Today was a purblind day, nothing went according to any plan, I must admit, I was besotted with defeat. It was my normal work day and being the vigilant worker that I am, I woke up late. Before I forget, an emendation is in order. Yesterday I told you about the update of Mediawiki which I boldly performed using the manual process. I forgot to inform you that there was a database upgrade also that needed to be done. I had forgotten that but I did finish that today. Talking about work, they were also performing upgrades from RHEL 7 to 8. This always creates a lot of work for me, fixing ssh keys, expanding lvm and cleaning up old logs, among many more things that made my enthusiasm ebb.
I also noticed today that there are so much pointless services being offered but not much is being produced. Reminds me of Arian and Socinus who produced something but people try so hard to forget them. People who talk loudly about eschatological matters and often labeled as obstreperous and quickly whitewashed.
A turbid day, spent all indoor. A nimbus that encircled my whole ratiocination and caused me to sleep—a lot. Whole day in-and-out of consciousness. I had so much planned for today, but at the end achieved nothing at all. I did manage to bring up-to-date two of my websites that run Mediawiki. Bringing these two sites to the current version (via the manual process) was easier than the automated process—which I still have not figured out. If I were to take a plebiscite on the matter, I would have the proclivity towards the manual process. The two websites only saw a downtime of two minutes during this whole process. After this I had a look at two of my other sites that run Flatpress. I did a quick check and we are still waiting on the next version to be released. They must still be perfecting to perfection. Is that not what the ancient Greeks mostly wasted their time on, searching for The Republic. When do you know you have the complete information to call something perfect?
It is all some type of polity. Whether it might be an oligarchy, totalitarianism, or even the crude and ordure democracy where criminals elect criminals to rule over criminals. How does one fix a system? If my car stops performing its main function—which modern petrolheads forget—‘transport,’ then I must mend the said mentioned machine. Now a car is not a system nor a human which can be put into a metaphysical state. I cannot puts cars into a good or bad category, or can I? When a car breaks or stops its normal function, one does not curse the car or stop giving it the essential needs: oil, petrol, water, break fluid. Will taking away these essential needs be a way to punish the car into reformation? This activity works with humans and maybe it might work with the new AI thinking process. Panel beating things into shape has been the norm for many centuries, why use language of reason when you can brow-beat people into an automaton.
