My apologies to my regular readers for the dearth of output in recent times.
Some updates are in order:
My health is so-so, but it has been a lot worse.
I am enjoying my job, my working environment is excellent, my boss is supportive and my colleagues truly lovely people. I am enjoying the business again and taking pleasure also in playing video games; my most loyal readers will be surprised at this. My most reason poison has been Super Stardust HD, but I’m looking forward to playing Bioshock too.
Being (a limited) part of PLAYSTATION®3 has been an unexpected joy. When I started this job at Sony back in December 2005, I thought it would be a stop-gap, as it was quite a step down from START! games and even the web consulting, (though a huge step-up from unemployment!) but it has been a source of ever greater satisfaction. That can only be a good thing, can’t it? As my former boss remarked recently - during my illness Sony has been a calm port in a storm.
I am planning on doing some more videos on the Qadianis, but as they are going to be more ambitious, I can’t just knock them out as I did before. The American top brass Qadiani, Dr. Nasim Rehmatullah, has still not replied to any of my queries on why they filed DMCA takedown notices and then chickened out after I counter-filed. I note that certain Qadianis are continuing with either vileness, hatred or libel. I’m leaving them to it. For now. Their disgusting behaviour continues to underline their spiritual bankruptcy.
Summer holidays are almost over and I have scarcely been allowed any time with my kids, and even phone time has been severely restricted. I find this painful, of course, but no longer unbearable. It’s amazing what the human spirit can withstand and I’m fairly certain I could take a hell of a lot more. Let’s hope not though.
In whatever spare time I have had recently, I have been getting to grips with Ruby on Rails, having introduced myself to it a couple of years ago after evangelising the 37signals stuff on this very blog. It took ages to get it working on the server I work with, I had to jump through several hoops to finally get a response. I also managed to get it set up on my Mac, which seems to be the perfect development environment for it. Indeed, the RoR team all use the Mac with TextMate, the latter being my editor of choice too.
I have of course had moral and practical support from a couple of friends, without whom I would have eventually got to where I am now, but without my sanity.
I am rediscovering my zest for life again. I had rather taken computing and my earlier aptitude and ability for it, for granted, letting my talent fizzle away whilst my personal life was going through its Perfect Storm. Now I am excited again. By languages, by hosting, by servers, by the Internet, by Open Source, by programming, by hacking (in the proper sense of the word) and by all things computing. I’m excited by media, by film-making, by editing, by communication, by databases, by photography, by life. It feels good, despite my health not quite keeping up just yet. I feel that this zest and passion, the thing that has been missing for so long, is what will drag my health kicking and screaming into some kind of order, insha’Allah.
I am also not letting myself get too angry at things. Sure, the world is still fucked, but I ignore the papers, I don’t watch the news, I mute the telly when the ads come on and I look at cunts like Ann Coulter and Michelle Malkin and don’t even get too annoyed. After all, why give them the energy?
Of course, I am still trying to improve as a Muslim. I really tried to drop the ‘c’ word from the above paragraph, but it sits so well and it’s the only swear-word in the whole post, which might just get me a 15 rating.
You know what has helped? Realising that a lot of people, mostly colleagues and some blogmates actually, are wise to propaganda and what the media and the state apparatus is trying to do. Whilst not necessarily getting the whole picture, which is not to suggest that I do, far from it, they do at least know that they are being lied to. And that is always a very good start.
So this shift in attitude might mean a shift in posting style. I am tired about being angry with injustice. It saps my energy and gives it to the problem, rather than defusing it. I am grimly aware that no adult should believe as a child does, that when she covers her face with a pillow, the monster will no longer see her. I’m sure the monsters are still there, that the Bankers, Zionists and Crusaders are still at it with their imperialism and oppression and tyranny and murder and looting and slavery, but in all honesty, as long as I’m aware, why drown myself in it? What good can possibly come from it?I have been using blogging as a tool to spread misery to others. That’s what it boils down to. It wasn’t always this way. I would like to get back to stuff that doesn’t fill people with hurt and anguish and anger. Not all the time anyway. We must stand against oppression, but there are other ways of doing that.
Perhaps I’ll come up with some kind of Web thing that facilitates the viral distribution of happiness.