Fear and Loathing in Ft. Worth
2000-05-13 by Charles McQuillan Jr.
Let's go find those waterhead programmers at Cadence and cut their thumbs off! They'll never hit the space bar again. We'll chase them across the tundra like rats. After all, when the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. Death to the weird! When I first started emailing to Paul S. 2 months ago, we found we had a mutual fondness for Monty Python. Today I find not only is JB a Varese freak like me, but we have some fans of gonzo journalism on the list as well, thus the above tirade. I doubt that the list will be very quiet in Paul's absence (not if I can help it). Speaking of the good old days of computing, in the eighties, I had a RS CoCo and taught myself enough OS9 to try an multitask experiment; play a MIDI sequence, log onto Compuserve, print a file, and while all that's going on, view a directory. As long as you gave the MIDI top priority, it worked. Using 512K RAM and two 360K 5 1/4" floppy drives! Sure, the table looked like a spaghetti factory but now I have a Power Mac 7100 plugged into a kbd, printer, modem, ext. HD, scanner, trackball, monitor and MIDI interface. Besides uniform spaghetti color, I gained speed, storage and ease of use. For a minute. Mac software used to be SO easy to install and use. I've stopped trying out shareware stuff because they're installing files with cryptic names in every nook and cranny of my system to the point that they can't be totally deleted without reformatting the HD! It's this ridiculous crap that I was trying to avoid in the first place by going to Mac. But at the end of the day, I'd still get a G4 over a Pentium (I got assimilated!). Apologies to the scum-sucking C++ code-cutters out there (you know who you are); a better solution would be to take the marketing people at Cadence (and other nameless companies) on a training seminar to the good doctor's clinic in Woody Creek. The ones who don't die will never be the same again (hehehehehe...). Chuck (buy the ticket, take the ride) Thompson