I think I understand it.
An application being built for Mac, Windows and Linux would mean three different architectures it must conform to. Three different iterations of the application. A container houses absolutely everything an application needs to run, meaning the package in one container can run on all three operating systems. This would cut down dev time significantly, focusing on quality and user experience rather than back-end drab that incurs time and money.
It’s not about a creating a profitable empire, it’s about bringing people together.
– Community focus
– Classes for plant care, kids can paint pots and grow seedlings
– Coffee and cake
– Art section
– Bring in authors, poets, artists. Give them space to create
– Be the first to donate plants and support when something negative happens in the area. Be a force for good. Restore faith in humanity
– Take a plant / leave a plant section
– Old folks encouraged to gather on Wednesday afternoons. More tea, less isolation.
– Small offering of package-free bulk foods. Instil less waste philosophy.
– I’d probably need a £1m endowment to do this without any dependencies. And anyway, how does one value the output, the social cohesion?
I think what religion and politics have in common is that they become part of people’s identity. And it’s challenging to have a fruitful argument about something that’s part of one’s identity. By definition they’re partisan.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
– Roosevelt flexing on haters in April 23, 1910
I would not be the empire I am today if I had stayed
A non profit that create murals. Community led ideas where everyone, kids to pensioners, are involved in its creation. A positive message with artistic expression.
I remember being young and wanting my life to mean something, I wanted to stop all the violence committed by the strong against the weak, and I remembered the time several years ago when I felt so intelligent and young and powerful that I could almost achieve such a thing, and now I knew I wasn’t at all powerful and I would live and die in a world of extreme violence against the innocent, and at most I could help only a few people.
The outside world touches against my outside skin, but not the other part of me, inside.
Normal People, Sally Rooney
Choosing to stay well-informed burdens me with indecision. Taking fifty steps back, looking at both sides of an argument and their origins brings about shades of grey. I realise that nothing is as clear and simple as it first appears. Ultimately, knowledge can be paralysing.
The trick is to balance idealism and pragmatism.
You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you’ll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.
Looking for Alaska, John Green
It might be teen fiction, but it’s also a slap in the face.
I speak at schools where I hear students, as young as 14, stress about selecting their profession. There’s a sense of urgency of getting it right, no matter how often I say, “y’all need to chill”.
The irony is that this tunnel vision doesn’t broaden their horizon or experiences, the very thing you need to facilitate experimentation and discovery of skillsets and passions.
I think kids these days try to “grow up” too early. But I also understand the pressure they’re under.
My ex-manager taught me that everyday is a school day, learning never truly stops, it’s whether you’re paying attention or not. Post-education life might not feel like class, but it’s when you learn the most about yourself.