Further to my ascertation that technology runs on voodoo magick.
There's an article over at c|net about a Volvo/Ericsson program in which deliveries would be made straight to the trunk of your car.
I think this is a brilliant program that combines existing technologies. Delivery services are meant to be convenient and GPS and remote car access have been around for awhile (thinkOnStar). So it frustrates me to see the fearful comments on the c|net article, as if this were a new and untested technology.
Moreover, the comments sadden me, as the protagonist clearly trusts no human, and especially not strangers of a young age, working for minimum wage. He is suspicious of the demographic, and seems to assume primarily bad will come from this.
Is this a case of believing it into existence? The delivery boy has done nothing to earn the disrespect. It would seem to me that a complete lack of basic respect for another human being can only ensure an increase is wrongdoings.
Instead, I say we let the delivery boy rise to the challenge, embrace the work he has been given, take the chance that he won't rob you blind, and allow him to take pride in his work.
How does it make you feel when others believe in you?
When my computer fails to work, I just want to roll over and die. As far as I'm concerned, it's voodoo magic that makes computers function at all. When the IT department visits, I'm more than happy to step aside and let them begin their incantations.
I only wish I had the same witch doctors at home. So, when iTunes, the treasure-bearer of my 4,000+ song catalog failed to launch, I felt the swamp waters of my psyche rise to a flood.
At first I tried to ignore the problem and continued with other computer-based missions, making sure to reboot the machine each night, hoping the iTunes fault was a mere fluke. Weeks of error messages belied that it was no fluke. If I wanted my music, I was going to have to seek out a spellbook of solutions.
Thankfully, after just a few rounds of search results, I came upon an article that accurately described my dilemma, and, miraculously, offered a step-by-step solution in layman's terms.
So, thank you, Tim Fisher, for your easy-to-follow juju, which has restored my mysti cmsvcr80.dll. Praise be to Ogun!
I started with Pinning one suggestion from Buzzfeed DIY: 52 Meticulous Organizing Tips For The OCD Person In You. Then I pinned another. And another... and it was soooo good!
I used to get this kind of satisfaction from Martha Stewart, but the items seem to be on repeat and in rotation for the last many years, so I've stopped browsing.
This week i09 discussed Agloe, the non-existent town included on a map in order to entrap copycats - make your own darn map! When Esso took Rand-McNally to court, however, it was discovered that R-M got the information not from Esso, but from county records, resulting from a business owner naming his store "Agloe General Store," which then created named references to that area.
I immediately drew parallels to the book Frindle, in which a young man decides to prove that he can create a word. Nick renames his pen to a frindle and, in seemingly no time, he no longer has to promote it as such and it becomes a successful and accepted name.
This art deco piano appeals greatly to me as an objet d'arte, yet I confess feeling betrayed by its maker, as it strays from the classic conception. I suppose growing up in a house where classical piano was revered affects my earliest perceptions of what a pianoshould be.
Similarly, it seems disrespectful to the field of music itself to paint or deface an instrument.
How do you feel about these types of ornamentation?