A month ago, at the suggestion of my friend Dan, I read the book “Born to Run”, a story about the Tarahumara indians, ultra-runners, the bio-mechanics of running, and why we are evolved (‘born’) to run.
After a few trials that were brutal to my underdeveloped calves and feet, I’ve transitioned all my running into ‘barefoot’ with my Vibrams. I intend to return to my top ability as a barefoot-runner, and so have set a goal of barefooting a half-marathon this October.
I highly recommend reading the article, and if it inspires or interests you even a little, follow up by reading McDougall’s book.
The linking culture of the Internet has a nasty habit of rewarding round-up posts that are nothing more than superficial tours of technologies and products. These ‘articles’ offer up hollow conclusions, regurgitating the body of text like 7th graders in english class.
Writers: take a stance. If your conclusion doesn’t include a recommendation, it’s a summary, and we have access to plenty of those; what we need is convergence: help me do the right thing. This takes reason, opinion, and a spine. It will be ok.
(Creepily?) I’m sitting in your living room after admiring your standards print-out last night. I used one of my own for 6 months to great effect. Took a break after achieving my goals, and looking to re-start it very soon.
Oh, btw, thanks for allowing us to crash in your common area.
“I used to think that looking back and feeling like you’ve made so many mistakes is not such a great thing. Now I’ve come to believe that the thing to really be worried about is looking back a few years and being impressed with your past self. If that were to happen, it probably means your learning has stalled altogether.”—http://larrycheng.com/2009/07/16/the-learning-test/ (via Hacker News)
This is interesting stuff. (Though from practical experience the HTML generation via the programming language part doesn’t play well with web designers)
If anyone is interested, three years ago my friend Armaghan and I built this kind of web framework in Standard ML. It allows for extremely rapid creation of complex web-apps (it’s amazing what functional programming and static typing can do to improve your ability to create modern software….)
The reason our framework never saw the light of day was because it compiled SML to Java byte code (in order to sit inside Tomcat), and the compiler we were using, MLj: a buggy, abandoned research project. Unfortunately, there were more bugs then we were capable of solving, and would have required a lengthy rewrite. What a bummer.
So TechCrunch published Twitter’s stolen financial forecasts, and will soon publish their un-released product plans as well.
In the spirit of American startup culture? Nope.
Legal? I hope not.
If Twitter’s privacy has to be the kamikaze that burns Arrington’s enterprise, then so be it. I feel for Ev & Biz, however, what a distraction from building real value, something Arrington isn’t familiar with.
As you can see, there is no best language, a language is only what you make of it.
Excellent response. You can tell a lot about a programmer’s wisdom and professional maturity by the way they answer these types of questions — and the more of a non-answer it is (like sork’s), the better.
Nothing is more dull and pointless than programmers arguing about which languages are “better” or berating languages they don’t know for being “bad”. Every language is great in many ways and awful in many others. If you can’t tell me why your favorite language sucks, you don’t know it well enough.
Hmm… replace “language” with “political system” or “moral code”… clearly there is a pecking order to these things, even programming languages. I do agree that knowing how your favorite language ‘sucks’ is a sign of maturity, but let’s be clear: some things are better than other things.
Anyone that tries to convince you otherwise is just wasting their time & yours.
UP is children’s story about an introverted boy who meets an outgoing an adventurous young girl. The two grow up together and eventually marry. They share a love for kids; she works as a photographer, and he a balloonist, at the zoo. Their bond is carefree and loving.
When they try to conceive a child of their own, the wife is sadly diagnosed as infertile. Instead of adopting, they save their meager earnings for travel and adventure, however, life’s unexpected calamities prevents them from pocketing enough. When the now-greying husband finally manages to purchase vacation tickets to surprise his wife with, we learn that she has been diagnosed with a soon-to-be-fatal cancer, and hospitalized.
The widowed old man settles into a lonely routine. His few social interactions involve keeping businessman an contractors from taking his home and demolishing it to make way for the modern jungle around him. While protecting the pieces of home that remind him of his late-wife, he accidentally injures one of the contractors. Summoned to court, the old man is labeled a menace, and ordered to move into a retirement community.
Real UPlifting story, eh?
Thankfully these first 10 minutes end, and after you’ve smeared the tears off your face, the rest of the movie is a lighter and enjoyable, though not without more heartbreak & adult themes (murder, abandonment by a father, etc).