Ha, the title rhymes.
I’ve been kind of silent about what I’ve been doing (other than coding profusely) over the past few weeks, and I guess it’s time to finally say something about it. In case you weren’t paying attention, the last thing I blogged about before changing from WordPress to Langosta was my CPU fan problem. I’m happy to say that the fan has been spinning normally since I changed that setting in my BIOS, so the problem remains solved (unlike the recurring bugs I keep finding in my Langosta code).
I was also happy to receive a new stick of RAM last week, so now Marklar has a full gigabyte of DDR400 PC3200 RAM. Owners of Intel systems who bought their motherboards at the same time that I bought my system might gloat and say that they have DDR2 RAM at 533 Mhz - to them I say: the speed difference is negligible, and I have a better processor (brag, brag, brag). While on the subject of Marlkar, I should note that I will have had this machine for a year next week. Yes, like all computers, mine stopped being top of the line the minute it came through my front door (or perhaps earlier). My graphics card is last-generation, my monitor is a tiny seventeen-incher, and my DVD-RW drive takes about three minutes longer to burn a full-length DVD than the current Plextor flagship recorder. And yet…I don’t give a damn about any of that. Nothing frustrates me more than listening to gamers whine on forums or in the comment areas of hardware reviews about how they have an ATI Radeon X800XT when the latest card is an X850XT. I want to shout at them: "YOU HAVE A $500 GRAPHICS CARD! THERE IS NO WAY THAT SPENDING ANOTHER $600 WILL HELP YOU IN ANY WAY!" But alas, I am one frustrated onlooker, and they are a horde of bored teenagers with too much spending money. Some of them aren’t even teenagers: I saw an article on THG yesterday about how 19" LCD monitors are becoming the standard among gamers, and 17" monitors are just too small. What? How can that be possible? My 17" LCD feels enormous, even compared to the 17" CRT that I used to use! What difference would a 19" LCD make? (Yeah, two inches, very funny.)
I should probably curb my rant before it spirals out of control. My main point is that there are way too many PC gamers out there who are addicted to always having the best possible "rig" that they can assemble. I’m amazed that there are actually people out there who buy $5000 systems from Alienware, knowing full well that that system will be out-of-date (as far as gaming is concerned) in two years. To make the purchase seem more worth it, these people then spend another $1000 each year for upgrades to make it seem like their system is still top of the line, even as it ages irreversibly. STOO-PIDD.
Yes, I plan on upgrading my system over time. I got the RAM upgrade; in another year or two I’ll probably get a new video card. That’s about $400 worth of upgrades over a two-year period. I can’t imagine needing to upgrade anything else, though. I lived with a 20 gigabyte hard drive in my old computer for five years, and even though my new 80 gigabyte drive is about half full, I highly doubt it will reach capacity before I move to a new computer. I don’t edit video, and my iTunes only take up a paltry gigabyte. The only things that take up space on my drive are game installations (sometimes as much as 4 GB for one game) and Gentoo Linux, which lives on its own 15 GB partition (it’s not anywhere near full). I am a firm believer in upgrading when my needs force me to do so, but spending $600 for the latest video card (or $1200+, if you want two running in tandem on a SLI motherboard) just so that a few shadows and lighting effects render better is completely idiotic.
Okay, now I’m going to switch to something completely unrelated: Harry Potter. I mentioned before that I preorderd the book from Amazon.com, and that worked just fine. I received it Saturday afternoon at about 3:00 and I didn’t stop reading until 3:00 the next morning. It wasn’t that this book was particularly engaging; I just wanted to know what was going to happen. My drive to continue reading didn’t come from J.K. Rowling’s excellent writing quality, but from a burning desire to not be the only one who didn’t know which character would die or who the Half-Blood Prince would turn out to be. (I advise anyone who hasn’t read the book to stop reading here because reading further will probably spoil it for you.) This might sound unbelievable, but I actually guessed that the Half-Blood Prince would be Snape when Harry found the label on the cover of the Potions textbook. It made perfect sense to me because Snape was the only person that I could think of who would have that kind of knowledge of potion-making. I also remembered faintly that Snape wasn’t pure-blood, though I don’t know which book that fact is in. After that, everything fell into place. That was the first time that I actually guessed the outcome of a book correctly, though I still didn’t know who would end up dying.
It’s hard for me to call the 6th Harry Potter book a good one. For some reason, I really didn’t like it. Maybe it was because it deviated so much from the traditional Harry Potter formula:
- Something goes wrong over the summer.
- Harry spends most of the year trying to figure out what’s going on.
- He gets attacked during the year to keep things interesting, or he almost dies multiple times (playing Quidditch, competing in the Triwizard Tournament, the Sirius Black break-in, etc.
- He finally gets to the bottom of things, but it’s always too late for anyone else to help him, so he has to solve the problem himself.
- He fights one of Voldemort’s minions or Voldemort himself (the 3rd book is an exception)
- He barely makes it out alive.
- In the first few books, he would have gone cheerfully back to Privet Drive, having saved Wizarddom from the latest threat.
- In the last three, the books end off key, with Harry happy to be alive but sad because someone died.
In the 6th book, I felt that things were very different. First, Harry’s summer was relatively quiet. He suspected Malfoy of being up to something, but he didn’t know anything about it. Then, Harry spent a large part of the year trying to figure out what Malfoy is doing, but he didn’t really try to figure out who the Half-Blood Prince was. Harry’s obsession with catching Malfoy started to get annoying (I was definitely siding with Hermione by the end of the book). Yes, Harry was right in the end, but it seemed very drawn out. He has his close call with death at the Quidditch game when he gets hit by the Bludger, but this doesn’t seem that bad. Gryffindor loses, but this isn’t the first time, so it doesn’t feel like such a bad thing. Toward the end of the book, Harry finally realizes what is going on. However, there is a big difference here between the 6th book and the others: he barely fights the Death Eaters at all. Dumbledore, in an act of incredible stupidity, decides to render Harry immobile rather than rely on him to save his own life, and though I understand why he would do this (his love mantra), I still didn’t like the fact that Harry had almost no chance to kick ass and take names. He ends up not solving the problem at all (Dumbledore dies!), and his life is not exactly as endangered by the Death Eaters as it was when his mind was being attacked by Voldemort in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic in the 5th book. It didn’t seem to me as if he had to do much of anything at all.
Maybe I shouldn’t cling to the hero-Harry that the first five books all had. Maybe I should just accept the fact that he isn’t perfect, which is why it feels so good to see him succeed in the other books. Maybe I should read the 6th book again and make sure I’m not making rash judgements considering that I read most of the book late at night in a caffeine-induced stupor.
But still…I feel like everything that I liked about the first five Harry Potter books has either worn out or been completely overturned by the 6th one. I fear that the 7th book will be so radically different from the first six that it will lack the charm that the earlier ones had completely. At the end of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Harry, Ron, and Hermione make a tentative plan to not return to Hogwarts for their 7th year, wanting to finish collecting Voldemort’s horcruxes instead. But how can it be a Harry Potter book without Hogwarts? How can there be Quidditch? What about all the teachers, and all the stuff that Harry is supposed to learn in the 7th year? Sure, grades have nothing to do with fighting Voldemort, but you would think that it would be kind of naive of Harry to think that he can just strike off on his own without learning more spells beforehand. If anything, he needs to know more than the average Hogwarts graduate to defeat Voldemort, not less. My guess is that Professor McGonagall will convince him to stay at Hogwarts, or something will happen that will keep him there, but one part of me still thinks that Rowling will strike off in that new and strange direction that the 6th book makes possible. I really hope not.
Now that I’ve written all this, at least one reader is probably saying, "It’s just a book, why all the fuss?" Well, it is just a book, but it’s also a book that’s sold more copies than just about any other. Something like 270 million, not counting the 6th book. It’s a book that millions of people will read and think about. It’s a modern classic. And other classics like Oliver Twist or 1984 just aren’t all that fun to write about, nor do they connect with me like the Harry Potter books do. Rowling does a very good job of taking the classic good vs. evil conflict that rages within everyone and making it into a gripping story. However, rather than looking at good and evil as black-and-white concepts like many other authors (especially Tolkien) do, she makes sure to add in gray areas. Those are most often felt at the end of her books, especially in the final scenes of the last three, where a character dies but Harry has survived and must somehow live on. Being a fantasy series, it wouldn’t seem like the Harry Potter books would be relevant to the lives of normal Muggles at all. But the basic good vs. evil conflict is the same for everyone; it’s just blown out of proportion in Rowling’s books so that a good accomplishment for a regular person is like Harry foiling Voldemort’s plans yet another time. We all have Death Eaters and Malfoys in our lives; the Harry Potter books show that what matters is not overcoming or beating these people, but rather the manner that we handle them. We may not always win, but we should always come out of a tough situation feeling as if we’d tried our hardest.
My problem is that trying my hardest often means trying too hard.