention)

Most people dont have the cajones or they are caught up in their own pathetic, self referenced heads to say anything out of the ordinary, for fear of reprisal or what others might “think” of them.

Some of you know that I wear a Skeleton Head Ring on my right hand.  I believe in the ethos:  Life The Great Indulgence!  I do not go the for the Gothic ‘I want to die” crap nor is it some Rock N Roll Hootchie Coo affect.  So why do I wear it?  It came from a discussion the Sven and I had years ago.  We were talking about Schrodinger’s Cat.  The Sven once said the Cat is dead because he destroyed the box.

So one day we were talking about the cat, women, boats and music, mixed in with a little software engineering, and he drew a skeleton face on a napkin and threw it over to me.  He said, “It all comes for us.”  I folded the napkin up and kept it and had a ring made out of it.  Solid Silver.  Of course the Silver Smith took some artistic freedoms and added some realism and ferocity.  It is beautiful to me.   It is a constant reminder  that the Great Reaper is after us.  It is also a reminder  concerning the discussion he and I had that day.

It is also a reminder the feeling of immortality should be crystallized and adored.

A feeling of immortality was occurring the last day I talked to him.

Sven was sailing around the world and being a true waterman he was prepared.  He owned  a satellite phone for his sailing trip around the world.  I never could stand that damn satellite phone he had and he loved that damn thing for whatever reason.  Probably because it provided him total freedom.  On numerous occasion I tried to call him and he tried calling me etc.  I finally sent him a message via carrier pigeon to just wait and call me when he gets settled in the port of call we had decided to meet.  As a note we had planned all of this years earlier to meet around the world whenever Sven bought his boat which in an of itself is a great story.  So finally I suppose he was settled and one day…

(Phone Ringing)

Me: Hello?

Sven: Hey man!

Me: I hate that piece of shit phone of your’s where are you?

Sven: I have been hanging out at this cantina all day long and the guy is letting me use his phone to call you.  You guys have your tickets?

Me: Not yet.

Sven: Man go get them!  It is crazy they have been playing Latin music all day and when I just called you they started playing “Gimme Back My Bullets” its a sign!

Me: Well then it must be so.  Yeah I will get them today.  So tell me something man how is it?

Sven: Well it took me about 3 months just to realize that I didnt have a fucking schedule.  It is so stupid running around like a squirrel.

Me: I hear ya man.  So tell me somethin’ ya’ happy?

Sven:  Yea man if I would have known how this was going to be I would have done it a long time ago.  It really puts things in perspective.  The responsiblity is all on you but it places different responsibilities that are more real than the rest of the stuff, ya know?

Me: Yeah man I know its the crap that is what they lead you to believe – the stuff that is all important.  I just wanted to know that you are happy.

Sven:  Yea man really.  I am. Thanks.

Me:  You dont have to thank me.  Ok man we will see you soon!  Go Big!

Sven: Ok man I’ll see you soon.

Never again did I get to tell him how stupid his phone was or that I believed he did destroy the cat in the box.

In the last months Steven experienced life that most dream about and yet are to scared to go after for fear of so called personal failure.  Most cling to the fallacy of societies trappings and the “thou shalts” of our existence which most deem rules created by so called social norms.  Living outside of those social norms brings great freedom and at the same instance great responsibilities that most are afraid to experience.

He died doing what he loved – free diving in the ocean he so loved.

“You Only Suffer As Long As You Want To
Men Like Us Do Not Let Each Other Drown
We Share The Sweetest Black Bread
That Delicate Grain Of Scorn
No God, No Master, No Master Slave.”

~ Rome- “We who fell in love with the sea (Jérôme Reuter)

“Our life passes like idle chatter.” ~ Karl Maria Willgut

Here is the infamous PC Destruction video:

This was one of the songs he liked off the Fight Club soundtrack.  We used to listen to it everyday at Apple.

And if he was here I believe he would like this song or then again he would tell me it was fucking stupid and laugh.

Rome – We Who Fell In Love With The Sea

I miss him.

# ALL HAIL STEVEN!

So recently I saw a H I L A R I O U S post on Quora: What do all of the Mediocre People Do In Silicon Valley?  I was so pleased by this that I decided to write yet another blog on what I am now calling Elite Computing.  As a matter of fact this is a moniker that I cannot claim.  Someone who I had a long discussion with said and I quote, ” I like the fact that you talk about Elite Computing and acknowledge people when they are smart.”  They went on to discuss the differences between The Valley and almost everywhere else was that in The Valley you better know and show your smart or else.

A while a go I wrote a blog on Social Darwinism and Software Development.  Lets take an excerpt from this Quora article that appears to be a little more palatible:

“They work in less important roles at larger companies. Certain parts of Yahoo, AOL, Oracle, Microsoft have lots of these people. The companies actually make reasonably productive use of them. They generally have structures in place that prevent them from doing too much damage and make sure they are always making forward progress, even if it’s slow”

Then if you go down in the comments there is the usual bitching about “Why do you have to have over confidence?  So what IF just WHAT IF?  The same pathetic atitude existed in 1) The Military 2) The Police Force 3) Sports.

Stronger Better Faster More.  You want a 1x return on your investment or you want a 10x?  Think about  that the next time some of the top performers seem overly intense, passionate or crazy.

It put the whole 99% and 1% argument in a different light.

To the victor go the spoils.  May the best company win and live large.

Until Then,

Go Big or Go Home!

@tctjr

So recently I saw a H I L A R I O U S post on Quora: What do all of the Mediocre People Do In Silicon Valley?  I was so pleased by this that I decided to write yet another blog on what I am now calling Elite Computing.  As a matter of fact this is a moniker that I cannot claim.  Someone who I had a long discussion with said and I quote, ” I like the fact that you talk about Elite Computing and acknowledge people when they are smart.”  They went on to discuss the differences between The Valley and almost everywhere else was that in The Valley you better know and show your smart or else.

A while a go I wrote a blog on Social Darwinism and Software Development.  Lets take an excerpt from this Quora article that appears to be a little more palatible:

“They work in less important roles at larger companies. Certain parts of Yahoo, AOL, Oracle, Microsoft have lots of these people. The companies actually make reasonably productive use of them. They generally have structures in place that prevent them from doing too much damage and make sure they are always making forward progress, even if it’s slow”

Then if you go down in the comments there is the usual bitching about “Why do you have to have over confidence?  So what IF just WHAT IF?  The same pathetic atitude existed in 1) The Military 2) The Police Force 3) Sports.

Stronger Better Faster More.  You want a 1x return on your investment or you want a 10x?  Think about  that the next time some of the top performers seem overly intense, passionate or crazy.

It put the whole 99% and 1% argument in a different light.

To the victor go the spoils.  May the best company win and live large.

Until Then,

Go Big or Go Home!

@tctjr

I was having a moment of self reflection and truly thought about the essence of humanity.   Without straying into a value or ethics system or some meta-physical looney tunes land,  I have come to realize that the creation of software (besides being the quickest way to make a boat-load of money) is also one of the ultimate expressions of “being human”.

One interesting aspect of software is that it can realize an ephemeral idea into a novel useful process and at the same instance can easily be destroyed with a simple command such as this : rm -f -r {file-name} POOF! – all the ideas are gone!

It is in fact the creation and destruction duality that make this so human.

Humanity basically accomplishes two things: Creation and Destruction.

Software also exhibits a level of self determination and elitism that I must say these days does not exist in many aspects of our society.  The intelligent, fast and strong usually make the mark.  Software is stratifying – that alone is an outlier.  For reference here is a link to a blog that I wrote sometime ago on (taboo subject) Social Darwinism and Software development.

The balance and duality of software creation (and destruction) are not really addressed across the industry.  I recently read Coders at Work.  This is a great tome from some of the best-of-the-best in  the software industry.  The great ones interviewed in this tome continually discussed the creation and destruction aspects – as well as adapting of software.  Also they eloquently discussed getting rid of the tripe or things that did not appear worthy of creation.  Most are bothered by this duality.  Most are bothered by the extreme individualistic nature of software creation/destruction.

No one needs to tell you that you “can” create a piece of software.  Grab Eclipse or IDLE etc and go to it with your idea.  Some of the best software ever written has never been experienced outside the compiler,interpreter,browser, desktop or mobile.

Why?  Brutal Honestly –  because some deemed that most cannot deal with the results of a piece of software.  Just dont eat your own tail.

Until Then,

Go Big Or Go Home!

@jaxsoncreole

Hello all:

## Do The Right Thing

A very successful person in the tech industry who at this point I consider close to iconoclastic said,  “Just Do The Right Thing.”  I am not going to get into the metaphysical aspects of Right/Wrong here suffice to say what this person was making a comment on was have a clear conscience and do not be biased as to the correct technical and business decision.  In the long run you will benefit and you can always look back and know that what you did as a technical professional was well and just.  This was coming during a very complicated and involved several people with agendas.  For those who are not in the tech industry you would be amazed at how emotional coders, architects and program directors are with respect to some of these decisions.  Then I think that nowadays they are very close to rockstars so what not be emotional?  That said when you have a difficult decision to make “Do The Right Thing.”

## Responsibility For The Responsible!

First and foremost one thing I do wish is I could have met the person who espoused this statement.  I actually came very close when I was in The Valley circa 93′.  Yet that is a story for another time and place.  The two previous items roll up into this tenets.  For those that are changing the world via technology we have the power to create and destroy.  For some this is the game because well they have made millions and billions, just as the artist who can create to destroy which is part of the art.  Yet even though we create technologies that change the very social fabric of humanity we are still dealing with the human form on a daily basis (caveat emptor for better or worse) and as such we have decisions that will live with us. Conflict is a given.  It is going to happen.  Humans adore war.  Many a people in the tech industry have destroyed many an art – books could be written on the amount of code and product that hit the trash and <delete>.  Part and parcel of this is the aspect of doing what your told instead of being responsible and doing the right thing.  Software is the most scalable industry period.  There may never be another industry as scalable (smart grid maybe but not yet).  The multi-cast nature of changing entire groups of people via one application or a widget is phenomenal not to mention the monetary reward.  As I am fond of saying – Idea2Bank as fast as possible yet this comes with some aspect of Responsibility For The Responsible.  There are those that can and those that cannot its a very stratifying industry.

At the end of the day do what you know – say what you think – create the software you know is true.  Software only knows brutal honesty – either it works or it doesnt and you should be a reflection of that creation.

Until Then,

Go Big Or Go Home!

@jaxsoncreole

Well low and below I was having some tea this morning and going through my thousands of RSS feeds and one of the survival method blogs wrote about the following subject matter:

Why Do People Fail To Adapt?

1. Not seeing what is happening. Sometimes folks just aren’t informed on what is going on. Hard to make logical conclusions and adapt to them if you don’t have the information.

2. Refusal to accept the new reality. Folks will just stick their heads in the sand and hope the problem goes away. Often this happens with a family who can’t afford to maintain their current lifestyle. They will try to borrow and juggle bills and try to hold onto the greased string as long as they possibly can. Like tearing off a band aid going slower makes it worse. Better to have a couple really rough months than a couple pretty rough years.  Also there are those starving farmers in Africa. Ya know the ones you always see on the aids commercials? The ones who keep planting pathetic little gardens on their 1/2 of an acre farm in the Sudan where 9/10 years there is a drought that kills all the crops.

3. They limit their options. They refuse to try the kind of food that is available and starve instead. They refuse to move to find work. They hope old jobs will come back instead of focusing on retraining and finding new employment.

4. They give up – Adapting, at least in the context we are talking about, is usually unpleasant. Like any other human situation, there is a huge psychological factor. When something bad happens, I am not saying you shouldn’t be sad. Eat a carton of ice cream, or drink a half bottle of booze or whatever it is you do. Go to sleep, wake up and get the heck on with your life. It will eventually get better.

Wow.  Say it aint so?!   Lets do an item-by-item analysis here.

Item #1 Not Seeing what is happening.

Being aware and not being stupid.  Ok this is almost a circular argument as solipsism is seeping in here.  Really?  Please make logical and rational decisions. Pretty obvious and appears to be a given if your building software.  In many cases not being informed is another way of saying you do not have the background to process the information.

Item #2 Refusal to accept the new reality.

This is a big one.  In many cases people cannot cope with vast changes in technology or any type of culture.  I mentioned homeostasis in my last blog.  Resistant to change.    It is a conundrum of sorts.  They want better yet they do not want to deal with a new reality or they have the inability to understand a new reality.  This is occurring in the world of database technology.  (thought I would throw in some software terms to make it tech based).  It is hard when someone busts your whole reality of what you thought was possible.  We no longer need huge co-locations to run companies.  EC2 changed what is possible.  People are still fighting it.  Machines that learn?  OMG they will take jobs away!  It reminds me of the 1950s robot scare (not that I was around then I just read about it…)

Item #3 They Limit their options

Doesn’t this appear counterintuitive when you take it out of the context of life and death or not creating competitive software?  Options! Choices! Menus! Features!  Heck Sonic Burger makes a killing on menu features and options.  So does Microsoft Office – something like 1739 features?

Item #4 They give up adapting.

If you just quit, you get what you deserve. This doesn’t mean keep doing the same thing over and over and over and over and expecting a different result – that is crazy.  If you just quit and literally give up you deserve what you get.  Go Home.  Walk on home boy.

There is also a flip side to adaptation and that is knowing when to hold the line and not change to the latest bright shiny object or algorithm.  This is also adaptation albeit using experience.  Being Patient is an adaptive.  Mr Alligatorinae pictured above is a great animal at being patient.  Be Patient – Adapt – Emerge.

Until Then

Go Big Or Go Home.

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WHY DO PEOPLE FAIL TO ADAPT?

In my last post I discussed talent.  Most companies buy companies either for a defensive move or for talent.  Few and far between are the exemplar purchases for intellectual property.  Although it is mandatory you have those ideas at least patent pending with some form of provisional application – yet i digress.

It has become very apparent to me we are heading into a talent shortage.  Specifically in the areas of Data Science.  It reminds me of the glory days of signal processing in the early to mid 90’s.  We couldnt find people who knew how to code a (fast) Fast Fourier Transform let alone think about distributing that processing.  I see Data Science related careers in that same situation.  I also see the physical and soft sciences merging with the two as it pertains to gaining knowledge from the data.  Need to find a lot of people and do not want to outsource it?  Do not have the cash to make a company acquisition?  Call in a team.

The above picture is of the good folks at Blackwater.  Most people or companies do not like mercenaries.  Why? Mercenaries are usually not very fun.  Most people enjoy pithy campy fun.  Mercenary teams are not the type of consultants you find in Office Space.  On the contrary, these guys and gals know what they are doing – get in – get out and move on.  They are expensive but will usually overhaul any situation.  They have a huge amount of experience and are very calm under chaotic conditions.  I am reminded that those who do a dangerous thing with style is a professional.  I see a day when teams of Mad Max Mercenaries are plying their trade on Craig’s List or eBay.  eBay is probably a better venue as then they can have a cover LLC and incorporate subdivisions as needed based upon specialty.  Sound crazy?  Maybe.  Sounds like a possible Idea2Bank to me.

Until Then,

Go Big Or Go Home!