What Interest Me This Week


I've somehow managed to finish reading the main story of Frank Herbert's Dune (appendix pending).

I've tried it during my late teen but it was above my pay grade. Reading now makes me think I could've render it better. Had I read it ten years ago it would've been more impactful.

On the surface is a simple story of a chosen-one boy wonder who came with magical talent avenging his aristocrat father's murder. Along the way he commanded the loyalty of an entire clan tough ass ball busters.

I suspect people who find it appealing are enchanted by the world-building and symbolism. The next thing for me in this little project is to check out the analysis literatures around this work. I have a hunch it's gonna be more interesting and entertaining than the original work.

Symbolism are after all is often where the true intellect is at. It's like reading into a good South Park episode.

League of Legends & the art of learning

For a few months now I've been sporadically practicing with Master Yi as the champion. He is far from a glamorous character.

Had I know that he's designed for jungling and farming I would've picked another one. I'm slowly getting decent at it but am always lagging behind in levelling up. Not levelling up means getting pwn'd in combat. I suspect there's something critical about jungling that I'm missing the memo on.

Looking back at other games I played (poker, badminton, entrepreneurship, personal relationships) it's clear that I'm a tragically slow learner.

Slow-learning has the upside of arriving at conclusions that are more robust. But it can only work if you don't know how to give up even when you should. So happen I'm cursed with that trait.

In learning slow you risk dying by a thousand cuts before realizing you're being cut. Fast learners draw patternal information from little anecdotes of data without the need for a hundred more validating data points.

Perhaps fast learners are more willing to hypothesize and bet on that very early. That willingness is a form of courage to be wrong. Sometimes that is bundled with the ability to own up and change course.

The converse means cowardly staying alive to wait for the truth to emerge, most of the time uncovered by someone else.