... And then the metaphorical pitcher threw a massive curveball. I swung, I missed... It was then that I was confronted with the most startling realization of all.
A little more context might prove beneficial. Upon the first day of Ordering the World, students were given the "task" of maintaining a blog throughout the duration of this course. I promptly created a blog and began posting; as you may have noticed, though, there aren't many posts. How come? It might simply be explained as "I imposed order."
I began this blog on an alternative server, a different website. Quickly, though, I became frustrated by how many controls and commands were afforded on this site and, quite frankly, I was overwhelmed. Matters weren't helped by the fact that I was familiar with Blogspot (and not the other website) and I continually grew frustrated. After about a week of continual resentment, I deleted the other site and created an alternative, a "second-draft," so to speak, on Blogspot.
Seems simple enough, right? One site was more user-friendly; the other wasn't. No big deal. Perhaps not, but the philosophical ramifications of such an action are extreme. Apparently I naturally attempt to impose order; I crave it and become upset in situations (or websites) that lack it. All of this comes at a time when I deemed myself fairly attuned to the persistence of order to the degree that I comfortable in such an assertion.
In conclusion, while I thought that I had been busy playing the game (with a comfortable level of experience), apparently I'm still very new to it. Very new to it, the rookie indeed.
A little more context might prove beneficial. Upon the first day of Ordering the World, students were given the "task" of maintaining a blog throughout the duration of this course. I promptly created a blog and began posting; as you may have noticed, though, there aren't many posts. How come? It might simply be explained as "I imposed order."
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| I did as Mr. Travel Ferret is trying to do. Unfortunately for him, his efforts at imposing order seem rather strained. |
I began this blog on an alternative server, a different website. Quickly, though, I became frustrated by how many controls and commands were afforded on this site and, quite frankly, I was overwhelmed. Matters weren't helped by the fact that I was familiar with Blogspot (and not the other website) and I continually grew frustrated. After about a week of continual resentment, I deleted the other site and created an alternative, a "second-draft," so to speak, on Blogspot.
Seems simple enough, right? One site was more user-friendly; the other wasn't. No big deal. Perhaps not, but the philosophical ramifications of such an action are extreme. Apparently I naturally attempt to impose order; I crave it and become upset in situations (or websites) that lack it. All of this comes at a time when I deemed myself fairly attuned to the persistence of order to the degree that I comfortable in such an assertion.
In conclusion, while I thought that I had been busy playing the game (with a comfortable level of experience), apparently I'm still very new to it. Very new to it, the rookie indeed.
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| I felt like this. Very much the rookie indeed. |
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