A little more A year ago, when the Covid-19 lockdown began around the world, most people were clamoring for toilet paper and coconut food. That’s what I reached for: a search function.
The purpose of the search was somewhat irrelevant. I simply need the code. The code soothes because it can provide control at moments when the world seems to spiral. Minimally, a little bit of puzzle can be solved in programming. The tables in the living room are not just inert jigsaws, puzzles that breathe with an unusual vitality. The puzzle that causes things to happen, accomplishes things, automates the tedium, or allows word to be heard worldwide.
Shred the problem. Put them in a to-do app (I use and like things). This is how a creative universe is created. Every day, I felt like the general collapse of society was happening outside the framework of my life and I was choosing to do something by diving into exploration. Covid was big; My to-do list was reasonable.
The real joy of this project was not only in the work of exploration, but also in the refinement, polish, edge bits. Lost a few hours in the world of my own construction. Although I can’t control the weaver epidemic, I can control this tiny group of bits.
The whole process was an escape, but an escape with speed ahead. Properly styled on the keyboard removes the moment of delivery of the exact search payload, balancing the size of the index and the usefulness of the search. And most importantly, keep it all light, pleasing light. And then writing it down, doing a little “piece by piece” on GitHub and sharing it with the community. It’s like an all-out to others: go ahead now You Use it on your website. Super fast, keyboard-optimized, client-side Hugo search.
It’s not perfect, but it’s beautiful enough.
The bottom line is that the habit of approaching the code is not only a cure for itself, but also a strategy for transforming a terrifying idea into something: a function that seems to be significant, a little value for the larger whole in a moment of trouble.
I started coding When I was 10 years old and have been going through it ever since. Self-educated, mostly. I had a natural natural chaos with others. The machine was literally in a comfortable way and seemed to promise access to a world that even the adults around me didn’t know. Thus, the code became friends – a non-judgmental friend.
A pattern was set: when the complications of the social situation made me tired as a child, I went back to the code, an isolated one. Ellen Woolman writes in her book Life in Code: A Personal History of Technology“Until I became a programmer, I didn’t fully understand the usefulness of this kind of isolation: the loss of life in silence, thought, and form; for example, going to a dark room to work on a program when relationships with people are difficult.”
After reading high school middle school or assembly language books in programming BBS softwares are clearly not registered as salv. My first conscious recognition of the political power of code came a few years ago when I refracted my website from a content management system to another contract system. It’s not audible, but it’s true: I’ve been healed by a phrase like CMS, Google-unique – and for good reason.