A fighter trains to fight and do his best to affect the outcome in his favour. A warrior plays around fighting and when -if- he does, he fights for his life, not a win.

Berlin, Mai 2011

Schulpforta Schulfest 2011

Hochzeit Manfred & Viktoria

Fuuuck… He cursed at the ticker running through the HUD of his sunglasses. Arkadion had raised their profit margin again, for the third time this year. And it was only June. Stockholders would be happy, but for how long he wondered? How long would distribution take? Raising Profits could only mean that the quality standards for the outgoing semiconductor assemblies had been lowered once again. Nobody cared any more. He had worked in tech support long enough during his college days.

When he was growing up Computers were just starting to become everyday objects, being built into every crook and cranny people could find. No thoughts about whether it made any sense. Who cared, everything in production was optimized for a lifespan of 2 years or less anyhow. If its gonna be gone in 2 years and its cheap, there’s no need to think twice about useless gadgetry. In his fathers day now… computers had been something special. But even thinking about that reminded him of how far away that was from anything he could even imagine. The problem with computers these days were not the useless gadgets that kept creating problems nobody had forseen, the real pain in the ass was that the damn things were so unreliable that tech support had almost become a kind of mysticism.

Nobody really knew why a machine wouldnt work the way it should anymore, not because nobody knew anymore how a machine should work, but because the error margins had been increasing steadily while flimsy algorithms tried to catch any errors to avoid system failure. As anyone might imagine this circle had the tendency to replicate… Since nobody really knew, or could know what was causing the error they went by protocol trying to narrow the source of the problem down. At least this had been one of the earlier approaches. Nowadays people would swear on heat sensitivity, that keeping the cpu temperature stable was the main thing, others said that balancing out the computers according to earths gravity would to the trick. Some just liked working more when they were lying down and not standing up.

There had even been a movements trying to balance out the energies with Feng-Shui while another tried to teach people which tone of voice their computer preferred. Sucess and reliabilty however were main indicators in this field and the latter did not score very high on that. While the afore mentioned methods had horrible success ratings if you had any common sense they were all that was. The only other way, the path most taken, was dumping a mirror, throwing out the old machine and just continue work after the mirror had been copied to the new machine. Who cared anyways… he really had to get to work.

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He went outside. The door closed behind him. It was a new day, the sun was taking a peek through the clouds with little more then a promise but he did not mind. He was not sure what exactly he was going to do but he knew he would do it and it would be good and right. He hoped that at now at last, when he had already been there four times, the guys from the bike shop would fix his bike the way it should be. How annoying life can be if you just accept things like that in order to be a nice guy. Well, that’s life. The little park in front of his house was wonderfully green. Still a little dulled by the morning air, but even the birds were singing songs of wonderfull lushy greenness. They wouldnt be if it werent so.