Word Press has been updating again. After struggling to use the new fancy version with my last post, I resorted to the “classic version” today. Call my behavior a response one upgrade too many. It’s not that I can’t master it. Two days ago, I managed to post something using the new package. But remember, I belong to the “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it club.” I’m sure WP has its reasons for challenging us, but when I retired, one of the things I celebrated was my freedom from the imposition of changes from above.
I began using computers in the 1970s using mainframes in college when I worked on my first Master’s Degree, and moving from mainframes to minis when I worked for Bell (a census employee invented the Hollerith card).
I took computer course after computer course, learning how to program in Fortran and moving onto what experts called “higher languages.” My computer skills were so good, I claimed Programming as a second language when I began my studies for the PhD in sociology (Spanish was my third language).
I traveled to Europe hauling a huge clunky old early variant (Bell) of the laptop (looking like the guy in the GEICO ad). I used the “laptop” to write home every night, plugging it into the phone jack. Only one place I stayed in Paris, a vintage “hotel” did not have phone jacks.
The first day I went to work for the Census Bureau, my new boss took to the air-conditioned controlled room that housed the “new” to the government computers. and it was back to the future. He expected me to jump right into the 1980 Census data, but I had never used the esoteric hardware and software written especially for this government agency.
Enter Al Gore and reinventing government….. in a decade, the CB had bought Bill Gates “stuff” hook line and sinker and all other hardware and software was gone.
Meanwhile, over the years, many of my Academic friends had touted the joys of using Apple products. I have to say, now that I have retired and converted, Apple products are an absolute joy. So, to anyone still clinging to outmoded Gates products, I say come on over. Of course I have yet to persuade David, who is still clunking away on an old AT&T computer he built back in the 1970s.
My daughter was lamenting the fact she may never have grandchildren. One child does not believe in marriage, one is gay, the third hates kids…and Joy will only produce cows she says. Joy is back to school and in parting, her best friend gave her a big kiss (see below).