7am and on. Performance degradations and system updates. Not completely sure where to start. Like, entering unknown perimeters, looking around but there's fog everywhere. Low-level signals, too much noise, all haystack again and maybe not even a single needle.
In between things and offices. The insight of complex issues suddenly fading by the simple act of communication and talking through things; known and still too seldom to be really familiar with. Too, the effect of things slowly derailing on input provided by people with a lot of good intention, a strong focus on their own golden hammers and limited ability to relate their personal needs to the needs of others. Not sure how to get back to the first part here.
Halfway through this, on the train that morning: Paris Marx and tante discussing open source, past and present, the wordpress mess, open-source AI, Richard M. Stallman and a few related aspects. As it says on the tin:
I think we have actually reached the limitations of what the Open Source term and concept can do for us and I am not sure it’s enough for the future. Because software projects for the commons and a sort of social good need to face the fact that they are political and therefore need to include actual political representation of all stakeholders as well as democratic and transparent modes of decision making (at least when reaching a certain traction/user base).
Worth checking out for sure, as always.
via https://tante.cc/2024/11/08/podcast-the-corruption-of-open-source-tech-wont-save-us/ .
9am and on. Multitasking, next level: Handling several topics at once in one call. Boundaries constantly blurred, things getting mixed up and entangled in each other. Physical symptoms of nervousness. And the challenge of cautiously refocusing things, while continuously preventing oneself from slipping and falling. (In between, a glimpse of sun in dirty windowblinds.)
Entering redirect loops. Unsure where they started, or ended, or how many iterations have passed ever since in there. Missed a circuit breaker but amazed by seeing perception change and orientation fade. And as always, machines are told to misbehave, so it's back to drawing boards, after a short interrupt to let that dizziness settle.