The Waking Dream
I’ve grown to dislike how we communicate with each other. Every conversation involves one person rationalizing his or her own importance over another. Adults that have graduated from college really identify with the experience. They’ll say, “So-and-so is smart, but he doesn’t have a degree!” In their world, degrees preclude true enlightenment. Developers that use one platform will deify their own system over all the others. You’ll read things like, “Java is for stupid programmers and using it will evaporate your soul!”
Recently, Joel Spolsky blogged about a developer who started his own business and failed miserably. After that, he proceeded to blast Agile Development. Why did Joel do that? Because he’s frightened of people starting competitive businesses with tools that he doesn’t use. Joel raises perfectly valid points about Rails and Agile development. Unfortunately, his criticisms were the same exact ones that Wordperfect had against using C++ in the early 1990s. They believed that the new level of abstraction was unnecessary and that everyone should continue to develop applications in assembly. Wordperfect was 100% correct because compiled applications are slower than ones written in custom assembly. As a result, it is now the fastest word processor that nobody uses.
This communication is very common on the Internet. People tend polarize theirself to one belief by endlessly reading articles that reaffirm it. Some dude sipping on a latte at Starbucks is currently writing a blog post about how his Mac is better than a PC. He vehemently believes this idea and will defend it to the core of his existence because he identifies with owning Apple products. This is what happens when people believe propaganda. This man does not understand that the commercials he watched were rhetoric delivered to increase Apple’s influence. He bought the hype because his fragile grip on reality doesn’t disregard all commercial messages as irrelevant.
Wars on the Internet are similar to the real ones. One group of people think that the way they are is way more kickass than the any other way. What? You don’t like how I am? Well, I’ll prove that I’m better than you by using violence! The entire world will then see how powerful I am by way of my own actions. Everyone is doing it. It is easy and fun!
The waking dream is to realize that everyone is telling a story. Actively avoid defining our own existence in terms of others’ thoughts. Invent your own consumer products and propaganda. Better yet, create your own philosophy and vehemently proselytize it. Philosophies are more exciting than consumer products anyway. After you’ve successfully converted everyone over to your superior philosophy, construct another. That old one was holding you back anyway.
Blanket generalizations are the last refuge of the irrelevant. Michaelangelo never scuttled around exclaiming, “If you buy a Craftsman hammer, you can chisel out a David statue ten times faster than those unenlightened Luddites using Stanley hammers!” His life was a single-minded, frenetic burst of action devoted to his own art. This is the right way to be. Then again, maybe I’m rationalizing that the way Michaelangelo lived was superior than how we are living today.
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Maybe this is why I tend to avoid technical forums and blogs…
That’s exactly what you are rationalizing!…(j/k) To want something is denouncing another. Having a mac ($2000) is much cooler than having a pc ($1000), on the other hand having a pc ($1000) is much cheaper than having a mac ($2000)…but after installing Fedora with AIGL and Beryl, then the mac world gets a little bit warmer.
I too get severely burnt out of meaningless complaints and showmanship of betterness, but if you’re high strung on coffee and got 5mins to spare, what else are you going to do?…
I have read better rants by better men at better times of the day, but who says that my better is actually worth comparing anything to, what if my comparison is based on the few people that grew up in my half-assed town, but who gets to say that my town is half-assed, and if it is what town is whole assed, and is it better to be whole-assed or half-assed. And why does one have to be better than the other. Whole-assedness may be just as useful and interesting as half-assedness. I just hope that I never have to own a mac even if it is for my own good. (p.s. I pretended that your rant was in the voice of Lewis Black and that made it far more intense and meaningful)
I’m agreeing with you, but you have to hit some singles before you can make a home run though.
I must admit that over the years you have grown more and more proficient in the art of bullshit. It seems as if though the randomness of your words have become so random that they no longer appear to be so. I suppose I could have proven you would arrive at this point years ago via theoritcal mathematics. But, what would have been the the point? My thoughts disappear into the air with the puff of a joint. What a waste all my discoveries, all my theories, which could have changed this world. Yet, instead I am stuck in an assinine cycle of infinite re-discoveries.
Some would say I have made a mistake, some would say that my logic is flawed. It is beyond comprehension but you and I both know from the dream we never wake. The time that we take, is it worth it ? We know they will not understand. Think back to the 16th chapel and the fall of man. Pristine.
To you kind sir I must depart from the path that our errs have taken us. Another plane, another dimension, and another re-invention of the same invention. Words will never be enough, you know we require so much more. You have felt the chore, the burden, what is done can not be undone only done again. When it is done this time we must be more careful. I know they were never even close in discovering our plot, but they inch closer each and every iteration. We must hold the truth because they would be destroyed by the very thought of it.
Liars lie on, preachers preach on, your thoughts are not original I have thought them all before a million times over. The truth lies in the grass, but you must find the Sistine 4 leaf clover before you can even begin to think it is over.