Just a quick reminder to my future self: if you ever will find yourself stuck again, spending countless hours trying to understand why Carbon Fields doesn’t work inside your brand new WordPress plugin you’re developing locally using Local environment, Composer AND a symlink to a separate plugin folder somewhere on you computer.
DELETE THAT SYMLINK
For some reason, Local + Carbon Fields + Composer + Symlink don’t really get along very well together so you’re probably better off just having a regular gitified plugin folder inside Local container. And no fancy symlinks, please.
Btw, problem persists on all environments, be it Ubuntu or macOS.
Like it or not, stock market today works as the global ocean. It engulfs everything and affects everyone. And just as the global ocean, it can wreck havoc on entire countries, even continents. There are tsunamis, storms and killer waves. Cities can be swept away in a matter of hours. But simple grain of sand can be thrown to great heights by mighty powers it can’t even begin to understand. The only way to avoid being drawn with the currents is to stay at the bottom, preferably under a huge rock (but even so you’re not 100% safe).
Do you really want to stay on the bottom for the whole life?
I say: if there is no escape, you have to learn how to stay on top of those waves. Learn how to play along with stock market and do not attempt to hide from it. There really is no way to do it in modern days.
One of my old dreams was to casually meet and have a meaningful chat with someone in a foreign country, from a completely different background. Seems easy (especially for you, extroverts!) but if you think of it, it may actually be not so simple, given our hectic lifestyle.
Well, my one-year old son 🧒 does it with such an ease that it makes me wonder, where the hell did he learn it? Yesterday, while we were walking along the seaside in Fethiye, Turkey, he saw a kid playing with a toy car. He then strolled towards the kid, inviting to play together. My son was about 4 times younger, from another country, totally different culture and yet, they got along immediately. Kids parents, seeing this, bought us an ice-cream and this is something people don’t normally do in Russia. It also happened to be the first ice-cream my son ever tasted.
After that (and some awkward moments of us don’t know what to do) they invited us three to have a tea with them in a nearest restaurant. That was truly wonderful 2 hours we spent there, talking about casual things, sharing stories about our children and just watching them play together. It’s really interesting to watch little ones communicate and care about each other.
Makes me wonder when people tend to lose this ability to understand one another, no matter what.
Thank you, Jamal, for this experience. I hope it all will be well with your mother.
There is one trait of modern society which really annoys me. I think it doesn’t have a name (yet) but is very close to well-known syndrome, called narcissism. But it’s not quite that.
People tend to blindly believe anything from influencers with huge numbers of followers on social media. Amount of bullshit sold that way is just staggering. And it’s everywhere: IT, medicine, politics, economics, science. The more “social proof” you have, the more expert you are.
Damn, even Google started taking it into account for website rankings!
C’mon, people, it doesn’t work like that. Talking about the way and walking the way are two completely different things. Buying a couple of hundred posts on forums and blogs doesn’t make one an expert in anything, it’s that simple.
To all: start thinking for yourself, it’s good for your health.
To influencers: we can definitely use some modesty here.
We’re using CLI (specifically WP CLI) a lot and this week I’ve spent a couple of days trying to find a reason for a very strange behavior. A task, scheduled to execute every 54 minutes does so, but also starts at 00 minutes every hour. I might have never found it, but that specific task sent emails at every run to different people and they started complaining about spam.