I love the name and completely agree with the sentiment. Feeling awe is one of my greatest pleasures in life. It's a big part of what I live for, no exaggeration. Computers are a great source of awe for me. On my best days I'm able to sit back and contemplate all of the information flowing through the internet at every moment of the day. Or I type on my keyboard and contemplate all the layers between me and the characters on my screen. I often try to extend this thought to society in general. All the inventions that played a part in making that streetlight work, all the people who played a part in this meal on my table, etc.
I was 12 and was dead set on being a doctor until I walked into a computer store with my family (notably, the last in the neighborhood not to have a computer).
It was December, 1984.
The Macintosh (which almost no one had heard of) had recently come out.
I had had some computer experience (Commodore 64, Apple II) but the first Mac was like some alien device from the far future that ticked all the boxes I didn’t know I even had.
I was so excited and so convinced that I was witnessing the future of literally everything that I stuttered while being unable to stop what we would now call “nerdgasming”. Awe. Awe times 1000. That mind-blowing emoji? That was me.
Apparently my parents were receptive to my nerdthusiasm because they dropped a ton of 1984 cash on one and that became my “best christmas present ever”.
I code now. =)
We don’t know what the future holds, but some of us can sense when we see it.
I've read another book by the same author in my 20s and it was not bad. This one I'm considering reading. I'm thrilled there's a book on the topic of this cool emotion.
The first “I am Rich” app made my heart sing. Poetry. Art.
A beautiful elemental weaving of psychology and greed of both author and customers.
So obviously and honestly a scam it was an anti-scam.
A technical feat of one-liner coding, social engineering, and with a modest nod to lickable icons.
I hope whoever created it is living some zen life in a beautiful place, able to meditate on deep things, without a lick of worries due to a bank account funded by rich people with a sense of humor or deep seated status insecurities.
The realist in me wants to label the sort of "digital romanticism" that the main text espouses as "materialist" in nature. With that being said, before I actually read the main text, I bookmarked the page because I appreciate it as a resource.
