In my series, ‘The Secret Of Systems’ I’ve tried to explain – in as much as I understand these things myself – how a system works, and how they might be employed better. Employed, not exploited. The former is a legitimate use of a system, the latter is not.
It is the middle of the night and all is quiet. Routine on a naval ship is the normality; the routine in the small hours of the night is even more crucial, because that’s the time when people are at their least aware. It’s nature: humans are better asleep in the depths of the night. Standing around in the dark is simply not as interesting as standing around during the daytime. Even at sea, there are things to see in the daylight, like a seagull. At least there is something; when it’s dark, it’s just one fug of nothingness. The blackness becomes boring for the rating standing lookout on the bridge of the USS Porter.
A Look At Standardization.
Germany is well known for its ability to organize; its bureaucracy is legendary. There are downsides to this, though, and it is the German mind applied to colour that I wish to examine in this post. Standardization in German industry led it to be more effective at producing things, and one of the things needed to produce something is the need to paint it. It is the “Imperial [read centralized] Commission for Consistency and Quality Assurance”; the Reichs-Ausschuß für Lieferbedingungen und Gütesicherung.
One Example Of Standardization.
We live in a world that is knee deep in information. Just walking to the supermarket in our village would add a few details to the log of my mobile phone’s activity.
Well, it would if I carried it about. Information of this kind can never be perfect, and that is on account of the nature of the computer itself. A computer can’t do anything without being told to do it – this can come from another machine, but that machine will have had to be programmed. There’s a problem with programming that I’ll address at another date; suffice it to say that the programmers act out of their comfort zones. What they see is all they can see. This post will take a look at a different angle of what people want that satisfies their comfort zone. That is to say, what people want to see, where the reality is a whole lot simpler.
The Secret Of Systems, Part 12
So here is my folding bicycle, on the local train that will take me home. Bicycles that fold up travel free on the Dutch railways, if you have an ordinary bicycle, you have to buy a day ticket that costs €7. Now, according to the rule book, a bicycle has to be folded before you enter the train. As you can see, my bike is still unfolded – and will only be ‘broken’ in the middle for the swift journey home.
The Secret Of Systems, Part 11.
(Caution: adult content).
I made a mistake: I let a Dutch tradesman in my home.
Actually, it’s considerably worse than that. The consequences of my error have been far worse than I could have expected. It’s not as if these guys mean to be nasty, they are only doing their job in the way any bureaucrat will. The problem is that they’re doing the job their boss tells them to do and give it no further thought. That means when something unusual happens, they are caught unawares.
Because they removed an electrical socket from my bathroom and then forgot all about it. After all, they’re working in the bathroom, aren’t they?
So there it is: 220v just waiting to catch the pipework.
The Secret Of Systems, Part 10; The Monochrome Intellectual, Part 8
Warning: contains bad language.
As you will know if you read one of my previous posts, when it came to renovating my bathroom, they gave me a choice of three tiles for the wall. That is to say, a white tile, another white tile and a third one. Not much of a choice, but that’s the kind of choice one gets when a corporation is run by the brain-dead. From childhood onwards they never had a choice in anything they did, why should they even think of it in later life? Since this has become an ingrained habit in their thinking, this is now all they are able to imagine.