I think this is something that many of us only learn with age, and reminders of how short life actually is.
Saving money for a rainy day is sensible, but you can get really locked into that mentality to the point where you don’t actually realise the roof’s leaking because you didn’t keep on top of the repairs.
are we just amusing ourselves until death?
Yes, exactly that. There is nothing afterwards, and the fact that we’re clinging to the surface of a rock flying through an infinite universe where we could be wiped out any second and never be able to do anything about it does rather make everything seem rather pointless.
And whilst you could be depressed about that, there’s still a lot of pretty awesome things to do that amusing with. Nature is beautiful. The world and its geology is beautiful. Evolution is beautiful. Science is beautiful. Maths is beautiful (if you have the sort of mind that appreciates it). Learning about these things and experiencing them is beautiful. And so on. Even most people all over the world are pretty good most of the time, despite what some other people want you to believe.
And honestly, accepting there’s no greater purpose is remarkably freeing. When something happens, it’s just bad luck. It’s not some greater power punishing you, it’s not because you did something wrong (within reason - getting hit by a bus because you crossed the road without looking is really pushing the concept).
I use AHK a lot at work, and my favourite is a macro that prints the date and my initials. I’m an admin and I use that thing dozens or hundreds of times a day when editing code, configs and notes.
Eg:
Thank you.
There’s a passive vent low down to let room-ambient air in (around the corner to avoid direct noise).
Heat rises, use physics where you can - one regret I have is not putting the outlet higher in the cupboard so it could be fully passive cooled.
1970s, uk, aged around 4 or 5, walking down the stairs carrying a glass when I tripped, Cut my right hand up pretty bad. My mum wrapped my hand in a towel and rushed me to a nearby army base where the medic did an effective but clumsy job of stitching me up - I still have a big scar but no movement damage.
I have no memory of it, but my father certainly does. When he came home from work to find the house with its doors wide open, blood everywhere, and nobody around, he kind of freaked out.
I drilled a 100mm diameter hole through to the outside of the house and have a 120mm pc fan blowing air directly out from the cupboard through that. Possibly not an option for everyone, but as a householder with power tools, it seemed like a good idea.
The PC itself is just a motherboard screwed to a flat shelf, with a bracket to hold the graphics card steady.
Works well most of the time, although in recent 30’c ambient temperature, it got up to around 37c in there when I was playing a modern game. My CPU is only 65w but I’ve got a new graphics card and that creates a lot more heat when it’s working hard.
My gaming pc lives in a soundproof cupboard 5m away without a case because quietness is more important to me than any visual element, so any RGB thing gets avoided, or turned off.
I can appreciate a very colour coordinated and well put together “gaming” computer in a purely aesthetic sense. Some are genuinely pretty and I get that some folk take a lot of pleasure out of making something that looks beautiful and best of luck to them. But I’m not one of them.
You’re right - they’re massively better than spinny bits of plastic in every way. Speed, capacity (1tb tfcard the size of your pinky nail), cost (probably) and longevity. DVD/CD’s don’t last very well in storage.
You can’t, or at least, you can’t not support evil in some way and exist in anything approaching normal society.
Everyone has their own tolerance for ethical things, which changes with their daily circumstances. Some people literally can’t afford to pay the extra that some such choices cost, or don’t have the time to search them out, or just don’t have the desire or will. And there’s several levels of this too - at least their core inner belief, and what they tell the world they do.
That’s exactly what propaganda sounds like!
(Not that I’m saying you’re wrong)
Blame the Romans.
Both words are derived from late Latin mentalis, from Latin mens, ment- ‘mind’.
I believe in my own ignorance.