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by noname123 4471 days ago
I'll start. I want to work so hard because I want to get up on a podium someday at my high school or college podium and make a "f-you all" speech like Jerry McGuire in "Jerry McGuire" (1996). I want to make all of the guys who bullied me or dismissed me wonder looking at me how they got where they are now. I want to make all of the girls/ex'es who spurned me or laughed at me wonder why they didn't see the diamond in the rough and where they are now with their faded beauty.

I want to make all of my co-workers/bosses/peers who droned on smugly about their "weekend project" or play politics shameless/gunning for promotions that I was passed up for or social networked and got lucky and got funding because of BS skillz, feel jealous in their deepest of their hearts and acknowledge my technical prowess for a moment despite every ounce in their masculine alpha-geek conscience begrudging the idea. Like Conan the Barbarian, "What is the meaning of life? To Crush your enemies, see them driven before you and hear the lamentation of their woman!"

But my conscience tells me that I have to tone it down a bit because I'm not a jock, I don't want to stoop down to the same level of those who've bullied me. I'm a sensitive hacker in every sense of the goodness and owning that word, I live in Brooklyn (but not Williamsburg); I'm not a hipster and I take my gf every weekend to the indie movie theatre and we discuss the scenes and snuggle afterwards. But then I get on the Ubuntu laptop and hack on my github repo. I'm not a jock and I'm not a hipster, I'm a sensitive hacker.

I want to start a company not for the money because once it gets big, not only will give me financial freedom but will give me an opportunity to give back to the open-source community (after all, isn't what social networking is originally about, finding an connection). I'll start a blog with a side-bar with me as the Founder of X. I'll give the traditional old media/education/gov't and even tech establishment a piece of my mind, information is suppose to be free, college is dead, employee's are companies not employees, bitcoins is the future and the establishment is just afraid of change. I'll work hard, I'll code and code some more until I ship, in between the late night hackathon and late afternoon coding hangover, I'll tweet for a break, I'll share on your FB wall, I'll reddit and share my thoughts with the community (after all, that's what coding is about, finding a connection),

I occasionally come across article about burn-outs. Of course, I've had that for sure, no correction, I've had many mental breakdowns. It makes me pause, think and re-evaluate. But I've grown wiser and stronger, I'm not that same person. I know what's important in my life. My friendships and my SO. I'm going to book a ticket on Stubhub for a show next weekend that I and my GF can go to, starred artist on her Spotify. And just booked another trip to Austin to visit my college friend, just in time for SXSW. (After all, that's what life is about, finding a connection). I and my SO taking salsa lessons and I bike on weekends to find another positive outlet to vent my frustration and energy (after all, that's what life is about, trying out new things and discovering yourself). I'm saving money consciously for a down payment for a house after reading more about passive income because I'm growing to become an adult.

I'm an responsible adult now, a sensitive hacker who hacks; And I'll code and code some more and then I'll spend some quality time with my SO.

And I will ship, that's for sure. Ship or die trying.

5 comments

Why do you care about those people?

I suspect that in a few more years, you'll revoke their license to occupy your brain and control your path in life. That's true freedom.

Some people don't realize this until it's too late, and all they can do is look back and say, "for what?"

If your ego doesn't kill you, it will rob you of your best years, so be careful.

> Why do you care about those people?

Powerful words.

I disagree with the parent comment even though I share a lot of the same thoughts, feelings and desires. Vengeance would surely be great, for a moment. But your words say it well. Who cares what people think? Your point on ego is spot on.

FWIW, OP focuses a little too much on "finding a connection" and consistently saying, "that's what life is about." IMO, life isn't about anything. Calm down. Relax. Everything is arbitrary. While I think it's great OP has found meaningful activities, the things he finds enjoyable sound dreadful to me.

But we're all different :)

I hate to unveil, but you guys realize that my post is a satire right? Told in the words of the self-proclaimed "sensitive hacker," e.g., the Asian and Caucasian American computer programmer in his mid-to-late 20's who go to Mexican burrito places for work lunches and talk of big dreams and sulk on lonely nights, imagining triumphs over past slights,

> But my conscience tells me that I have to tone it down a bit because I'm not a jock, I don't want to stoop down to the same level of those who've bullied me.

He's exactly like the jock in that he carry the same insecurities/low self-esteem and look for an arbitrary status symbol (e.g., funding, startup exit) in his given social circle to overcompensate, belittle those who don't have it. Except he can't admit it to himself and is convinced that he's better (when he's no better) than Jerry McGuire and Arnold Schwarzenegger aka the sales guy or the project manager who are slightly duchey and hits on the office manager and graphics designer girls.

> I live in Brooklyn (but not Williamsburg); I'm not a hipster ... I'm not a jock and I'm not a hipster, I'm a sensitive hacker.

Although he participates in the same consumerist activity as the "hipster", going to Whole Food's, indie shows, bicycle ride-along's etc. He consider himself a special and unique breed, a "sensitive hacker" just like the "hipster" who believe their outwardly bohemian, counter-mainstream "attitude" somehow validate themselves; When Arduino and HN, like American Apparel is just niche marketing.

> I'll start a blog with a side-bar with me as the Founder of X ... I'll tweet for a break, I'll share on your FB wall,

He is convinced that his goal to "give back" and "blogging/startuping" is altruistic and giving back to community - when it's really his need to feel altruistic. What he really wants is to have a soap box to stand on, a podium to have his voice heard. The irony is that as much as he wants to be heard (and validated), he doesn't think really to listen to those right besides by him but is scared that he isn't heard - so aims to shout louder and try to drown out all the other "shouters."

> I'm going to book a ticket on Stubhub for a show next weekend that I and my GF can go to, starred artist on her Spotify ... I'm saving money consciously for a down payment for a house after reading more about passive income because I'm growing to become an adult.

He follows life like a mom checks off a grocery list or a Cosmos reader following the sex tips on Cosmos. Does he really know his friend or significant other or himself, or does he just like the idea of the clique, traveling, the relationship, Brooklyn or fears the missing out as he hear those around him get "richer" and "happier."

The biggest tragedy or comedy in life, depending on how you look at it, is people locking themselves in mental prison and self-styled martyrdom all in the name of the pursuit of freedom. There comes a time when a man must ask themselves whether a Renee Zellweger nose completes him - just shut up ... reset that broken nose.

I'm sorry you felt you had to unveil.

I got it. Made my day. If there's ever a chance where we're in close geographic proximity I'll buy you a beverage of your choice.

Nice meta-comment! Your facetious meter is up to eleven, although I don't think they will get it.
Yes ehl, thanks for acknowledging the point - but who are we to judge? It is up to each man to discover who they're through experience, advice are worthless and the youth is only wasted on the young. And that's life in an essence: I'm finished. I'm fucked. Show Me the Money! You complete me ... just shut up, you had me at hello.
Considering the first half: your are playing their game, isn't it? (something like this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UEv1L4MCHj8)
This is beautiful. I feel like it describes past, present, and future me and gives me hope and some nice guidelines.
I'm printing this.