Ex Lacuna or Bust

When I started writing online here again in early June ’18 I had no intention of using WordPress. Some conversation led to me using WordPress to help others that also use WordPress. I raced to the blogging that some others enjoy most and skipped the reading and implementing technical specifications that I enjoy most.

I have been hesitant to write about the details of the coding I do and about the decisions I make while developing software. I feel that very few people I know would enjoy reading that sort of content and therefore I hesitate to spend the time writing it. Instead I simply focus on the coding itself as time allows. Expanding the group of people I know and connecting with those that find these topics interesting was a primary motivator for me in coming back to blogging. Maybe ensuing conversations will make me a better developer and enable me to accomplish more. I like this possibility very much. However, in adopting the perspective of a non-developer using WordPress, I somehow fell into blogging from this perspective too.

Clearly, it’s not that WordPress is affecting me this way and I do not mean to say anything for or against this particular project or any individual that I have been chatting with on this. Rather, I see that by foregoing a journey of self-determination, making and using my own tools, I have rapidly arrived to a completely functional and reasonably well-appointed place which I was not in a hurry to be in. The journey continues to be the interesting thing for me.

I often encounter this mantra: don’t reinvent the wheel. I don’t like that there is no ‘depends on the situation’ disclaimer included there. Yes, in business, the rapidity of reaching the goal is a key quality to consider. I am not so constrained, 24×7.

Consider a farmer. The land is cleared, plowed, and planted. The crop is sown, nurtured, harvested, stored and brought to market. I expect there is more to it as well. I am not a farmer, but I expect a farmer to know these details. Consider now one who sells farm produce. I expect a produce vendor to not have detailed knowledge of farming. A junior produce vendor may hear from the senior vendors, “don’t reinvent the farm.” Makes sense if you are indeed pursuing a career in produce vending. A bit sad if the young person has the soul of a farmer, and stands at a fork in the path, where seeing clearly the farming and vending aspects coalesces to new and synergistic innovation in vendor-farmer systems.

It’s been my good fortune to secure a career which aligns with my lifelong pursuit and passion for systematization in computer programming. At work, I practice a disciplined approach to avoid costs: don’t reinvent the wheel. Outside of work, I pursue the goal of self-empowerment; of complete details as minimum viability. I study minor aspects of complex systems so that I might take personal responsibility for what I may recommend others to use, as components and dependencies. This naturally improves my day-to-day effectiveness. It is time consuming to do so, on my time, as desired!

In all the world of people in vocational specializations, when we go seeking the construction details of some modern, useful artifact, we must eventually find someone who speaks with authority, and does reference clear evidence when the question is asked: what is a wheel? I choose this vocation, software development. I think it reasonable for you to expect me to know the details.

This little funk I’m working through is all too similar to an earlier time, and to an important lesson I learned then – not to attempt to paint a picture of myself, based on what I think other people want to see of me, but instead to be genuine. It’s much easier.

Now back, back, back to knitting my own washcloth.

A little adventure begins here

A Classical MetronomeMetronomes are interesting little devices are they not? All they do is tick and tock, back and forwards, in a steady beat. Well, technically they may be not doing that at any given time while still being a metronome: if they are on the shelf unused at the time or being used as a cudgel or something! But if they do anything other than sit there unmoving, it’s likely they are a-tick-tocking. In the classical metronome, there is an arm extending from a base. A small weight on the arm is adjusted farther up, away from the base to slow the beat or closer down to speed it along. Metronomes have been around for a very long time- records of early attempts at the metronome go back to the 800s1.

I have a soul full of music. Which is to say, there is a mystery in me. I know of it because when I hear a steady tick and tock, I can’t help but add something. It may come as whistle or tap, lyrics or hum. Sometimes a tune springs forth from nowhere, fully-formed and affable! My children surely enjoy it. This has gone on so long now, that even an unmoving metronome has an effect. As I listen very carefully, when the dull roar of a beard growing is not so loud in my head, I can sometimes hear a little thump-a-thump in the chest that reminds me of a metronome. I am a devout listener to this sort of thing, so I tend to feel this productive vibe much of the time.

I have a head full of technology and science. Which is to say, I believe in empirical truths about the nature of the world and my place in it. I am a utilitarian in many things, eschewing novelty in favour of diligence and productivity as a matter of course. My chosen career in software development requires an evidence-based modus operandi2 which I have occasionally applied to the subjective experiences of my daily living. It makes for some interesting Gedankenexperiment3 space, to think for myself about the cultural history of peoples and nations!

I have a little space of my own on the Internet where things I have had in mind from time-to-time are recorded for others to consider in their own quiet moments. Where I can participate in a unique culture like the world has never seen before. There are records of where I have been and what I have accomplished. Yes, it is more or less empty at the time of this writing and it appears I have done nothing whatsoever.

But oh how empty! What a sweet slice of nothing I have. How superbly light and free from cruft; from advertising; from surveillance; from usurpation; from the not-me-ness that is in-your-face in some other places online where we may go together.

Speaking of together, have you heard of the IndieWeb yet? I do recommend you have a look, for yourself.

“There are going to be times when we can’t wait for somebody. Now, you’re either on the bus or off the bus. If you’re on the bus, and you get left behind, then you’ll find it again. If you’re off the bus in the first place โ€” then it won’t make a damn.”Ken Kesey (1968)4

Tick-tock friendly stranger.

  1. Metronome, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metronome#History
  2. Modus operandi, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Modus_operandi
  3. Gedankenexperiment, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thought_experiment
  4. The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, Ken Kesey, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Electric_Kool-Aid_Acid_Test