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spinoza1111
Your bitterness against GCC is somewhat entertaining.
YOUR mentioning lcc (without proper disclaimers) is inappropriate.
Corporate life is a perpetual childhood, in my experience. In return
for a modicum of economic security, the work is so factored that
employees are like the firing squad, one of whose rifles is
traditionally loaded with a blank: in the corporation, nobody can
credit himself (or another) with any real accomplishment, since that's
the intellectual property of the firm.
This creates a child's world, where the day is passed (as in
Dosteoevsky) in happy children's songs and games, alternating as here
with the vicious spite of children. Do not tell us of the wisdom of
our old men, say the Korporate Kiddies: tell us instead that they are
"bitter".
Well gee, everyone's "bitter" in another Godwin Convergence, aren't
they? Just as you wind up calling each other Fascists because you are
a bunch of lower middle class clerks and the shock troops of Fascism,
you're all bitter because you all gonna get or has done got screwed,
right? Even Obama won't give you Yanks what ch'all need.
Comes now a Navia, who actually did something: comes now a Schildt who
did something. Of course you hate him and of course everything he says
is wrong.
FT Baker applied structured programming on behalf of his employer,
IBM, in 1980 to create a working suite of PL/I programs: the New York
Times electronic morgue of NYT stories. To this day, this data base
can be accessed online to get electronic stories back to 1981 (prior
stories appear as facsimile microfilm).
FT Baker wrote an article about his effort for the IBM Systems
Journal. Almost immediately, snippy little letters appeared in
Computerworld calling him self-serving because pure recognition, and
today basic economic security is denied to American computer
programmers, who live in a society which has priced a life of basic
security and dignity beyond their reach.
Myths have a very disturbing tendency to emerge in the structures of
daily life. I see Navia on an ass and you welcoming him to Jerusalem,
but he has only to use the personal pronoun, and not flatter Keith and
Dickie, the Pharisee and the Saducee, as C experts, and a week later
the same mob is clamoring for crucifixion, and everything Jacob says
is attacked. I ain't sayin' he's Jesus Christ, bonehead. I am saying
that structurally, myths emerge in daily life like darkness at noon.