a glimpse into cryptic thought of the reticence
It’s right out of the Steve Jobs handbook: something you don’t offer is a terrible idea, until you offer it yourself, at which point you explain why your solution is the first to get it right.
Smart is making the right decision at the right time.
The totem of chat, and no. The lowest, that would be Facebook, followed by Gchat, then texting, then email, and then phone. Face-to-face is, of course, ideal. But it’s not of this time.
Everything’s easier online. You chat to who you want to chat to, you decide you don’t like them, one click and they’re gone. You never have to see ‘em again. They take the piss. Click. They act like a dick. Click. You embarrass yourself… Click.
Four. Whole. Hours. To see the Mona. Lisa. Google it. You’ll see it straightaway.
Privacy isn’t about hiding something. It’s about being able to control how we present ourselves to the world. It’s about maintaining a public face while at the same time being permitted private thoughts and actions. It’s about personal dignity.
I don’t like it when people pry. I shouldn’t pry myself.
So to defend ourselves, and fight against assimilating this dullness into our thought processes, we must learn to read. To stimulate our own imagination, to cultivate our own consciousness, our own belief systems.
“Do not follow blindly what I or others have to say. Find out what is true through your own experience.” He’s backing me up, I think, or I’m backing him up. What matters in these questions isn’t belief or theory. It’s action. It’s your own senses, your own experience.
When you’re stuck with a mode problem, user-centered design principles dictate that the mode should be made obvious to the user.
While there are some individual differences in the ways we manage cognitive load, one thing is clear: none of us does this as well as we think we do.
Safe organizations relentlessly promote a “stop the line” culture, in which every employee knows that she must speak up — not only when she’s sure that something is wrong, but also when she’s not sure it’s right.
Dealing with the problem of too many alerts proved harder, partly because it flies in the face of intuition.
What matters today, in the Internet era, is not whether you know a particular fact but whether you know where to look it up, and then, how to verify that the answer is reasonable.
All Cassie Lockhart wants to be is someplace far away. Someplace where nobody’ll ever find her. She likes to go to the movie theater. It doesn’t matter what’s showing, just… she likes the smell of the popcorn. She wants a dog. A black lab. And a queen-size bed. Lots of blankets to curl up in. She doesn’t want much. She just wants to be invisible.
Life’s barely long enough to get good at one thing. So be careful what you get good at.
For our days on earth are a shadow.
“How are you?” is often the most difficult question for me. It’s so exhausting.
If you can’t run, walk. If you can’t walk, crawl. If you can’t crawl…find someone to carry you.
A life, Jimmy, you know what that is? It’s the shit that happens while you’re waiting for moments that never come.
Sometimes you have to do something and be seen to do something. And sometimes, just doing something for the sake of doing something, will make something else happen.
Perhaps the most powerful tool in the Equation group’s arsenal is a mysterious module known only by a cryptic name: “nls_933w.dll”. It allows them to reprogram the hard drive firmware of over a dozen different hard drive brands, including Seagate, Western Digital, Toshiba, Maxtor and IBM. This is an astonishing technical accomplishment and is testament to the group’s abilities.
The fascinating part of this story is that a computer was monitoring the Twitter feed and understood the obscure references, alerted a person who figured out who wrote them, researched what flight he was on, and sent an FBI team to the Syracuse airport within a couple of hours. There’s some serious surveillance going on.