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Why Never an Apple nor Steve Jobs Fan

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bio, Economy, Tech Support

This is a question I must answer if only to explain myself to myself. First I’ve always viewed the popularity of an Apple product – whether an old Mac or an iPad – as a religious phenomenon, like a Joan Baez concert or Jewish delicatessen food, not something loved for its intrinsic value.

The Macs when I paid attention to them seemed aimed at persons without computer skills who wanted a computer only for what they could do with it. They certainly didn’t want a machine that they would have to care for and feed nor update and fix when that was required. I understood that longing, since I was the person in my small circle who was the “go-to” when friends or family had problems. Probably – I don’t know for sure – the Mac brought many features I liked and used: menus and icons (that I really don’t need) are just two I think that originated with Macs. And what would computing for me be without menus? When I try to teach someone how to get the most from their computer I’m always stressing that they “just shop your menus.”

Tweaking my PC to get the processing or performance I wanted was not a problem for me, and I certainly didn’t want to have to take a machine back to the Apple store when it stopped working. The Macs were cute; they were small and light-weight, but I didn’t value those characteristics.

Then came smartphones – the iWhatever versus the Android widget. Oh gosh, and after that has come the iPad with an iPod in between somewhere. The idea of apps and the functionality of many apps I use all the time came from Apple. Android programmers have done a good job of copying their functionality – often the same guys who did the original app for the Apple. Looking at myself I guess I wasn’t dying for something in which I could carry my music; although I do have a certain amount of music in my Adroid whatever. I had to have the first Android smartphone – the Motorola Droid – that Verizon sold. Day-by-day I’d be lost without the functionality of my smart phone, most of which I use on my own WiFi network. The iPad left me cold. I can’t imagine what male wants to carry around a big screen that he can’t put in any of his pockets. For me, I’ve gone from my clunky Motorola Droid with its bigger screen to a little Huawei 8150 that I can slip into most shirt or pants pockets.

Finally I bought a Tablet – my idea of a iPad knock-off, but I hate it. It hurts my eyes when I try to read my Kindle books on it; my Huawei (actually a T-Mobile Comet) doesn’t hurt my eyes. And, it seems I can never find the apps I prefer for it (that’s probably strictly a function of the particular Tablet I bought).

The first computer I worked on had a memory of 4096 16-bit words, effectively about 8192 alphanumeric (A, B, C, 1, 2, 3…) characters, and it filled a room that was about 1200 square feet. It wasn’t something I’d love but only something I’d try to wrest some productive processing from.

Making computing trouble-free for the average brown bear was a good thing; the world was running out of native English-speaking tech support persons.

I understand that Steve Jobs made people love technology; I saw that coming more than 30 years before Apple when I said “electronics is our friend.” I never meant that I thought its being our friend was a good thing only that it was inevitable.

Those like me who stick with PCs know how to make them work, are constantly entranced with new insights into their insides and those of the software that runs on them and enjoy developing new things to do with them. Also, many like me have rarely played a game on a PC, listened to music on it or watched a movie on it, but we do appreciate getting how-to videos that come with new products we buy and we do tolerate the background music that plays as we watch them.

Recently I was investigating security cameras and a home alarm system along with the software to control them. The software initially only ran on PCs, but there was a promise that at some later time MAC versions of some of it would be available. This probably is the best example of why I would always stick with a PC and use it even if I also wanted to watch movies, play music and know where a large circle of friends were partying at any moment in time.

From time to time I’ll play with friends’ and family members’ Macs or even smartphone, if they let me, but I suspect I’ll continue to be an unreconstructed PC addict who is constantly enjoying finding new file types and new PC processes he can use for something he perhaps didn’t know he even wanted to do.

Damn You! Teilhard and Brian

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bio, The Universe, Thoughts, Wisdom I Have Learned

Brian Cox, in his Science Channel series, Wonders of the Universe, and, I assume his book by the same name, that to date I have not read, started this whole train of thought that is practically plaguing me – occupying much of my waking brain space, when I’m not concerning myself with whether the United States of America can survive the Republicans of this decade or with how to make a buck to augment my savings as I appear to continue being alive. Brian started it with what I recall his statement being that nothing in the universe dies. Everything that was there in the beginning (when? 13.5 billions years ago?) is still there (where?). You, me, whatever you’re looking at as you read this, are made up of atoms, and any and all atoms are made up of differing numbers of the same particles, primarily protons and electrons with some neutrons thrown in to complicate discussions. We’re all made of the same basic protons and electrons – how boring and plain Jane vanilla, no? You and a rock are not so different from each other. Oh, the structure is different for you and the rock as well as the different numbers of different atoms that compose the two of you, but it’s ultimately boring old protons and neutrons probably with a lot of neutrons thrown in. So again you, me, the rock and even the virus that gave you a head cold last winter are made up of the same particles.

Let me digress for a moment and talk about the good old hydrogen atom – one proton and one electron, Atomic Number 1 – how boring can that be. Oh, and then there’s the space questions, but that’s sort of off the subject. Humor me, though. Let’s get that out of the way. Here’s my favorite discussion of this. One I think I made up is if the proton in a hydrogen atom were the size of a soccer ball, an area the size of a soccer field would be required to allow its one electron room to revolve around it. And then there’s the helium atom – should be simple – but two protons and two electrons, Atomic Number 2, but oh my golly, two neutrons. And that’s only the beginning of the complexity. You’re made up of a lot of carbon atoms, but that’s not too bad, Atomic Number 6: six protons, six electrons, AND six neutrons. Let’s say, for discussion purposes, the rock has traces of gold in it. Wow! Gold, Atomic Number 79, has 79 protons and 79 electrons, but it also has 118 neutrons for reasons, I don’t understand, so let’s forget about it. If I had a point, it was that the carbon in you and the gold in the rock are both made from atoms made up of protons, electrons and neutrons – the same atomic (structure not boom) particles that are the building blocks of the universe – to trivialize a deep, deep fact. One thought Brian has thrown in that haunts me about here is that sometime in the past the atoms that comprise you may have made up a rock, and, who knows, you may be on your way to becoming a rock in the not too distant future. Back to Brian’s statement that nothing in the Universe dies, so does that lead to the concept of life (we’re implying “conscious” life) after death?

How has Teihard worked his way into the thoughts bouncing off the walls inside my brain? He did his dirty work in a book entitled, The Phenomenon of Man, a book I’ve been carrying around in tree extract (paper) form since college days, and that I’ve tried to read probably at least 3 other times. If you’re any good in French here’s a link to it in French that I think is still good. After the prior attempts I’ve made to read and understand it the point of the book I’d tell persons would be that mankind will one day reach an “Omega Point” in the Noosphere at which time we will all share some kind of super-consciousness. In my later readings I suspected he was unconsciously predicting the Internet: we would all be knowing and pondering the same things at the same time, knowing that we were doing so.

This time I read Teilhard in Kindle form. That allowed me to highlight any obtuse term (and there are lots of them) he used and have a dictionary definition brought up immediately. Also, I could highlight passages or make notes without soiling the pages of my dogeared paper copy.

What got me back to Teilhard and what got me this time as I read was following the stages of the story of the Universe and more particularly the stages of the story of the Earth. One of the first things that jumped out at me from Teilhard’s pages this time was that life simultaneously and as a microscopic and innumerable occurrence appeared ONCE AND ONCE ONLY. This newly appeared life was formed from the same basic particles that compose us and the rocks.. What’s troubling is when Teilhard says, and I can’t pinpoint exactly where and how he says it, life appeared only once made up of the same particles that make up everything in the Universe, yet nothing appears in the Universe that was not always germinally present, so life was somehow always present and potential in the Universe. Teilhard follows the development of life in his book to where it leads to the development of consciousness (in man). And, as he said about the origin of life, Teilhard also says about the appearance of consciousness that it was always present from the beginning of the Universe. Along with Brian’s statement that nothing in the Universe dies, Teilhard is saying nothing is new. Anything that did not seem to be there before did not appear from nothing; it was always (more than) potentially there.

So, where do these two gurus of the Cosmos, Brian and Teilhard, leave me? Nothing that composes me will die – not the particles that make up my body, ah but how about the consciousness that I exhibit and know I have? The stuff that makes up my body was always in the Universe and the consciousness that illumines my thoughts and enables me to put this into words is not new; it was a part of the Universe from the moment of the Big Bang, if not before. Am I immortal? Is some part of me immortal other than the atomic particles that compose my body and enable my thoughts? I want a scientific-philosophical answer, not a religious answer.

Day Eleven

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You’ve got to admit this is a nice place (here in Venice) to sit while I wait for the next bus to Mestre. I’m staying there to be near the airport where I’ll get my very early morning flight to Los Angeles.

I came into Venice to spend the day riding vaporetti. One special place I went to was the first place I stayed the first time I came to Venice. I saw it from the ship when we were leaving Venice on Day Three.  Then I saw it again yesterday from the ship as we arrived. Unluckily I never got a picture of the street in front of it. Today, after studying vaporetto routes I found a line 52 vaporetto would get me near there; I took it and found it, then walked around the area. Afterwards, rather than wait for somewhat slowish vaporetti, I found the Accadamia bridge and crossed it to walk to my favorite restaurant on Calle Dei Fabbri.

Day Ten Split et al

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Early in the morning of Day Ten we arrived in Split Harbor by tender from the ship anchored outside the small ferry harbor. The best way to describe what happened next is that we were then “subjected” to a tour that had been foolishly purchased that took me from Split to a supposedly once famous Saldona and after that to the supposedly interesting and intriguing Trogir, the old part of which is a late medieval city. What I had wanted to see in Split was Diocletian’s Palace that I only had a few minutes to explore before returning to the ship by tender.

The daylight portion of the trip from Split was clear and I had high hopes of being entranced by the views it gave me of the Dalmatian Coast, but alas my photos of the coast were not great.

Day Nine

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All of Day [and “Night”] Nine was spent on ship, and as I write this I don’t recall much of it. I had planned to spend time at the gym and do other worthwhile activities, but what I recall was eating and resting.

More Day Eight

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bio, Cruise, Trips, Turkey

The so-called House of the Virgin Mary was yawn time, but I should brag that I did visit it. I didn’t fill the terracotta jug the guide gave us with water from her spring,  but I did light a candle. I forgot to make a wish though even though the guide said every wish he made here came true.

Our guide was Khan,  whom I thought of as the rug merchant, most interested in time for selling carpet. Khan had  emphasized that he would avoid crowds as he took us to locations,  and that was true.

After a carpet weaving exhibition that was more interesting than I expected we had a tasty lunch at a Lakeside (where did that come from?) hotel.

Ephesus was last on the tour and was quite impressive – certainly more vast (in one place) than anything to be seen in Athens. Ephesus has not been restored as thoroughly nor as carefully as the Roman forum that I found myself comparing it to especially in land area covered.

Day Eight Turkey and Ephesus

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Up at 5 and waiting for the omelet chef to start working as the ship prepares to dock at Izmir. Whoops I had to break off to get my omelet.

Not so many at breakfast as yesterday implying not so many planning to tour here as Athens. People pick a place to tour based on whether their friends know it. “Everyone knows Athens so we’ll go there. Ephesus? Where’s that? Nah, not going to Ephesus!”

Day Seven Athens and The Acropolis

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Where did the Number 72, as 72 steps up to the Acropolis come from? I lost count around 100 and others said my count was low.

But the steps and the heat won’t stand out in my memories as much as not finding the tour bus in the small parking lot where it was supposed to be. Finally I found it and got on.  Now the problem is the parking lot is closed and the driver must find another way out.

This really isn’t the best photo I took but maybe best with this camera phone.

Day Six Dubrovnik

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Dubrovnik, Croatia was the place. Supposedly one of the most beautiful places in the world. I would agree but what I know mostly is their ice cream is good though unusual and their cable car is hard to find but spectacular.

Day Five – First Day on Ship

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Wandered the ship around 3:30 AM then back to bed until 6AM. When I dropped by the cafeteria a cleaner named Ferdinand got me freshly ground coffee.

What led me to this trip was a desire to see the Dalmatian Coast yet this picture shows all I could see even by 10:30 this morning after starting looking around 8.

Finally when I came out around 11 the haze had lifted, and I could see the shore.

And then there’s sitting in a lounge staring out a window after learning you won’t be ferried to shore for another hour or more.