Reflections on Pointlessness
One of the great delights in this life is pointless optimisation. Point-ful optimisation has its place of course; it is right and proper and sensible, and, well, useful, and it also does, when first achieved, yield considerable satisfaction. But I have found I soon adjust to the newly more efficient (and equally drab) normality, and so the spell fades quickly.
Not so with pointless optimisation. Pointless optimisation, once attained, is a preternaturally persistent source of joy that keeps on giving indefinitely. Particularly if it involves acquiring a skill of some description; if the task optimised is frequent; and if the time so saved could not possibly compensate for the time and effort sunk into the optimisation process. Words cannot convey the triumph of completing a common task with hard-earned skill and effortless efficiency, knowing full-well it makes no difference whatsoever in the grand scheme of things.
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