But was it really me then?

The French found a solution some time ago, maybe history really repeats.

Nah, the money makes up for it. I give code, I get money. The rest is up to management.

Maybe we are not done yet with understanding how our biological computer works.

On topics like this, I like to think about bacteria:

Before microscopes, it was unimagible to have little organisms on us and everywhere around us. People have been labelled crazy for believing that there is a whole small universe of organisms everywhere.

Then came microscopes, and suddenly everyone could see it for themselves.

What if we just don’t have the right tools to make our magic sauce, spirit, soul, whatever visible to us yet?

This kind of reads like meditation, these words somehow have a calming effect. Like a call to be conscious and just take in the current moment and the surrounding vibes.

Also, I’m kind of high right now, so maybe it’s just that, but thanks for your insights!

For getting a grip in current web development, I would recommend fullstackopen.com - it’s a free online course by the University of Helsinki and starts from basically zero, and gives you a lot of insights into web dev.

It may take some time, but it’s really worth it and an overall great course.

Shit. So a quick search says a brain weighs 1.5kg and 0.5% is 7.5g. A credit card weighs about 5g. We have more plastic in our brains than there is in a card?

The article mentions that the quantity in 2024 was 50% higher than in 2016 - which is a high increase for just 8 years. This development probably doesn’t slow down, it may even get faster. How much plastic will be in our brains in another 8 years?

Shit.

You certainly have a valid point and I agree with you, but it is not nice to call people idiots.

Story: I was on a bus once, another passenger was a guy with a big McD Coke. We got off at the same station. Here, each station has a trash can.

So this guy walks right by the trash can and drops his fucking coke right next to it. He could have extended his arm like 10 cm more, and the coke would have gone into the trash can. But he chose to drop it on the floor.

This was years ago, and I think this day broke my faith in humanity a little.

I still feel addressed when there’s something about “young people”. At 34.