The naive libertarianism of Hacker News is getting to be a bit much.
That’s painting with a broad brush but whatever.
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Online dating app wisdom
Lots of accumulated wisdom in this Reddit thread about Redditors who’ve worked for dating companies.
To Kill a Mockingbird
One of the greatest scenes and lines of all time:
“Jean Louise. Jean Louise, stand up. Your father’s passin’.”
— Rev. Sykes (Bill Walker) from “To Kill a Mockingbird”
Scrooge
Ember customer service
I’ve had a 10 oz. Ember coffee mug for years. A friend gave it to me as a Christmas gift.
If you don’t know what an Ember mug is, it’s a mug with a built-in rechargeable battery, heater, temperature and accelerometer sensors, colored LED status indicator, and Bluetooth. And it has a smartphone app. Your coffee, tea, or hot chocolate stays at 130°, 132°, or whatever temperature you set it to, and it tells you when it’s reached its target temperature. It comes with a convenient charging coaster.
This is a sweet item! After you’ve owned a Bluetooth-controlled heated coffee mug for a while, let me tell you there’s no going back.
Anyway, mine is so old that Ember doesn’t sell this model anymore. It’s been superseded by the 10 oz and 14 oz. Ember Mug2.
I recently noticed that the mug’s bottom (on the inside) was losing its ceramic coating.
This is from years of use. I’ve always treated it right, but half a decade of coffee and tea did a job on the bottom surface. It was the first model of its kind, so it’s understandable that the bottom eventually wears out. I’ve had regular mugs that developed cracks and had to be tossed in less time.
Anyway. I contacted Ember customer service about it, gave the mug’s age and described the delamination symptoms, and asked about my options for replacing it.
At best, I hoped for a discounted replacement, maybe at 75% of the retail price of a new Mug2. That would have been a nice deal. At worst, they’d merely be sympathetic and say, “Gosh we’re sorry to hear that. You can order a replacement on our site.” That would’ve been a little disappointing but I wouldn’t have complained.
Lo and behold, they replaced the mug for free! They sent me a new 10 oz. white Mug2! The newer model! They just needed a photo of the mug’s serial number, and then promptly shipped me a new mug, and it arrived today. No fuss, no back-and-forth! Just… Here!
Ember customer service is A-1 Platinum-grade Aces!!
They’ve got a customer for life now. And I’ve got a brand new mug!
LinkedIn swamp
Good grief. Racism and right-wing bigotry is on the rise on LinkedIn. Some of the espoused views are morally repugnant.
Has it been there for some time and I’m noticing it only now?
Great moments in LinkedIn
On posts celebrating the ascendency of powerful female politicians, some LinkedIn users are commenting that Kamala Harris is a prostitute who “advanced her career on her back.” Classy.
Idle hands surfing for memories
Occasionally when I’m bored, I’ll search the web for past friends, girlfriends, teachers, or employer news. Sometimes I find a heart-warming nugget.
Last night I stumbled upon a Facebook group about my elementary school, West End Elementary. It had do-you-remember posts about teachers, some of which spilled over into discussions about junior high and high school. And class photos. And who-else-remembers? threads. (I attended from 1962 — 1969.)
I saw names I hadn’t seen in decades. Fun! I enjoyed the universality of cherishing old memories. I think most enjoy it if their childhood was decent and devoid of horror or extreme loss.
But I also noted that virtually every kid’s and teacher’s face was white. No Asian faces. No black faces. No disabilities. Just white. (The rare dark-skinned Italian or Latino kids were Anglicized in appearance.) Every teacher and kid were seemingly straight, whether truly or not.
That was how it was back then. Society was changing but the rate of change was relaxed in Lynbrook. The local politics was Republican, middle-class, and conservative. Conformity was de rigueur. And so I considered the stress and unhappiness of pretending to be something you aren’t. I thought about kids with nascent feelings that were inexplicable to their families and friends. I imagined a teacher who knew their career would evaporate if their secret got out. What kind of life are you living if you aren’t being you?
No time is perfect. But that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t reflect, regret, and try to be better.
Time to cull .emacs
I think it’s time I cull my .emacs file. I’ve got at least two packages partially stomping on each other because some package isn’t very well behaved. (ivy? avy? counsel? ivy-posframe? symon? Eh…maybe it’s one of the other 30 packages I use.)
The symptoms: Anaconda-mode flips me off, I can’t predict when I’ll get a pop-up completion menu, and blank virtual desktops try to take over my screen.
Great moments in commercials
Why do car commercials show people doing things you shouldn’t do?
Work and friendship
I have difficulty with the intersection of friend and work relationships.
Camaraderie, friendship, co-worker, buddy, acquaintance, ally… The rules, or even just reasonable expectations, are amorphous. The safest course is to maintain an ethical wall between them.
