There are a lot of innovations and a lot of bugged areas/zones/quests monsters, but in summary, Blizzard has trimmed the fat. Kudos.
Category Archives: Nonfiction
The Votes Are In
I have enjoyed the responses to my announcement of completing FRAGILE GODS. Thank you all. As ever, your encouragement and support means the world to me.
I mentioned a couple of other projects as candidates for my next undertaking, and the support for ACCELERATING THE PROGRESS OF MANKIND BY USING YOUR TURN SIGNAL has been overwhelming. I’m very excited about this project myself, and your votes have only fueled the fire.
So with all the vigor of a rabid squirrel, I will now tackle the task of reforming the world in ways that will improve life for everyone. This project is proof that I won’t merely be content to be published; no, my ambition is such that I must change the world. (If changing the world comes with a paycheck, so much the better.)
It is refreshing to write nonfiction. It feels somehow cleaner. Don’t get me wrong; I think of myself as a storyteller. But nonfiction, particularly motivational nonfiction, is like telling you a story that might become true, just for the telling of it.
Personally, I can’t think of anything more exciting.
My Year 2000 Valentine’s Day Rant
The following comes from an email I wrote February 13th in the year 2000 to address the many faults and problems with what is, in my opinion, the sorriest excuse for a “holiday” we celebrate. Most of this is still accurate. Parts of it were very personal. Continue reading
SATURDAY SPOTLIGHT: The Best Book Ever Written
Each Saturday, Jason spotlights one product or service he finds particularly useful or enjoyable; the kind of things that make you wonder, “Why doesn’t everyone have this?”
Welcome back to www.jasonrpeters.com. Happy weekend. I hope your year is going as well as mine is. Or if you’re reading this on Facebook, I feel sorry for you, but thanks anyway; accidental support is better than no support at all.
There it is in the picture I took just moments ago: The book in my library more times than any other, so thoroughly used and abused that it is entirely falling apart.
I wish I could claim to be holier-than-thou enough for that to be the Bible, but it isn’t. Nor any other “religious” text in the traditional sense.
No, I’m not talking about a book I’ve ever read out of duty, but so eagerly and repeatedly that I have no idea when I first read the book. This story is as much a part of my psyche as any distant memory or cherished event, and has shaped my personality my whole life.
The book is written in text of two colors; red and green in my copy, though I have seen other color pairs. The colors correspond to worlds within the book; red for our world, green for the fantasy world. And when you finally get halfway through the book, and a character from our world who always appeared in red text suddenly appears in green pose, it’s a shocking and meaningful moment. (This same technique was adopted by The Matrix which used blue tinge for the real world and green tinge for all events that occurred in the Matrix.)
Each chapter begins with beautiful large capitals of the Alphabet. In order. The first chapter starts with “A”, the second with “B”, and the last with “Z”, and the book is one prologue and exactly 26 chapters. It must have been my 100th reading before I even realized this.
If you’ve ever read it, you already know exactly the book I’m talking about. But if you haven’t read it, I’m about to name the title. And if ANY of you mention a MOVIE which bears almost nothing in common with the book except the title, I shall disown you. That’s like if someone asks you if you’ve read the Bible, and you say no, but I saw The Passion of the Christ. Actually it’s worse, because Passion for all its flaws was a deep and meaningful movie, and The Neverending Story was a complete joke in comparison to the book.
Don’t tell me you liked the movie. I know. I liked it too, until I read the book and realized how thoroughly it had been spit on by filmmakers hoping to make a quick buck at the expense of true storytelling. It happens to contain some of the same characters and concepts, but that’s it.
In the movie, the Nothing is a kind of destructive windstorm. In the book, the Nothing is a nothingness creeping over Fantastica, like a non-gravitational black hole. Things near it lose color and fade until they are simply…nothing.
In the movie, the Southern Oracle is a pair of Sphinxes that speaks with a disembodied voice. In the book, the Sphinxes are creatures that send out riddles with their eyes and are just one of three tests Atreyu must pass to speak to the southern oracle, which IS disembodied voice made up of poetry and song, that only speaks in rhyme, and can only hear questions that are phrased in verse.
In the movie, Atreyu is a whiny child that basically yells at every creature and monster he encounters. In the book, Atreyu is an accomplished and solemn hunter.
In the movie, when Bastion names the Childlike Empress, the Nothing is banished and Bastion is the hero and the movie ends.
In the book, when Bastion names the Childlike Empress “Moon Child”, thereby expressing his belief in Fantastica and abolishing the Nothing, he is transported into Fantastica to meet with the Childlike Empress. Just like in the movie, except that the story is just beginning. The movie left out such insignificant details as the Auryn granting Bastion’s wishes until he is handsome, strong, and brave, and climbs trees hundreds of feet high and rides across the Desert of Many Colors on the back of lion as deadly as death itself.
The movie left out such minor moments as Bastion’s social and political rise to power, waited on hand and foot by every kind of creature imaginable as he begins a selfish quest to force the Childlike Empress to reappear to him.
The movie left out such minor details as Bastion’s conquering the Ivory tower, declaring himself emperor, and Atreyu’s war against him which left the Ivory tower bloodied and broken, and Bastion destitute and lonely until he finds the City of Old Emperors; the sad remains of Fantastica’s other usurpers, and Bastion learns that he can just barely go home.
The movie left out the entire point of the book, which was Bastion’s relationship with his father, healed only after he learned all the lessons that Fantastica had to offer, after having experienced everything from being an Emperor with godlike powers to being lost and alone and forgotten in a strange world and no memory of how he arrived, or at the worst moments, even who he was.
It is true that the second movie brought in some of the concepts from the second half of the book. But it did an even worse job than the first movie. Comparing The Neverending Story 2 film to the second half of the book is a little like comparing Dora The Explorer to Lord of the Rings. So please, I beg you, don’t.
I fear something, though, after having written this article. If you finally read the book, you will be disappointed by the expectations I’ve set. So let me do what I can to temper those expectations, and assure you that your experience will not be the same as mine.
1. The book is a German children’s book. It was translated into English, and though I own a German copy, I cannot read German and so I fear the book may have lost some of the original depth.
2. I read and fell in love with this book as a child. You’re an adult now, and you will be critical of things that never bothered me.
3. Like the trope Seinfeld is Unfunny, there are probably books, movies, and shows that have borrowed from this book without even realizing it. When I first read it, the concepts and elements were new to me. They will not be new to you.
4. Some of the names in the book are cheesy, since it WAS written for children. The name “Fantastica” doesn’t do much for me, for starters. You will have to find the kid in you to get past these things if they bug you.
5. Bastian is a little wimp/panzy/loser/crybaby. He will be difficult for some of you to identify with. I identified with him precisely because his experience growing up was much like mine. If you have never been chased by bullies or made fun of for your appearance, you won’t know what I’m talking about and the book won’t mean as much to you.
6. ANY time a book or movie is recommended, the recommendee NEVER likes it as much as the recommender. So you won’t like this book as much as I did, guaranteed.
7. All taste is subjective. I’m not saying this is the best book ever written in literary terms, in symbolism, in critical acclaim, in sales, in popularity. Nor do I think it ever will be. I am saying that this book spoke directly to my soul in ways that greatly surpass almost everything else I’ve ever read, and therefore in my life, in my subjective experiences, and in my little selfish corner of the universe, that makes it the best book ever written.
When I read it, I was learning about myself. When you read it, you may also learn about yourself, but it’s more likely that you’ll be learning about me.
Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy it. I’d loan you my copy, but it is virtually destroyed already.
The Most Valuable Gift I Got This Christmas
Remember the non-fiction book I mentioned? Of course you don’t; imagine my ego to assume that you would! The nerve of me.
Doesn’t matter. My grandparents gave me the book pictured left, which before cracking it open and reading a page, I thought, “That’s nice” and didn’t think much else.
Then I started to read.
In just two weeks I have become the biggest fan of Dave Ramsey’s teachings about money management. I’d already heard of another book by Ramsey, Financial Peace, because I have a coworker whose a big fan of it. I had already begun to enact some of those principles in how I spend money, for no other reason than because they just made sense. The Total Money Makeover appears to be the cliffnotes version of Financial Peace in shorter, broader strokes.
He begins the book by telling you what the book is NOT, which I love:
The book is NOT politically correct.
It is NOT a way to get rich quick.
It does NOT contain secrets (or even details) of investing.
It does NOT solve your problems without hard work.
What it does do, at least what it has done for me, was convince me that with a little sacrifice and a lot of effort and attention, my wife and I can be debt free in a few short years, and through rigorous investing thereafter, might retire as millionaires.
Again, no “get rich quick” schemes or gimmicks; he’s talking about spending years and years and years investing, and that’s only after you’ve freed up tremendous amounts of your income compared to the average American.
The steps themselves are simple, but most people just don’t exercise the discipline to put them into action.
1. Save up $1,000 liquid emergency fund.
2. Pay down your smallest debt. After that debt is paid, use its monthly payment as additional money for your next smallest debt. Use both those payments in your third smallest, and so forth.
There are more steps, but I’m going to pause right there because that’s the one that has me fired up and excited. Because it’s so easy if you just actually do it.
I’ve tried to talk to friends and co-workers about this, and as Dave predicts in his book, they just don’t get it.
“Imagine having no payments except your mortgage by 2012,” I posit.
My friends answer this as if I’d said, “Imagine having a flying horse by 2012,” and they answer appropriately.
“That sure would be nice. Keep dreaming.”
What? No. I’ve already done the math.
In our case (me and my wife’s), we attended an expensive private school (we didn’t know any better. We do now.) So our debt is going to take a bit longer to pay off: ~4 years at our current salaries. That may sound like a long time, but in my case, that’s roughly half the time it took me to go to school. Had we started the first year we were out of school, we’d be done by now.
It’s not magic, it’s not mythical, and it’s not hypothetical. It’s posssible.
But most Americans truly cannot even imagine living without debt, and dogmatically insist that it’s impossible to have no credit cards and no car payments, and no payments of any kind.
In the meanwhile, I’m convinced that most people have no idea just how much money they make because they throw quite a lot of it away. I’ve looked at the numbers in our budget, and without loans, we’d have a lot of spending money, even after rigorous investing. And I can tell you, we don’t make that much money overall. Neither of us pulls a salary I would consider even remotely “comfortable”. But when you look at where all the money is going, and how much of it is wasted on interest, it becomes clear there’s a lot more to be had than we thought.
If we manage it intelligently.
Step 3 is to save 3-6 months of expenses in some liquid form.
Step 4 is to invest 15% of your gross income. Which should be a cakewalk if you have no bills except mortgage and utilities.
Step 5 is to save for your children’s college eduction.
Step 6 is to pay off your mortgage. Entirely.
During all of this, you don’t charge ANYTHING to a credit card or loan. Ever. No 90 days same as cash. No car payments – you pay cash. No student loans; if you want to go to school, you pay cash.
People will insist you need a good credit rating. Why? If you aren’t borrowing anything, whom do you have to depend on for credit?
I’m sold, and I’m determined to be a millionaire by the time I retire, even if (god forbid) I never sell a single book. Not by some magic formula or get rich quick scheme. But by making the necessary sacrifices now to eliminate debt and keep more of my own paycheck.
I’ve done the math myself. There’s no reason it won’t work, except possibly lack of follow-through.
But by now, most of you already think I’m crazy for trying. That’s okay. I expected that.
Just because it isn’t racism doesn’t mean it’s not discrimination.
I have never been hired for a job when I wore eyeglasses to the interview. I have always been hired when I wore contact lenses instead.
The same statistics apply to my dating life.
Glasses = no date or girlfriend. With contact lenses…perhaps success was not guaranteed, but at least there were successes.
When I was growing up, my younger brother was popular and well-liked by guys and girls alike. I was an outcast, and the god’s honest truth is I spent much of my time hanging out with my brother’s friends because for the most part, I didn’t have friends of my own. My brother was regarded as good at sports, whereas I was picked last for every single team event gym class had to offer. My brother never needed glasses; I did.
When I was in high school, a girl once asked me:
Your dad and your brother are really cute! …what happened to you?
(If you’re wondering, my father does not wear glasses.)
One is tempted to blame my classmates for the way I was treated, but I submit to you that my classmates are blameless. They were taught to view glasses-wearers a certain way.

Stuttering, nervous and insignificant news reporter Clark Kent wears glasses. His alter ego, Superman, who rescues women and stops bullets, does not. Downtrodden and clumsy Peter Parker, who slouches his shoulders and becomes tongue-tied around women, wears
glasses. The hero Spider-man, who can win a high school cafeteria fight without throwing a single punch, does not.


Quiet, unassuming watchmaker Gabriel Gray of the Heroes ensemble wears glasses. The villain Sylar, who is nigh unstoppable and takes what he wants without asking, does not wear glasses.
Jerry Seinfeld, the hero of his own iconic sitcom, does not wear glasses (at least not in the show). His loser friendGeorge Castanza, who deliberately or accidentally sabotages every single job or relationship, wears glasses all the time. Mutual friend Elayne Benes, who is sometimes socially awkward and sometimes relatively normal, sometimes wears glasses. (Go figure.)
I think these women would be pretty good looking if they weren’t wearing glasses.
–Jerry Seinfeld, “The Glasses“, Seinfeld, NBC, aired May 30th, 1993.
Do you think perhaps that glasses are a sign of intelligence? I urge you to reconsider. Jimmy Neutron, boy genius, does not wear glasses. His sidekick Carl Wheezer, wears glasses though, and is described as “nervous, timid and suffering from hypochondria”.

One major annoyance wearing glasses is that one cannot also wear sunglasses — at least, not and retain some shred of dignity, unless you shell out major money for prescription sunglasses or eyeglasses which change shade to match your environment.
And I confess to you, my biggest concern when putting on a pair of sunglasses is not protecting my eyes from the sun (although that is also a factor, particularly with eyes as light as mine), but vanity.
Someone in sunglasses is much cooler than someone without them.

Bad to the bone.
For your consideration, I submit to you Ahnold in the glory of his Terminator 2 days, complete with motorcycle, leather jacket, and shotgun, while “Bad to the Bone” plays in the soundtrack. This objet d’art would not be complete with a dark pair of sunglasses, even in the dark of night.
Just imagine this fearsome terminator wearing a large pair of spectacles instead and see whether he inspires the same fear and awe — I think not.
So far I’ve just been citing examples and letting you make up your mind. But does the issue go any deeper?
They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. Perhaps part of the reason sunglasses make you look “tougher” is because they mask those windows.
In behind-the-scenes footage, actor Lawrence Fishburne admitted to deliberately removing his sunglasses for the semi-truck fight scene with an Agent in The Matrix: Reloaded. His reasoning? He wanted his character to appear more vulnerable, in part to reprise his near-fatal beating in the first movie, for which he also lost the shades.
If showing your eyes makes you appear more vulnerable, and hiding them less so, what does that say about prescription glasses? They have one of two effects on your appearance:
They can make your eyes look tiny and distant, or larger and bug-eyed. Next time you’re chatting with a friend in spectacles, take a moment to see how his or her appearance is distorted.
Either way, it makes you look more vulnerable.
Before we conclude, take a moment to glance over this article. Look at each pair of pictures. In each pair, you’ll find a bumbling doofus and one suave hero. Which is which? And what’s the most obvious difference between them?
If you wear glasses, you’re a nerd, dork, dweeb, loser, or victim. You can’t wear sunglasses to be bad to the bone like the terminator or the savior of two worlds like Neo.
Heroes like Superman, Batman, and Spider-man don’t need glasses to save lives. Geniuses like Jimmy Neutron don’t need glasses. Comedians like Jerry Seinfeld don’t need glasses.
If you want to play the part of the bumbling sidekick, though, be prepared to don a pair of onerous frames.
And if you’re forced to wear them in reality, be prepared to be relegated to the part of bumbling sidekick.
Dear Apple
Dear Apple,
I love my ipod.
I hope someday to have an iphone, but only if you sign a contract with my carrier instead of a carrier with a reputation for dropped calls.
I have nothing against Macs though as a gamer I have opted for many a PC (though this stands for “personal computer” and shouldn’t necessarily refer to architecture. Aren’t Macs personal?)
But please, for the love of Thor, stop offering to install Safari on my computer. I have no need of it. I have no use for it. There is not a thing I would do with it if it were installed (except, perhaps, uninstall it).
Please stop offering to install it just because I install other Apple software.
Sincerely,
One who is less likely to be your customer in the future.

I think these women would be pretty good looking if they weren’t wearing glasses.