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The key seperating characteristic of Adults and Children is simple, Fear of Breaking Shit. Children do not have this crippling learning disability, they do not Fear to Break Shit. Adults do. So Adults will not try anything that they aren’t sure will not Break Shit. Since an Adult who has never used a computer does not know what will Break Shit and what won’t, they prefer to do nothing with the computer. A child doesn’t care whether what he does to the computer Breaks Shit or not, he just wants to know what it will do. So every time a child does something and it doesn’t Break Shit, he or she adds that act to the list of actions that Don’t Break Shit and moves on. The same if the action Does Break Shit. Hopefully the child will try to fix it after he Breaks Shit, and thereby learn how to UnBreak Shit.

Ancient Slashdot comment.

It’s a beautiful thing, the destruction of words. Of course the great wastage is in the verbs and adjectives, but there are hundreds of nouns that can be got rid of as well. It isn’t only the synonyms; there are also the antonyms. After all, what justification is there for a word which is simply the opposite of some other word? A word contains its opposite in itself. Take “good”, for instance. If you have a word like “good”, what need is there for a word like “bad”? “Ungood” will do just as well — better, because it’s an exact opposite, which the other is not. Or again, if you want a stronger version of “good”, what sense is there in having a whole string of vague useless words like “excellent” and “splendid” and all the rest of them? “Plusgood” covers the meaning, or “doubleplusgood” if you want something stronger still. Of course we use those forms already. but in the final version of Newspeak there’ll be nothing else. In the end the whole notion of goodness and badness will be covered by only six words — in reality, only one word. Don’t you see the beauty of that, Winston?

George Orwell, 1984

The greatest satisfaction you can obtain from life is your pleasure in producing, in your own individual way, something of value to your fellowmen. That is creative living!

When we consider that each of us has only one life to live, isn’t it rather tragic to find men and women, with brains capable of comprehending the stars and the planets, talking about the weather; men and women, with hands capable of creating works of art, using those hands only for routine tasks; men and women, capable of independent thought, using their minds as a bowling-alley for popular ideas; men and women, capable of greatness, wallowing in mediocrity; men and women, capable of self-expression, slowly dying a mental death while they babble the confused monotone of the mob?

How to Avoid Work – lovely 1949 guide to doing what you love (via explore-blog)

(via explore-blog)

Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an exact man. And therefore, if a man write little, he had need have a great memory; if he confer little, he had need have a present wit: and if he read little, he had need have much cunning, to seem to know, that he doth not.

Francis Bacon

A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time, proof that humans can work magic.

Carl Sagan

The girl wrote a story. “But how much better it would be if you wrote a novel,” said her mother. The girl built a doll-house. “But how much better if it were a real house,” her mother said. The girl made a small pillow for her father. “But wouldn’t a quilt be more practical,” said her mother. The girl dug a small hole in the garden. “But how much better if you dug a large hole,” said her mother. The girl dug a large hole and went to sleep in it. “But how much better if you slept forever,” said her mother.

“The Mother”, Lydia Davis. Via Esto es Madrid.

 
xcascantex:

I am 36 years old and have been a criminal all my life. I have 11 felony convictions against me. I have served time in jails, reform schools and prisons. I know why I’m a criminal, others may have different theories but I have no theory about it. I know the facts. In my life time I have broken every law that was ever made by both man and God. If either had made any more, I should very cheerfully have broken them also. I have murdered 21 human beings, I have committed thousands of burglaries, robberies, larcenies, arsons and last but not least I have comitted sodomy on more than 1.000 male human beings. For all these things I am not the least bit sorry. The mere fact that I have done these things is quite sufficient for the average person. Very few people even consider it worthwhile to wonder why I am what I am and do what I do. All that they think is necessary to do is to catch me, try me, convict me and send me to prison for a few years, make life miserable for me while in prison and then turn me loose again. That is the system that is in practice today in this country. The consequences are that anyone and everyone can see crime and lots of it. I would not reform even if the front gate was opened now and I was given a million dollars when I stepped out. I have no desire to do good or become good. I don’t believe in man, God nor Devil. I hate every human being including myself.
“A journal of murder”. Carl Panzram, 1928.
(el retrato y los recuerdos, obra de Joe Coleman)  

xcascantex:

I am 36 years old and have been a criminal all my life. I have 11 felony convictions against me. I have served time in jails, reform schools and prisons. I know why I’m a criminal, others may have different theories but I have no theory about it. I know the facts. In my life time I have broken every law that was ever made by both man and God. If either had made any more, I should very cheerfully have broken them also. I have murdered 21 human beings, I have committed thousands of burglaries, robberies, larcenies, arsons and last but not least I have comitted sodomy on more than 1.000 male human beings. For all these things I am not the least bit sorry. The mere fact that I have done these things is quite sufficient for the average person. Very few people even consider it worthwhile to wonder why I am what I am and do what I do. All that they think is necessary to do is to catch me, try me, convict me and send me to prison for a few years, make life miserable for me while in prison and then turn me loose again. That is the system that is in practice today in this country. The consequences are that anyone and everyone can see crime and lots of it. I would not reform even if the front gate was opened now and I was given a million dollars when I stepped out. I have no desire to do good or become good. I don’t believe in man, God nor Devil. I hate every human being including myself.

“A journal of murder”. Carl Panzram, 1928.

(el retrato y los recuerdos, obra de Joe Coleman)