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Editorial - The Joke's On Me
by Dave Bealer
Back in June I wrote a little piece about how constant CRT use can
ruin your eyes. I even ended the piece with a crack about "my
rapidly failing eyesight." Although I knew that my eyesight really
is getting worse (it goes along with being human), I never realized
how close it actually was to succumbing to my near-constant computer
use.
For more than ten years I've been working with mainframe computers,
first in college and then for a living. Since 1986 I've added to
the strain by fooling with personal computers at home almost every
night. For the last year, the at-home use has been really intense as
I bang out an issue of RAH each month. Something had to give sooner
or later...it turned out to be sooner. During the week of July 12th
I began to experience sore eyes and headaches near the end of my
shift at work. An eye exam that Saturday (my first since the 1970s)
showed only mild astigmatism.
Astigmatism is really nothing to worry about, it merely means that my
eyes are misshapen. Instead of their normal spherical shape, my eyes
now look like a pair of pears. Red pears at that, probably Bartlett.
The only good news was that my distance vision is still reasonably
good. The exam resulted in a prescription for reading glasses. Oh,
joy!
So here I am, one of the clumsiest human beings ever to stumble
around the planet, wearing a very expensive and fragile collection of
wire and finely ground, UV coated, scratch resistant plastic. This
will last. Sure. I hear they've started a pool at work to guess how
long it will be until I sit-on, lose, or otherwise destroy these
silly things. Nobody took a date more than a month away. {RAH}