Improved Means for Achieving Deteriorated Ends
About
I think that I am here, on this earth,
To present a report on it, but to whom I don’t know.
As if I were sent so that whatever takes place
Has meaning because it changes into memory.
Czeslaw Milosz, Consciousness
Introductions are hard. Where did you come from reader?
I'm Brit. I live in Atlanta with my beautiful partner and a very silly dog. I have a resume if you're into that sort of thing.
I'm always thinking of some random snippet of Czeslaw Milosz even though I've read relatively little of his work. Unattainable Earth is very meaningful to me.
I love skateboarding even if I don't ride anymore. I love listening to techno and playing smash bros melee even though it's almost 25 years old. I am trying to play with my synthesizers more.
I go by kingcons. I am a programmer. I've worked as a Senior Engineer, a Lead Instructor, an Engineering Manager. It still doesn't fit quite right but I miss teaching.
I love the idea of computation. Computers are a novel medium for human communication, thought, and work. I think this is incredibly exciting and very important. Yet the tech industry is mostly interested in computers as a way to establish a platform. Getting rich by entrenching people in your product and then finding ways to tax them is about the most boring, regressive idea I can think of. I'm not convinced academia is a great deal better but hey, they're often funded by industry which limits their ability to set the agenda.
In my personal time, I try to write programs that are beautiful or interesting to me.
I'm deeply captured by questions about what programs really are and how they act as a strange encoding of hard fought domain knowledge.
I am a creature that remembers. Not perfectly, like something you might keep in your pocket. Instead I remember in random fragments that embue my experience with a mystical quality.
Not important whether the generations hold us in memory.
Great was that chase with the hounds for the unattainable meaning of
the world.
Czeslaw Milosz, Winter