Life In Code: Programming For The Millions (Patreon)
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I straight up completely actually didn't notice it was Friday yesterday so instead of doing book club I just made art / edited vid /saw friends / saw some local live music
also saw jpegmafia at Rebel in Toronto Thursday it was intense
my city going apeshit for Jesus Forgive Me I Am A Thot. Didn't realize how beloved peggy is.
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anyways I loved this chapter!!! Super cumulative, kind of a big form break to suddenly casually reference previous events from Ullman's life, but an effective one that makes you feel the totality of the tale. You get a sense throughout this chapter that making coding literacy widely accessible is a deeply held personal passion, and is something she's willing to leverage her entire wealth of life experience to cultivate in others.
The Illusion of Objectivity:
Biggest point of agreement between Ullman and Lanier, I'd say.
My thought is that we open the door to the coding rooms, spread widely the knowledge of what happens inside. It doesn't matter to what degree an individual learns to code; that knowledge does not need to lead to professional programming. The goal is for the general population to pierce the computing veil; to demystify algorithms; to know that code has biases, that programs are written by human beings and can be changed by human beings; to know the concepts, the patterns of thinking, the paths through which human thoughts get altered as they pass into the language of computers. (p. 246)
Far from muting the social context, the internet is an amplifier. It broadcasts its value-laden messages around the world. (p. 265)
Although I don't necessarily share Ullman's passion for coding (as in I will not be the one to spearhead coding club; perhaps i am a part time attendee) I do find I share her passion for embodied human experience, for the revelation of flesh and emotion inside of our machines, and for in her words: "a renewed belief in the value of the public sphere and civic life." (p. 248)
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One thing that I think is extremely endearing and engendering of admiration for the qualitative nature of Ullman's mind is when she so simply includes her evaluations of what is said in these tech courses.
Warren offers the best encouragement, I think, when he says, "Beginning does not mean easy." (p. 252)
It reminds me of in the Y2K chapter when she expresses her favourite solution was to just lie to the computer and set the clocks back to 1972 so they had more time to update the code.
Two Music Industry Analogies:
The way Ullman talks about coding culture reminds me a bit of jazz culture and music producer culture. Same sorts of silent purity tests, invisible forcefields, crass boyish humour.
The entryway was clogged with barriers from the very start: The Big Bang Theory, RPLSL, "I want a shrubbery," in-jokes, Sheldon and Spock and U.S. television programs. And then, all through the course, the underlying assumption of male, white, geeky American culture. The crucial question, the answer to which determines how easily one crosses into the programming room—indeed, into any room—is this: Do you feel invited in? (p. 254)
Add on top of this the likelihood of peers and potential mentors in audio engineering to seek sex from you, i've seen this kind of blunt blind accidental cultural wall winnow out would-be female practitioners. Then: "I think women just aren't as into jazz and engineering."
Second unrelated point, I find this sentence to be exactly true in getting good at music:
Power lies in the refusal to be intimidated: in technical fearlessness. (p. 271)
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Two Beautiful Single Thoughts:
I could not have said anything like this twenty-two years ago. Over time, though, my memories have become more rounded. (p. 255)
My birthday is coming up right at the end of this month, and I am feeling the late twenties. The Vampire Weekend album and Frances Ha both really revel in this theme of growing up, celebrating a more humble existence, finding peace and love with your place in the universe. Had a lovely catchup with a very intimate friend from highschool recently. He's moved out of the city, bought a house, got a job with benefits, engaged, sober-ish, just adoring the experience of peaceful fulsome domestic life with the one he loves. I feel the pull.
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And finally I fucking love this line:
...it is discouraging, dispiriting, when nothing is expected of you. "Nothing": it stings. (p. 260)
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