Another day, another post. Yay for me. Well, not quite…
Computer at work is having issues with some code style validation settings and keep kicking out errors when compiled with one program and not with another. Both are supposed to be using the same settings file. Ugh. If you didn’t get that line, two things that have no reason to act differently have started acting as polar opposites.
Angry Ben is angry.
Also, Sad Ben is sad. Or maybe just contemplative. Recent reading material about hospice care vs. medical care that only cares to extend “life” in the New Yorker:
The simple view is that medicine exists to fight death and disease, and that is, of course, its most basic task. Death is the enemy. But the enemy has superior forces. Eventually, it wins. And, in a war that you cannot win, you don’t want a general who fights to the point of total annihilation. You don’t want Custer. You want Robert E. Lee, someone who knew how to fight for territory when he could and how to surrender when he couldn’t, someone who understood that the damage is greatest if all you do is fight to the bitter end.
Interesting.
