i am writing this with the power of the most advanced semiconductor fabs, so that my little 9" laptop can chooch its fans on fancy transitions before sending it at 1Gbit across fiberoptic cables to be fanned out to similar processors all over the world. I am dependent on an absurd network, and this process has brought me tremendous wealth in terms of interpersonal growth and fulfillment. I get to talk to the most amazing people I can find whenever we agree to. This is probably the reason I am still alive, and definitely involved in making me happy.
I write fun code. I write code that makes me happy, that involves actual computer science problems that are perhaps unnamed; that I rediscover for myself as I naturally toy with the only machine that tells me if I'm right or wrong. This is computing, for me.
But for the world, computing seems to be everything. I don't want that.
So soon, one day, I will make the jump and suffer all the pains of an immigrant. I will live close to a hackerspace, and community spaces will not be full of genocide supporters ✊️🍉. I will be incredibly lonely, then I will find a home and accustom myself to traditions. I will become more marginalized in some ways, and less in others.
There will be, for the first time in a (very) long time, people who think like me. Who I can simply exist around without having to skirt the elephant in the room of whether or not they would like to kill my neighbours..
And what then? To be found out..