Oh, so close. But that last one is inaccurate. The beach ball of death didn’t first appear in Mac OS X, but its predecessor, NeXT STEP.
NeXT produced their own computers, and instead of a traditional hard drive, used a magneto-optical drive.
The drive platter is very shiny, like a CD, and this is what the beach ball of death originally represented: the rotating rainbow-reflecting disk indicates that there’s disk activity. And even more then than now, the computer was waiting for the information before continuing.
Jeremy Glass, We Can’t Get Lost Anymore
i’m so sick of seeing people trash this generation for no other reason than that things aren’t the way they used to be. there’s this constant vitriolic stream of people snarling that selfies, check-ins and blogs are the death of culture, and i am bored of it.
the human desire to record and document experience is hardly new. without that urge we wouldn’t have art, music, dance, theatre. the world of electronics evolving around that to give us an even broader scope of options to preserve our unique view of the world and share it with others is a beautiful thing. despite a legion of cynical naysayers constantly shouting otherwise, i’ve not actually become immune to earth’s beauty or my own experiences in it. stop being terrified of change and development and calling it profound.
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Additionally, I’m not losing my sense of adventure every time I Google something, I’m feeding my thrist for knowledge. I have easy access to the most information that humanity has ever amassed, and you want me to not use that? Because let’s be real, my ancestors who had a “sense of adventure” were actually far more restricted in their travel. I can travel more widely and more cheaply than any point in human history, and you’re trying to imply that my “sense of adventure” has died because of the very technology that has made that possible?
Actually, how about this: my “sense of adventure” is tempered by the responsibilities and anxieties I carry far more than Google or check-ins or hashtags. My “sense of adventure” is tempered by the money I have (or rather don’t have) in my bank account. My “sense of adventure” is tempered by what society has taught me about traveling alone at night. My “sense of adventure” is tempered by the fact that a girl from my high school went on an adventure and ended up murdered, and whose family is still seeking justice because of the negligence of the local police department. My “sense of adventure” is the same as my ancestors’ “sense of adventure,” and it not this nostalgic retelling of history.
And how many of these naysayers have actually taken a trip like Steinbeck or William Least Heat-Moon? How many of them have jumped off a bridge? How many of them feel free to benefit from iPhones and Google and cell service and Instagram, but then criticize younger generations for taking full advantage of the world around them?
We can’t jump off bridges anymore because it’s against laws passed by older generations. We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean because it’s against laws passed by older generations, and adventures aren’t a reality for us because they often cost more money than we have. Technology has made travel more cheap and widespread than ever, and we helped destroy it when we weighed an entire generation down with the responsibilities of another.
All of this. It’s just more empty railing of a Boomer against Millennials for not cleaning up their crime scene yet. It’s oooold.
Hell, I barely use my phone and camera and I still don’t have adventures because those fuckers, as stated, cost money, which I don’t have. Because thanks to Boomers, there are no jobs other than shitty, min. wage service jobs. And also thanks to Boomers, min. wag isn’t even enough for me to pay back the student loans that I took out at exorbitant rates (thanks again, Boomers) and keep a roof over my head, much less adventure. Here’s an idea, Boomers: I will continue to not use my phone and to get off Tumblr and drive across the country, fly around the world, and skinny dip in every reasonably not-frozen body of water I can find if you clean up the mess YOU made of this country, this economy, and this planet.
The value of the minimum wage is LOWER than it was in the 1960’s.
Remember this next time someone tries to say those pushing for a higher minimum wage are “whiny” or “entitled”.
cost of living goes up…. while wages literally go down.
If you argue against raising the minimum wage, you are literally arguing that some workers do not deserve to live out of poverty, despite having jobs.
No other way around it.