|Ambiwhateverous - sunday 2009-03-29 0137||last modified 2009-03-31 2004|
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My first exposure to UNIX as a user was at the University of Minnesota where I first formally learned a computer language (they had us doing BASIC and LOGO in elementary school; strangely enough, at the time that was the last of programming for the remainder of a student's tenure there). Perhaps in part to avoid the ongoing holy war of emacs vs. vi, the teaching assistants and professor never bothered introducing us to vi, only emacs. So my first instinct in editing is to type
In my first exposure to snowboarding, I waffled a bit, then made a choice to ride goofy (right foot forward). Not that I'm any good at it, but I happen to be at a point in learning where, if I don't make a conscious effort to try to ride both regular and goofy, I'll probably never be able to ride regular with any precision. So I try to switch; whenever I happen to take that month or two or that whole season to live on a mountain, I'll keep at switching. I have this unfounded suspicion that being able to ride facing either way is a useful skill.
And so it is with editors. I'm trying to learn to use vi now, in part by force because one environment simply doesn't have emacs available. My first instinct there is still to turn to emacs; a number of times I've tried to launch it only to be reminded it isn't there. Learning progresses, and fourteen years are hard to unlearn, but there are some interesting reversals. I'll be sitting at an emacs terminal and type
There's a general philosophy of traveling on both sides of an issue that one might extract if they were digging too deeply. Or maybe a fear of commitment? Now if only I could learn to write with my left hand.