Last night I watched PBS. First the Jobs’ retrospective and then one on the real reality in
Physics for Dummies Nova. Jobs, at one point, got 4 gold stars to Alexander Bells 3. Looks like my stuff will never be refrigerator door worthy. Then, the physicists really talked down to me. It ended up with the idea that my reality was nothing more than a hologram emanating from some 2-D plane. It left me in need of one of those PBS, faith-healing, ego-building, new-age, pledge-week broadcasts.
Steve Jobs was unique in special ways. He was described as a grand marketeer. So, he gets compared with the greats and I get milk and cookies and told to take my nap. Then I started thinking about it. What he really wanted was a closed system and he’s got it. He, like Gates, comes from an earlier time. The progression and needs of the time created open systems. People could “do their thing” and not get smacked down. Jobs — also described as not a nice man — wanted to own control. That’s been his contribution and that goes well beyond neat toys. So maybe it was wrong to compare him to Bell. Carnegie and Rockefeller were more representative.
So, with my self-worth in doubt, along came Nova. Einstein. Newton. Cosmic Constant. Higgs Boson. Stop! Stop! My head is going to explode. Every so often they do one of these Physics for Dummies and each time reality collides with reality. That lets me think all of it makes senses for, oh, this long. [finger touches finger] Well, they went on to explain that Newton blew it along with those of us in the corner wearing the pointy hats. What it really reminded me of was a iron workers bar. People would tell tall tails with the winner lauding it over the next
grant seeker drunk. And, make no mistake, these guys were coming up with Babe the Blue Ox grade yarns and then topping it with the next tale.
All this made me think. Ouch! In the Jobs deal there was the only interview that include Jobs and Gates. Then it came to me. I’d seen that before and it wasn’t the scary robber barons story.
OK, I no longer feel small enough to walk under the door jam. These are the same guys we see running for office. These are the same as the guys trying to use a rail tariff to destroy competition. OK, I am on my way back to 6’5″. Jobs … schmobs.
Then the Physics guys attacked. I found poor Newton was as dumb as the rest of us. And, shamefully, a lot of what he was saying made sense to folks like me and how I observed the world around me. Pish-pish! not to be done old chap. Einstein destroys Newton. Guy from U of Chicago calls out Albert for his “inelegant” cosmic constant. And so the Bunyanesqe one-upping continued until finally they tell me that reality is 2-D and the 3-D world about me is likely a hologram. Now I am a ghost or consigned to the logo on a VISA card. Massive put-down! They use my wallet falling into a black hole to point out that the wallet’s contents are reproduced on the sigularity. Humm, maybe that 2-d storage is their attempt to figure out God’s spreadsheet. I may get out of this hologram in the end and move on to greener pastures and still waters.
If anybody out there figures it out better, be sure to let me know. But do it right after you ask for grant money and production costs. And, the way I understood it from Jobs, you can’t pull it off without an I-Pad.