….. I was working late into the nite. Posts upon posts of bugs reported in the system (think the movie Brazil)…. So many problems, brain teasers, mind benders I could not wrap my head around it. I tried to stay rational, intelligent, solving one little issue at a time. Ah! a success! Only to have 10 more problems appear on my TO FIX list. What am I going to do?????!!!! How am I going to fix all this, make technology seemless, effortless, function with ease and grace. Stomp out another hiccup, fast! This was just a titch exhilarating, like a video game, but mostly sooooooo frustrating , overwhelming, consuming, worrysome to say the least.
…….I remember this one post amongst all the techno dribble…. It was a plea from a fading heartbeat…. something human within the bits and bites of binary digits, a faint beating of lub dub, reggae strum, beat of a drum. I remember looking to the left of my glowing computer screen at a large messy pile of paper. Doctor scrawl, almost illegible on every page, as I scanned and tossed, each gently floating to the floor like scattered leaves.
…. At the bottom of the pile was this bottle of pills…. some kind of life essence…. a blood pressure, mood enhancer, energy giving, gingko extract, magic formula for all that ails…..
Prescription for all that ails in the machine and the anti-machine.