kojima spoke of this
RF engineers are really the engineers of engineers, and I don’t mean that in a good way. I don’t think I know anyone in RF that I would describe as fully sane and neurotypical.
We’re the weird kids that built radios instead of playing outside, I guess.
Also, it’s the one subject with less women than even mech-eng in my experience (weirdly enough, I do know two female information theory professors), for whatever reason.
ooof… this was so true, noticed it while I was in the signal corps…
I went on a date with a girl who said she was going to school for communication.
We were at a bar and grill, so I misheard her and started deep diving into networks, fiber, PTP and OTA, my favorite switches and routers, why I hate and love Cisco, but why I prefer Brocade and Ruckus, was even starting to get into AM and FM when she finally stopped me:
not communications, communication. Like, you know, talking.
Oooooh. That’s cool.
And somehow I saved the date and we were together for a good five years.
Didn’t even get to satellites. She did really appreciate that she didn’t have to pay to have her macbook repaired, or any other IT shit.
talking
propaganda
message shaping
What?
The common term for “Public Relations.”
I am not asking what your definition of propaganda is. I am saying I am missing your frame of reference.
She doesn’t do propaganda. We would have never, ever dated. She ended up working at a hospital.
So I guess raising awareness for women to check themselves and how to for breast cancer (literally what she did) is somehow now propaganda.
You don’t like boobs and human lives? Are you one of those anti-breast-checkers? Breast cancer denier?
Well, I am drinking the kool-aid, Alex Jones. /simply being facetious, not mocking you, so please take no offense.
So I do computers/networks/programming, and I have a big white board in my living room.
She was finishing her bachelors and I came home one day to find she wrote “I am so sick of talking about talking!”
I didn’t erase it. Just worked around it. And I would point at it anytime I had to repeat myself. I am obviously a charmer.
But we aren’t together now, actually, because she didn’t want children and I did. So it goes.
Do tell me your opinions on Cisco. My work is somewhat adjacent and sometimes there’s an overlap but I know very little about it.
e.g. VLAN trunking.
If you use Cisco anywhere in your infrastructure, then you kind of need to use it elsewhere.
Hey hey hey, I build networks so people can talk to other people. I don’t want them talking to me.
“Once I set this bad boy up there’ll be about 8billion other people you can annoy”
I can’t help but notice that you’re attempting to communicate with other people right now.
Talking via forums is fine. I can always walk away and pick it up later. Can’t do that with realtime communications.
It sounds like it would be hilarious to try though.
Actually how some some small governments work - “okay, the discussion today has gone too heated now so we all have to go cool down and continue tomorrow.
Please don’t.
Try autism! I do that a lot. Sometimes I gotta calm down instead of going off on someone.
Or at least take the time to think about whether the topic in question is important enough to really give someone the business. The talk-business.
You see, comms networks have nice, straightforward protocols for interaction. There’s defined handshakes, everyone’s clear on who the message is for and what’s the actual content versus just the packaging (headers, etc.).
Human to human communication? Now that’s a complicated mess. Can’t always tell what the actual message is, there’s multiple carrier types (body language, voice, etc.) and it’s really bad at handling packets from multiple senders over short periods!
Real life handshakes are a mess too. It’s like a game of rock-paper-scissors.
Is it a high handshake or a low? Ah it’s a fist bump. Oh no wait, it is a low handshake! Grabs the fist
Some don’t have handshakes. Radio broadcasting just infodumps on everyone, which is also what some neurodivergent people wish they could do
I love when my one friend info dumps their literary passions at me.
They 100% think my eyes are glazing over while I’m pondering the info. Until I have follow up questions and their little autistic face lights up to re-engage.
They’re one of my favorite humans, I should text them 😄
Well duh!
Most of the RF is invisible to people.
