Gordon Calhoun

Now that right there is some Buddahriffic wisdom. As someone who has destroyed a keyboard in frustrated anguish, I can say the satisfaction was dismally ephemeral and every time I found a loose key for months afterward, I felt ashamed of my impulsive and violent behavior.

Although, in the exact moment in which the keyboard exploded into shrapnel, the satisfaction was intense, although I think the novelty of the situation and the personal distraction it caused were the real source of the delight. When I turned back to my sorely inadequate and poorly behaved workstation, the feelings of frustration quickly flooded back, only worse now that I needed to find a new keyboard…and waste time cleaning up the old one.

That’s pretty wild and really cool to ponder. Battery placement and balancing its weight safely seems like a steep hurdle for bolt-on EV conversions.

I like the way you think. When Tesla tanks and gets sold off for pennies, could you please start a Tesla Conversion business? I’d like to have a useful EV pickup that can carry a slide-in truck camper. I don’t need any of that self-driving shit or connections to the Cloud or giant touch screens. Just pedals, gauges, levers, buttons, and a steering wheel.

I have duly upvoted your obvious sarcasm.

That’s the thing I can’t fully understand. What sticky secret sauce does Twitter have that keeps people on it? I never saw its appeal and never created an account. I tried Bluesky and was underwhelmed. Instagram had some stickiness, but then it got stale after the initial novelty wore off. Maybe my brain just isn’t wired for those types of social media.

Perhaps you should feel concern for that person, because they’re resorting to violence to cope with their feelings of frustration. We’ve all done it and in my own experience, I don’t think I’ve ever come back to my senses feeling satisfaction that I had lost control. I usually feel some shame for the destruction I caused.

Here is the problem: When you spend time thumping an inanimate object, like a pillow, or beating nonliving things in a rage room, you are conditioning yourself to quickly become aggressive next time your anxiety levels rise. So instead of opening up the escape valve on a pot of steam, you are rewarding your distressed feelings with the instant and ephemeral pleasure that comes from throwing dishes against a wall.

Hey, whatever heuristic works for helping people show and feel respect for their environment and the things in it is good in my book. If you’re capable of respecting others in your space without needing to be polite to your inanimate tools, then good on you. Not everyone is like that and if it helps someone feel peace with their surroundings to imagine everything around them has some kind of soul or feelings worthy of consideration, then I’ll take that, too.

Of course, there are limits to everything and if a tool irreparably breaks, hopefully someone is able to discard it accordingly. Pathological hoarding of useless objects is a thing, too, after all.

I prefer to see things go by the way of The Last Question

Perhaps pokable is a more apt description.

Glad to see you’re all-in on this rebellion, Han. I hope your Isu-Sim SSP05 is in full working order for the actions ahead.