Engineers are all basically high-functioning autistics who have no idea how normal people do stuff.

The fact is, almost everything you do is collaborative. Somewhere out there, someone else had a hand it it.

It's not necessarily about what career you pick. It's about how you do what you do.

It's a story of little girls who are pressed into working in sweat shops in games, who spend all day doing repetitive grinding tasks like making shirts, which are then converted into gold and sold on eBay.

Most of the books, music and movies ever released are not available for sale, anywhere in the world. In the brief time that P2P nets have flourished, the ad-hoc masses of the Internet have managed to put just about *everything* online. What's more, they've done it far cheaper than any other archiving/revival effort ever.

Write even when the world is chaotic.

Stories are propaganda, virii that slide past your critical immune system and insert themselves directly into your emotions.