There is no quality control in this world.
I saw this Checker game in a store today and something stupid popped out at me. Look at the bottom right corner where it says, "Guess who's the winner?"
Guess who's the winner? That's a difficult question. I mean.. it's hard for me to guess who the winner is going to be when the fucking PIECES AREN'T SET UP RIGHT.
That's CHESS, not CHECKERS those dipshits. How could they not catch that? First off you've got to be a moron to not know how to play Checkers. Secondly, when you're a company that MAKES Checkers games and can't even set up the board right, that's flat out unacceptable. But they get away with it because nobody notices because everyone is so distracted by video games and fast cars and sluts walking around WalMart wearing so little that you could fuck them without ever touching a piece of clothing.
It's terrifying to think about what other blaring mistakes are going unnoticed becaues people are so absent minded. Trusting people is a mistake. There's one thing certain in this world and that is that everyone makes stupid blaring mistakes all the time because everyone is stupid and neglectful and absent minded. Even if someone has good intentions. That's why I refuse to show any vulnerability or weakness to anyone. It's not that I don't want to trust people. I wish I could trust people. It's that I can't rationally expose anything about me that could intentionally or accidentally be fuck-me-over fodder.
My computer is the closest thing to trustworthy that I know of. And it's not 100% because the parts were made by humans. Computers are more reliable than humans, but still not wise to trust. I saw this at an airport -
"Error reading file." The error sat there for at least 45 minutes and nobody did anything about it. Even the lady at the counter didn't seem to notice. Not only is it evidence that mistakes happen all the time and nobody notices, but is Windows really the best operating system for something as important as airport software? When it comes to errors that make me fall 6 miles to my death, I'd rather there weren't the option to "Ignore." Good thing I wasn't one of the people going to Kalispell that day. It would have been a long walk. Even if there's a 0.00001% chance I could die as a result of human or mechanical error, count me out.
That's why I want a computer to build me a computer. And I want the computer that build me the computer to have been built by a computer, etc. With each level comes more trust. Pretty soon everything will be 100th generation computer-built computers and everything will be perfect I will be the only fallible thing in this world. The only poor decisions ever made by any creature will be mine. That is utopia. Me, with all my decisions based solely on emotion and bewilderment, coexisting along side five trillion robots. Only then will I feel at ease. Only then will I ever let my guard down. Until I am the only emotional being I know of, I will never ever relax.
Maybe I'm overreacting. It's just a checkers box with the pieces set up like chess. I don't know. I'm not even mad. It just sucks when my distrust for humanity is verified in such a beautiful and elegant manner. Then again, at least there's some salvation because it means that I'm right and being right feels good. Did I say feel good? I mean I feel nothing; fuck you.
Last updated February 3rd, 2011