Oh, the memories... you've brought to my mind my early childhood... I was insanely (not exaggerating here) interested in learning electronics since I can remember. I was transfixed (again, no exaggeration) every time I laid my hands in some magazine or another containing those drawings called "circuits", and I wondered first what they were for, and second who on earth was smart enough to design them in the first place... thing is, there was absolutely NO ONE within my circle of influence that even remotely knew, or was interested in, electronics... and this comes from a person who had 5 siblings, 10 aunts and uncles, and more than 30 cousins... not a single one of them gave a scat about electronics, nor for that matter, was inclined to be interested in science, technology, nor engineering... Not even my school teachers gave a tiny rat's sphincter about that particular subject.I sometimes ask myself, "How the hell did I ever manage to learn electronics as a kid back in the 50's and 60's without the Internet???" I had no one I could ask, "How do I ...?"
So I just kept my eyes wide open every time I went into a bookstore or a magazine stand. And I remember sifting through all the soap opera crap that they had... see if I could find a jewel here and there... I remember a couple of times in which I found (what was then to me) the holy grail of electronics resources, and found a Popular Electronics special issue containing "more than 100 different circuits for the hobbyists"!!!! AND I DIDN'T HAVE A PENNY IN MY POCKET TO BUY THE THING! (I must've been around 12 at the time) ... so I ran to my dad and asked for a couple of bucks to buy the mag (I remember all the while I kept looking back at the stand, afraid that someone else might fetch it and deprive me of the knowledge that I so much yearned for), and he didn't even blink and gave me the money ... and I held him in deep awe and veneration after that (behold thy wise father! you mortal simpleton!) ... he denied me many stupid things I asked as a child... but he never hesitated supporting me when he knew that what I asked for was for my benefit and education (the other thing was a guitar)... God bless his soul... I didn't deserve the man... I'm beyond grateful for his having been my dad.
Anyway, looking at those diagrams was one thing, finding the parts to build them was another. And the back and forth with my dad asking for resources was yet another one... sometimes he bulged, sometimes he didn't... and every time he did, I had to take the bus to go downtown and buy the parts... that normally took several hours... I remember buying my first iron, and solder and paste... and getting burned, and being frustrated and cursing... all part of the fun...
Wanna hear something funny? I couldn't make one single circuit work until I was about 18 or 19 years old! ... now I realize it was because I kept on burning the semiconductors because I didn't know how to solder well (I had no tutor), and also because I wasn't reading the schematics right and because I wasn't being careful and was being too sloppy.... It was not until adulthood that my skills became more or less respectable, and I'm still working on them. Yes, I'm that stubborn, and then some... ask my wife.
As a final note on that subject, a solipsist believes that the universe that surrounds him has been created by his own mind, and that its existence also depends on his existence... therefore he believes himself immortal (though he doesn't believe in a God), in an abstract sort of way.For a solipsist, most of the world is just as imaginary as what I believe about the Internet.
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