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Due to my most recent experiences in the computer arena I’ve decided to write a little Opinion information about various products and support for the technology field to help the public that is interested on good/bad and (most recently) Ugly services. Please read further if you want a professional 20 year in the field opinion on what to get and what not too. |
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Too many people have overkill toys, or items designed to play games for doing their databases or vice-versa. You should get to know your technological terror whether its a digital camera, mp3 player or computer. Before you plop down a bundle for something that will be worthless the minute you credit card gets charged, get “Peoples” advice, and for gods sake comphensate them!. A Very Very Good example is the automobile, the minute you buy a car it depreciates to a point where its unmarketable. When you get a special engine, a corvette or rx-7 with additional features you know those features will retain some value but for the most part its a product, a product for use as a tool and a comforting device for human pleasure. Most people don’t buy to sell but buy to use. So will that EXTRA mp3 player features you got in your new technological contraption actually be enjoyed or do you just want it to get a better resale value at a later time, are you a happy consumer or an eBay-aholic (like me!). The Gift syndrome is another bad way to buy, This year 2005 it is reported that most people will buy themselves gofts for Christmas, this is because people have way way too much junk that only they can choose what further junk they don’t really need to get.
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Venting the Modern Age of Slavery 11/29/05 - I am no fan of technology, in particular when technology only complicates and needlessly consumes life without and rewards, or any level of satisfaction or productivity it annoys me to no end. Venting - The new millennium has been one of the worst examples of technological terrors I have ever seen since I got involved with the computer revolution in the 70’s. You would think that after 30 years that the computer would become a productive and constructive part of our lives improving the level of freedom and happiness in our society but to my surprise it has become the greatest slavery tool yet of the the modern age, both supporting eastern repressive regimes and providing false hopes for western feudalism, I have become very disappointed disenchanted with the whole thing and with the recent push to “big Brothers” computers have become one of the greatest evils available in our society. |
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I left the “o” out of photoshock intentionally, since my entrance into the modern age of photography and the use of the Mitsuibishi Digital system has left me saying oh? a whole lot of times!... The relatively new DPS evo system in a production environment has been an interesting experience. As a computer nerd I am offended by the system; but one should keep in mind that I haven’t ever seen a Kiosk that I didn’t want to replace with a 1980 nintendo (that would be an upgrade!). With this said up front all in all the DPS evo isn’t really the anti- christ, but rather a pretty well balanced machine for what it was designed to do, and the support people in mitsubishi seem to be trybing very hard ( to keep the machine marketable). Marketed as a 1-hour Digital photo machine it does live up to its design specs. If all you do is read in memory cards and cd’s and go straight to print you can print 3 different formats of prints simultaneouly, you can scan (albeit slowly), browse, touch-up and frame photos while the machine goes merry along printing. Exterior Design: (A+) At first glance the machine is a marvel of design, the people behind the design deserve an A+. If I saw this machine sitting on a shelf I would get closer to take a good look, its got that happy happy look you see in the early macs and IBM ps machines with that eye catching screen thats says I’m easy to use. Even the colors are very well balanced With a standard 15” monitor and built in speakers a Front mounted memory card reader, its a sleek aerodynamic customer, not that boxy old square box look at all. The unit is very welcomeing and literally says home computer. I/O: (B) Access to the key ports are all in the front, however the USB is strategically located under the monitor facing downward. This may be intentionally since kids and troublemakers can get electricuted trying to get at them, but then again so can you the operator!. The I/O reflects the main flaw of the machine all around, it was put together ONLY to address the market for a very slim timeline, its a “Give them what they need now” attitude. The machine was designed specifically around the illusion that a large contingent of the public would be racing to the photo store like lemmings to get their memory card pictures printed, little or no thought was put into the reality that the public was far more savvy then that and were already playing with DVD’s, flashcards (or called flashdrives), inkjet printers and photo cell phones and that most of the western worlds economys are sufferring a seriouse lack of confidence in capitalism. The unit does not come with a floppy drive, but thats no surprise for home users but for a business thats just stupid, the built in speakers are also fine for home users or kiosk but again inconsequential for a 1-hour photo store, the main box has both usb and scsi support, a very good idea. The unit has a CD burner (rw compat) but in a time when the general public gets DVD DL burners! and want 500, 1000, 3000 pictures in slideshows and burned on to there DVD’s....
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Love (Some afterthoughts before the aftershock) added may 4th, 2006 Sometime in the late 70’s I fell in Love. although I was a kid and should not even know what love is - it happened. Whether it was some swampy cesspool with frogs by a railroad in Midland Park or kindergarten in central school my heart saw something that was a vision of excellence, a walking angel on earth that off course would eventually lead me to my death and complete heartbreak and loss of inspiration. (and this eBay life) GC says “That’s not love”, well it is and it isn’t. You don’t know you are in love until you desire to die more then live, when the world looks beautiful only when the object of your love is in it and ugly and dark when she/he isn’t, and that’s despite the situation the people around you the fortune/misfortune and good & bad things. Love like faith needs no explanation, sustains any form of hardship and can make people desire pain as much as they desire pleasure, its a damn nuisance. After a good 20 years I finally became a adequate master of the understanding of love, and only at the cost of my life. So here is the BIG mistake I made - listen up: God is a jealous God and death comes to those who worship idols be they made of gold or flesh, fantasy or reality, hope or despair, purpose or none. The Heart: A primary muscle based organ that runs oxegen though the body so that it can sustain life, it is the toughest muscle in the body, the most resilient, and you only have one. The heart also is used to relate to Compassion, Bravery, Faith, and general feelings. ALL physic or Physic-like powers come from the heart, it knows all and has a demonstrated %90 probability of being correct, beyond all reason and logic and based on less then even a theory. The Head: This is just a big computer, do unto others as they do unto you, get your objective, survive, reproduce, OWN things: simple, precise logical and understandable. I mastered the heart in 2003, this resulted in my “ass hole” years; a phase of slow death. When I mastered it my life began to slip away, one can die from love, doctors have no clue how to treat it, they watch and try pills, they collect people to encourage, and they throw religion at you and finally they classify you with a terminal sickness. GOD kept me here when all love was lost, I am simply baffled as to why. But the fact remains, whatever life’s purpose is in its completeness it cannot be served till what I call the “ass hole” phase of my life is over. Two things brought me to this phase, one was the utopia #1 who said she has nothing but assholes in her life, I always follow utopias suggestions and comments like my second or third utopia said fetch that women and my heart cried foul; I fetched her anyway, it simply made sense. It is in my very nature down to the bone to be a heartful person so to become an asshole the heart simply could not be permitted to dominate my life. and so here I am asshole galore, but I still have a beat in the heart! So now I am left with a dilemma, the heart survived the slaughter of the medical, social, cold, cruel Human world where people play God when they can barely classify themselves as humans. Yet I still feel compassion, But the heart can only complain now like the mind did for 20 years. So what have I experienced in the life of the mind so far: eBay Sell your life, all my shits for sale. They say the person with the most toys in the end wins. THE OBVIOUSLY LIED. So i am selling all my toys and hopefully the person with the LEAST toys wins. What do they win is beyond me. By some odd circumstance utopia #2 or #3 comes into my life looking for the love that only a heart can give and gets raw, ugly truth - Where was she when i had a heart?, I was obviously worthless then. The Organized religious branch offers an avenue of faith and love in Christ along with the sudden appearance of the cross and hope. But all the mind has to say is what can you offer, a women, money, sex, health. Well obviously none of that, just some Smokey incense, free service at an altar, and old women passing rumors. Where were you when I had a heart? Satin (or whatever you might want to call Evil) still has my number, and being that he has struck out in the open blatantly on every Sept. 12th and 666 dates I have a very bad feeling when 06/06/2006 rolls around its going to make 06/06/1996 look like a cakewalk, or even 06/06/1986 a walk in the park. The stage is being set for something - utopia#1 pops up after 5 years and I guess the bad guy wants to gauge how much of the heart is still left alive, probably to see if he can leverage it before common sense makes me completely join the other side. I got to watch my first company (if you can call it that). Go Bankrupt and meet utopia #4 the day of closing. and where do I stand in life now. Don’t fuck with me, I am totally fucked and have nothing to lose. I am actually taking obsessions that were run by the heart in a disorganized fashion leading to imbalance and structuring them so that the cross each other paths, like short circuits something will eventually blow. The goal is simple and calculated like 1985, use desire to obtain skills that someone like utopia#2 & 3 will one day appreciate or Maybe I can get out of this shithole of a world a little early (I have no problem with that). I hit on every women who gives me a chance now, to what end I have no idea. However they are a full time occupation and just maybe I will land a fish that I can keep. Life sucked when my heart was in love, but hope was alive. NOW life sucks even more cause I am permanently hopeless. Only my heart could love the utopias, one ignores it, the other wants to hear it so that they can train themselves to become cold as the the first one, and the other is fishing for it but doesn’t care what fish she catches. and what I learned about love in AMERICA The pagans who crucified Christ, made one genocide a fad and another a cult, turned the worst crimes committed by the most barbaric civilized leader of the 20th century a standard practice, made the plague a 15 second news clip on TV, along with mass murder, biting ears off, driving broncos and elephant men. are alive and well thank you. Some found faith in green colored paper and electronic silicon, some found 72 virgins, some found a crucifix (idol), some found Israel, others worship chaos and can prove it. If abuse was an art then the beast has made this world a Mona Lisa. Our women are cold, cruel and vicious and I am waiting to be proven wrong. When the shit backfires on them they sometimes let there heart show but as soon as the beast calls there name they are back in line. Marry a 12 or less year old women before our society fucks her head up with the bullshit freedom, and should a divorce be necessary and you might be the asshole but you get the last laugh as she turns her life into a living hell with the other Babylon whores, along with some passive sucker (like maybe me) And since marriage #1 in America stands a %90 chance of divorce (less if you play with the numbers), and marriage #2 another %60 divorce or death then get a women from overseas, your odds increase dramatically to %30, and if they are illiterate its over %98, so what if the American culture becomes extinct, we had too little of it to begin with. The holy whore of Babylon leadership is already making reservation in countries like south America to bail out before they start the first nuclear war, and much of the public is aware of it!, 9/11 demonstrated that!. So get your life in there, and like the megamillion lottery maybe one of your kids will survive it..... I’m a positive guy, really I am. |
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