Snowattle

When people make fun of Seattle for not being able to deal with snow, they never seem to realize that Seattle is almost as hilly as San Francisco. Sure, it’s easy to drive in a flat city like Boston in the snow. Not so easy to go up a 18 degree slope with no winter tires in a city with a dozen snowplows!

There are hills in Seattle so steep that some cars have trouble climbing them in summer….

Systems Thinking

This is most of IT right here. Kubernetes, containerization, most any project, some “rockstar” person designs something so complex that even they can’t maintain or repair it six months later.

Meanwhile, I am over here being laughed at for designing my simple “toy” systems that keep working, and that a helpdesk person with six months experience can fix if needed (and it’s always needed).

Ducat

I usually do not get on with the “educated” as they nearly-invariably know far, far less than they think they do.

On the other hand, I usually do not wish to mix it up with the completely uneducated as they have too little knowledge to discuss much. Where are all the autodidacts? I think there aren’t that many. It’s a less common road to travel than I’d thought. I figured since I knew one (me) that they were very common.

Unfortunately that is not the case.

Fun Out

This is what I despise about leftist and so-called progressive discourse, the idea if that something bad happened to someone anywhere once, then it’s wrong to ever joke about it or even discuss it (in many cases) except in the most solemn and mournful tones.

Fuck. That. Noise.

I got my ass kicked on the daily in middle and early high school and you know what, I joke about it all the time. And other people can joke about it, too. I do not give a damn and I don’t think any TV shows or jokes or discussions of bullying should be banned because Blaine nearly knocked me out by hitting me with a tree branch from behind in seventh grade.

The only thing I hate more than progressives is conservatives. I’m not a natural misanthrope, all ya’ll just turn me into one.

You know what, life should be fun, not just a mournful procession to the grave were we not only sing our own pitiful monody but relish our chance to ruthlessly punish anyone else for having a laugh or two.

I don’t want to live like that, but many progressives truly do. Well, they can have their featureless concrete boxes, weeping listlessly while eating grass equivalents and moaning about everything that offends them (which is everything). I’ll be doing something, anything else, other than that horseshit.