Holy cow, I wrote a book!
It was interesting to me reading the reactions to my
adventures driving a manual transmission.
People seemed to be spending a lot of time trying to convince me
that if only I were to expend a bit more effort in learning the
finer points of driving a manual transmission and log enough time
behind the wheel,
then the activity will become less taxing on my mental brainpower.
But why should I care?
To me, driving is not an end in itself.
It is just a tool for solving the problem
of getting from point A to point B.
The less I have to learn about how to accomplish this task the better.
It occurred to me as I read commenter after commenter try to convince
me that my own personal priorities were incorrect
that I drive a car the same way most people use a computer.
They don't want to know about the difference between ROM and RAM
or how many floppy disks you can store in a 6 megabit cable modem.
They just want to surf the web,
send email, and look at pictures of their grandchildren.
(Okay, they may want to do other stuff too, but knowing the
difference between PIO and DMA is definitely not on the list.)
There's no point trying to get these people to learn all these
details about how computers work because they don't care.
They just want to know where they need to click to see
that picture of baby Annie.
You can even tell them that the way they're doing it is suboptimal
and there's a much more powerful way to view those pictures
which also gives them the ability to alter the gamma curve and
apply the correct color adjustment to the image to match their monitor's
but they won't care.
And I don't blame them.
Because I don't care either.