The Gods Also Cry

Chapter 2

People in need of a higher power, are those with no other means to justify their selfish behavior. Though sometimes I think there’s a computer god, that randomly selects hapless victims.

It’s the only way I can figure why Windows Vista, and even Windows 7 --screw up so often. Better reason is probably that all this fun began when Bill Gates left the company. My guess, is whoever he left in charge, is a few fries short of a happy meal.

It’s sort of like if you put city planners in charge of different neighborhoods, and each one forgets to consider the other in mapping out the streets. There’s no coordination, and an update for one department of Windows, will find another in complete disarray. Why do I care?

Because that particular incompetence has cost me a good two weeks of my life -- at least. Troubleshooting this … troubleshooting that. And we only have so much ……….. Life, that is. The troubleshooting is an entire industry, and it’s like flaws are being built into the software now, simply to support the troubleshooting industry.

It’s like if we had only one car manufacturer, and it was guaranteed to make much more of a profit when engineering something to break down. (so it’s easy to fool people that cars are just SUPPOSED to break down all the time) You are given one option to switch to their rival, but then the outrageous pricing by Apple only shows me that the two are very likely complicit in their efforts to fleece the average American customer. It’s all a racket, and mostly I think it would be kind of cool if everybody just started throwing their computers away.

Last night I spoke to Athena, and asked her what the gods were up to, lately. She said they were getting ready for a comeback, and plan to arrive in Sunnyvale by the end of next month. Zeus has been on a 20- century bender, and Aphrodite was captured by Hugh Heffner last spring. So it hasn’t been easy, but the gang has decided Earth is at a crucial period and needs to be governed a little more closely, once again.

I’m trying to convince them to come to Salt Lake City. I’m Strata, Mercury’s little-known little sister. And yes, that’s his Roman name. He always favored the Romans over the Greeks. I blame it on the way Caesar worshiped the sun naked every day at noon. My brother always was a little on the gay side. But it’s that, and he likes the idea of being a planet, rather than someone who chauffeurs the sun around. Some days it's easier to circle, than be circled.

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