I like ducks. There are too many bobble-head dolls in the world; I figure the maximum number should be around twenty-three. There is no governor anywhere. Fnord. Napalm jokes are not as amusing as some people think they are. Never eat anything bigger than your head. Remain calm. Kinky Friedman is a very funny fella. Good music can be painful. Watch your head.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

The Cult of TTFL (Trust The Force, Luke)

I am a geek. I know it. You know it. I love it. I make my living being a geek. I grok technology. I love to try all the new stuff, I write Perl scripts to automate my bird feeder. Ultra-geek.

And I've been doing it a long time. Ran a BBS in the 2400 baud modem days. Got my first Internet account in 1985, made my first Usenet post in 1989. I'm an Internet OG (old guy).

But I am the very first of that generation that was born into the non-digital age and raised in a slowly-accelerating age of technology. I'm old enough to remember the first color TV my parents bought. I predate cable TV, microwave ovens, MTV, Nintendo, Pong, Asteroids, Mario Brothers, Apollo, astronauts on the moon, personal computers, cassette tapes, 8-track tapes, music Compact Discs and MP3's.

I wrote my first computer programs in BASIC and stored them on punched paper tape. My first workstation was a shared-use TTY terminal (no glass tube, just keyboard and typewriter/paper interface) and a 300 baud acoustic modem to a mainframe computer. I learned COBOL on a MicroVAX in college.

In other words, I have a foot firmly planted in both worlds.

And I'm no Luddite. I don't long for the Good Old Days(TM), I enjoy technology and all that that implies. OK, I enjoy a few Luddy pastimes, but come on, they're not that bad. Just film photography and bowling, really. OK, I collect old cameras, but I have a digital camera too, honest!

I worry about the generation that came after mine. Those twenty-somethings who grew up in a world that had already largely absorbed the fact that everything would be computer-controlled or assisted from that point on.

My parent's generation distrusted computers.

My generation has respect for computers, but doesn't think they're all that.

My niece and nephew's generation thinks that anything that is NOT computer-generated or controlled is untrustworthy. And that unbending trust in technology just creeps me right out.

They're the TTFL (Trust The Force, Luke) generation, and they're scaring the hell out of me.

If a computer tells them that 2 plus 2 equals 5, they're not going to get out a pencil and try to figure it out for themselves. They're not even going to suspect that 5 might NOT be the answer - curiosity about such things has been bred out of them.

I was arguing why an auto-focus camera was not always right. Sometimes, it can be fooled into giving an inaccurate result. Silence. Stunned, surprised, disbelieving silence.

This cannot be. The auto-focus on a digital camera is computer-controlled. It cannot be wrong. If it says that an image (no longer called a 'photograph', by the way) is in focus, then that's what it is. Any appearance that the resulting image is not in focus must be due to other factors. It could not be that the auto-focus could be wrong. It would be more likely that the item being photographed was fuzzy than that the camera botched the job.

I made the mistake of insisting that *I* can focus a camera better than an auto-focus lens, most of the time.

I feel like John Henry. But I won't let that Steam Drill beat me down, no, no. I'll die with this SLR in my hand, Lord, Lord. I'll die with this manual focus camera in my hand.

If these kids' clocks told them that it was noon at midnight, they'd be laying on the beach with sunglasses on in the middle of the night - no way could the clock be wrong, must be something wonky with the sun.

These are the people who want computerized voting. What could go wrong? Technology doesn't make mistakes. There won't be any of those pesky 'Hanging Chad' problems when the technology weenies are running the elections. The answer may not honest, but it will be definite.

Technology is great. TTFL is Bad Mojo.

Winding a Watch is Cool,

Wiggy

5 Comments:

Blogger V said...

I wonder sometimes just how many years away from Hal 9000 and Blade Runner we are.

Then I hope I die before I find out. :)

Sat Jun 25, 01:20:00 PM EDT

 
Blogger Rebecca said...

Wow. Your post was like memory lane.

Back in 1999, my brother called me one day and said, "Hey, you could be making big bucks right now!" Seems that people were desperately trying to hire old geezers and geezerettes with COBOL experience in a mad attempt to prevent the world from the impending anarchy, chaos, and destruction that the Y2K bug would surely bring.

Unfortunately, I seemed to have long lost the brain cells that once housed my limited knowledge of COBOL. Otherwise I'd probably be rich today.

Sat Jun 25, 04:48:00 PM EDT

 
Blogger Unknown said...

Sadly, what happened when they could not find enough geezers of assorted genders to do all the COBOL conversions, was that they went to the Universities and recruited a bunch of seniors with fistfulls of dollars to leave college prior to getting their degrees and learn COBOL. Then they made major ducats for about three years and were turfed as soon as Y2K failed to blow up the world. Only now they were twenty-somethings with no college degree a mortgage, a giant SUV, and no sellable skills.

Frankly, my knowledge of Perl has served me better over the years. Even DBIII+. Never used the mad COBOL skilz.

Best,

Wiggy

Mon Jun 27, 05:00:00 PM EDT

 
Blogger BrideOfPorkins said...

Whoa, and I get blank stares when I tell kids I used to save my Atari programs on cassettes. My mom used punch cards, though, so I know that of which you speak. Meanwhile, I will forever regret not learning Perl from the start.

I'm always sad that my digital camera doesn't have full manual focus. I guess I should be glad it lets me change between macro and infinity.

Ari, Blade Runner is 14 years away! I remember seeing Blade runner the first time when I was a little kid and thought the future was scary, now the movie was on last Saturday, and I wondered where my flying car is.

I still can't believe Planet of the Apes (the original ones, with Roddy McDowell) were set in the '90s.

Mon Jun 27, 06:45:00 PM EDT

 
Blogger Unknown said...

Atari programs on cassettes? No wonder you get blank stares. First, you have to explain what Atari was. Then, explain cassettes. You might just as well have said that you programmed by counting monkey skulls and divining the future from entrails.

Actually, that reminds me of something. I told a friend of mine once that the entire universe was probably just a giant COBOL program written by God. He replied that if that was true, we were most likely a divide-by-zero error. Geek humor. Snork.

Mon Jun 27, 06:58:00 PM EDT

 

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