Wednesday, February 2, 2022

Introducing "Widget Wednesday"

I'm kicking off a regular feature that digresses more than a little from the usual focus on programming as a vocation and a business.  

I've been faffing about with Arduino since January of 2015 and failing my way into micro-controller programming every since.  To date, I've done far more personal tinkering than professional work.  And while I've learned whole new skills throughout the last seven years, the lesson that hit hardest was how the overlap between folks who understand circuitry and folks who can write code for micro-controllers is surprisingly thin.  

That said, the RaspberryPi and, to a greater extent, Arduino (and the ecosystem it spawned) have been nothing short of game-changing.  Correspondingly, an abundance of inexpensive, usually breadboard-friendly electronics (what I'm going to call "widgets" from here on out) has mushroomed.  Which puts both those ecosystems into something of a virtuous cycle.

Mostly, I play for Team Arduino.  My use-case for the RaspberryPi has largely involve running tiny, specialised web servers inside a network.  In this context, I adore the Pi.  But for what's generally known as "physical computing"?  It's a sub-optimal form-factor.  Now, for all I know, this might have changed with later models.  But the earlier Pi iterations offered a laughably low amount of current to any 3rd party widgets connected to them.  I'm talking about hooking up three 3mm LEDs and powering them at ~80% capacity.  From a board that requests a 2-Amp power supply (enough to power 100 of these LEDs)?  Yeah, laughable.

Additionally, my experience with the Pi (thus far) is that it's Global Thermonuclear Armageddon(TM) levels of overkill when it comes to the computing power it takes to process these widgets' input and output.  Mainly because whatever's controlling the widget often only needs to know "Is it on or is it off right at this very microsecond/nanosecond?" Or, "Does this widget need to be on or off at this very nanosecond/millisecond?"  Or, if we start to get fancy, "Is it outputting a current somewhere between 0V and 5V right now?"  

For that purpose, the Arduino's 8-bit processor and trivial storage space are more than adequate.  Face it:  8-bit computing ran the original Space Shuttles.  And I'm more interested in the Space Shuttle, vs. the number-crunching IBM beasties that computed its trajectories/orbits Back In The Day(TM).

Now.  For a 21st-century web programmer who takes 64-bit processing with gigabytes of memory/storage for granted, there was for sure some Getting-Used-To(TM) involved.  But I was lucky enough to stumble into Programming School(TM) in the 1990s when C/C++ was still used to flush out the posers.  (Hello, bit-shifting and bit-masking!)  Then stuff like StackOverflow happened and embedded computing stopped being such a High Priesthood.

But as much as I manage to fumble and faff my way through circuit-diagrams, I will always, always see things through a coding lens.  Alas, that's not the best perspective from which to learn - much less presume to coach anyone else in learning -- this topic.  I personally know at least a half-dozen folks who have legit. forgotten more circuitry than I will ever know.  But they come to me for code.  And there lies the rub.

So on those occasions when I'm asked to teach Arduino, I am fully, cringingly, aware of the huge disservice I'm doing by skimming through the bare-bones concepts of, say, Ohm's law or how to calculate resistor values.  Or what to look for in a datasheet.  Yadayadayada.

Because the reality is that if you're already a programmer, learning the Arduino API is literally the least of your concerns.   That's even true when you get bored with the API and branch out into the pure C/C++ code beneath the surface...or (gasp!) the snippets of Assembly language that can be spliced in when performance matters.  No, it's the hardware (not to mention the electromagnetic branch of physics) that will hose you from Hell to breakfast and back again.  So you'd better get used to the idea before you get cocky.  There's coding for the hermetically-sealed walled garden of a web browser or smartphone.  And then there's the messy real world.  Where allllllllll sorts of things can go wrong.

The upshot is that, while I might have to screen-shot snippets of code from time to time, right now I really can't see needing anything like a Git repository.  Maybe for the datasheets?  I dunno -- I guess we're going to find out together.

Specifically, I will be focusing on electronics components that I have used -- or for which I have a designated project.  In reality, a lot of this will be an exercise in me thinking out loud, to some degree organising a meandering reference manual for my own sweet sake.  Documenting things, even things I already know, forces me to understand them at a deeper level.  Writing, even as a moderately fast typist, slows me down.  That's a good thing.  I have no option but to question how, exactly, I actually came to know what I think I know.  Sometimes that's a rude awakening.  But again, this is a good thing.  

Thus, this series/feature will start off pretty basic and hew fairly close to the proverbial metal:  Elemental generic components to start, progressing to inexpensive, breadboard-friendly "breakout boards."  Again, we can thank the Pi/Arduino ecosystems for the absolute embarrassment of riches we now enjoy here.  Limor Fried's Adafruit (and similar businesses like Sparkfun) has reaped the dividends of the education they've sown (in tandem with making these boards affordable enough to take a lot of the risk out of tinkering).  Explaining basic concepts like "What is a circuit?"  "How are Current, Resistance, and Voltage related?" in a way that doesn't make anyone feel condescended-to is an invaluable service to beginners who might not have access to formal education.  

Additionally, Adafruit and Sparkfun, like the Digikey-/Mouser-scale suppliers, are good about providing datasheets/specs.  (WIDGET SHOPPING COMMANDMENT #1:  Thou shalt not add a widget to thine cart without downloading its datasheet.)  Datasheets exist to splash some cold reality on the idea you had in this morning's shower.  E.g.: This widget won't (reliably) work if the ambient temperature is below the freezing point.  Or:  This widget operates at a different voltage than the microcontroller.

But, helpful as tutorials and datasheets both are -- and you always read them both, riiiiiiiiight??? -- someone stepping beyond the "Hello, World!" winky-blinky LED phase of embedded electronic development is left to fend for themselves on their first non-trivial project.  That can leave a newbie on the proverbial horns of a dilemma:

  • A widget's datasheet will tell you the min./max.voltages/currents/temperatures/etc. of where it will and won't work.  But it's hardly inspiring.  
  • A project found on the web may have a given widget in its parts-list but give no clue about what makes that particular widget a good fit for that particular project.  (So screw your project, amirite?)

"Widget Wednesday" aims to fill that gap.  So when a given widget is profiled, the first thing covered is "What is it good for?" Then we'll address things like constraints, limitations, tolerances, reliability, etc..  Like I said, I've been doing this for several years; I have a few war-stories to share.  Elsewhere, I've only been half-joking when I've said that the most toe-curling five words in the English Language are "Ask me how I know."  Stick with me, and you'll find out.

Until next time, Tchein ton siault d'beluets!

Friday, January 15, 2021

Frivolous Friday, 2021.01.15, the Stan Rogers edition

I'm not sure how, but we're apparently All About the sea-shanties this week,  So here's a double-barrelled middle finger to the January 6th Capitol Hill terrorists, courtesy of a U.S. expat living in Maritimes Canada.  (Note:  All the Stan Rogers versions seem to be locked up by YouTube or Reddit, but this is a lovely, lively cover:  https://vimeo.com/182341839)

Oh, the year was twenty and twenty-one --
How I wish I was employable now! --
When viral tweets from the tangerine King
Riled the scummiest rabble I'd ever seen:
Hell-ban them all! I was told,
We'd take back votes that the Democrats stole,
Wave our guns, drink lib'ral tears.
Now I'm a D-list player in the Vlog-o-sphere
The last of Donald's Privateers.

When four red states flipped over to blue --
How I wish I was employable now! --
The Murdochs & Mercers & alt-right hive
Swore that two plus two added up to five:
Hell-ban them all! I was told,
We'd take back votes that the Democrats stole,
Wave our guns, drink lib'ral tears.
Now I'm a D-list player in the Vlog-o-sphere
The last of Donald's Privateers.

The "patriot" crowd was a sickening sight --
How I wish I was employable now! --
Some came armed with zip-ties or horns or bombs,
And the half of them driven there by their Moms
Hell-ban them all! I was told,
We'd take back votes that the Democrats stole,
Wave our guns, drink lib'ral tears.
Now I'm a D-list player in the Vlog-o-sphere
The last of Donald's Privateers.

The Ellipse spiels were the opening act --
How I wish I was employable now! --
Rudy and fail-sons and Papa, too
Each blessed the mayhem we came to do:
Hell-ban them all! I was told,
We'd take back votes that the Democrats stole,
Wave our guns, drink lib'ral tears.
Now I'm a D-list player in the Vlog-o-sphere
The last of Donald's Privateers.

We swarmed the building with the big white dome --
How I wish I was employable now! --
We smashed glass and doors, maybe foiled some locks
But quick-witted aides saved the ballot-box:
Hell-ban them all! I was told,
We'd take back votes that the Democrats stole,
Wave our guns, drink lib'ral tears.
Now I'm a D-list player in the Vlog-o-sphere
The last of Donald's Privateers.

I prowled the halls spoiling for a fight --
How I wish I was employable now! --
A trial-by-combat with Pelosi
Or a best-two-out-of-three versus AOC:
Hell-ban them all! I was told,
We'd take back votes that the Democrats stole,
Wave our guns, drink lib'ral tears.
Now I'm a D-list player in the Vlog-o-sphere
The last of Donald's Privateers.

We snapped our selfies without a mask --
How I wish I was employable now! --
We took our trophies and set out for home,
Not one of us packing a burner-phone:
Hell-ban them all! I was told,
We'd take back votes that the Democrats stole,
Wave our guns, drink lib'ral tears.
Now I'm a D-list player in the Vlog-o-sphere
The last of Donald's Privateers.

My name was added to the No-Fly List --
How I wish I was employable now! --
Tho' I was down with Capitol Police,
I was doxxed to the G-men by my teenaged niece:
Hell-ban them all! I was told,
We'd take back votes that the Democrats stole,
Wave our guns, drink lib'ral tears.
Now I'm a D-list player in the Vlog-o-sphere
The last of Donald's Privateers.

President Harris is the Anti-Christ --
How I wish I was employable now! --
I'll sign off now before I wake me Mom--
Click 'Like' and donate to my Patreon:
Hell-ban them all! I was told,
We'd take back votes that the Democrats stole,
Wave our guns, drink lib'ral tears.
Now I'm a D-list player in the Vlog-o-sphere
The last of Donald's Privateers.

Thursday, April 18, 2019

May I have a word?

I suppose the multi-week gap between project completion and project installation was a chance to check for "drift" on the two DS-3231 real-time clocks (RTCs) that went into "Mark II" of the Office Finches' overhead lighting.  Small mercies 'n all...






For those folks just tuning in, I added a shelf to the corner of their corner of the office a couple summers ago.  The overhang blocks the already-not-abundant natural lighting of a NE-facing window.  The "Mark I" was extremely prototype-y.  Like, 5mm-LEDs-in-breadboards prototype-y.  I wish I were making that up.  (Moral of the story:  Never underestimate the longevity of V1.0.)  The "Mark II"'s design supercedes that at the cost of some duplication, yet with fewer components overall.  What's shown above is mirrored by a twin just 30cm or so to the right.

Anyhoo, Adafruit -- the Great-Grand-Godmother of every winky-blinky cosplay project on the planet, or so it seems -- batched their NeoPixels into a handy ring.  And, to their credit, each of these 12 itty-bitty-winky-blinkies punches well above its weight @18mA a pop.  The office walls are mostly a darker green, so I was initially disappointed in the lighting levels.  But after the (white) table, (white) cages, and (mostly-white) cover-cloth were all back in place, I had nothing to complain about.  And that's just with 24 pixels.

They also massively streamline the design overall:  Base (white) lighting, rotating RGB (to vary the light-spectrum), motion-activated night-lighting, and a top-of-the-hour "disco" light-show to keep an eye on the RTC drift is now handled with just six wires instead of a couple dozen.  So, good job, Adafruit:  I'm sorry I didn't realise that the PixelRings I bought were knock-offs.  I'll know to check next time.

Importantly, this project cemented my affection for the "Boarduino" form-factor -- by which I mean an Arduino project running from an Atmega328P-PU chip plugged into a full- or half-size breadboard.  (You can do the same with smaller chips like the ATTiny 24/25/44/45/84/85 chips, if you're willing to make certain trade-offs in computing power and features.)  The flexibility (from a wiring standpoint) is pretty much unbeatable.

But there's another kind of flexibility I've lost my heart to, and that's just the pure freedom from a particular MCU form-factor.

Don't get me wrong:  For the initial coding/debugging, the full-size UNO is my trusty go-to.  Mainly because, even with ZIF sockets, toggling between the "programmer" breadboard and the actual project breadboard is a PITA.  Also, plugging a Trinket into a baby-breadboard and wiring it up to all the other widgets has the satisfying feel of solving a puzzle. 

That being said, I kind of live in Perpetual Prototype mode with these projects.  (Off the top of my head, I can already think of at least three things I'm smacking myself upside the head for not doing differently -- most notably, using bigger screw-sizes.)  And, when all's said and done, I can.  Everything about this project is generic and re-usable.  Even the PLA 3D-printed offsets used to mount stuff onto the underside of the shelf can be recycled by melting and re-extruding.

Part of me cringes at condemning the waste I see in the name of hands-on technical education.  Yes, learners should feel free to make mistakes, up to and including the dreaded "magic smoke" that is a rite of passage in electronics.  But trashing a new toothbrush to make a bristle-bot that will end up in the ocean as soon as the coin-cell battery wears out (or it ceases to be amusing -- whichever comes first) also makes me grind my heckin' teeth.  Because the unintended lesson taught is obsolescence.  Any child will inevitably pick up that lesson many times over in modern society without any lesson-plan, spank you very much. :~/

The DIY folks I follow seem to delight in passing around upcycling hacks.  E.g. the boy who repurposed a computer fan to charge his phone while bicycling to school.  Or the girl who hacked together a foot-powered washing machine to power through that chore in less time.  Or even the junkyard/repair-shop trade in salvaged parts...the kind of place where you bring your own box and pay in cash (and/or beer).  Love 'em all.  Really, I do.

But I'm talking about something slightly different, something that we in the First World(TM) are typically privileged to do, and that's make stuff with brand-new (or gently used) parts.  Maybe it would help if we had a more generic term than "Boarduino,"  something that encapsulates the ethic of intentional re-use. For now, I'm going to have to roll as a soi-dissant "perpetual prototyper" (in lieu of "maker" or "hacker"), but I'm definitely in the market for something better.  And the nanosecond I find a better badge, I will wear it proudly.  Heck, if it's on-fleek enough, I might even get the tattoo.

Saturday, November 24, 2018

Silly Saturday, 2018.11.24, the Kenny Rogers edition

On a late Sunday evenin',
At a start-up out of runway,
I sat next to The Greybeard,
We were both too tired to weep.
So we took turns a-sighin'
As the errors rolled from Jenkins,
'Til ennui overtook him
And he began to speak.

He said, "Grrl, I've made a life
Out of savin' founders' bacon,
Smellin' trouble brewin'
'Fore the pinks slips start to fly.
By the green hue of your skin-tone,
I can see you called your options
If you'll walk me down the hall-way,
I'll give you some advice."

So we headed to the break-room
And he kicked my butt at foos-ball,
Then opened up the drink-'fridge
And slammed a Mountain Dew.
Then the place got almost quiet
Once we set our phones to "vibrate."
He said, "If you wanna make the rent, grrl,
This is what you got to do."

[Chorus]
"You got to know when to ship it,
Know when to slip it,
Know when to refactor,
When to let things stand.
You never work ev'ry weekend
If the CEO's not there, too.
There'll be time enough for workin'
When the Round A lands."

"Now, ev'ry Greybeard knows,
That the secret to the pay-off
Is knowin' that ideas mean jack
When your team can't see them through.
'Cause every app. is Facebook
And every app. is Friendster,
And the best that you can hope for
Is your VCs know it, too."

And when he'd finished speakin'
He ordered up an Uber,
Buffed his LinkedIn resume,
Tossed his work-badge in the trash.
And once at his next start-up,
The Greybeard hit the jackpot.
But in his parting words I'd found
Advice that I could cash.

[Repeat chorus three times]

Saturday, April 21, 2018

How to go from Dunning-Krueger* to Imposter Syndrome in 3 weeks or less

This past February, the (ahem!) "illuminati" of the Moncton User Group had a problem:  No speaker lined up for March.  Now, I had already started a spiel on basic AVR microcontroller programming.  Problem was, it was intended for more of a Makerspace crowd.  Alas, the local Makerspace has been in a lull for awhile now, which left a half-finished outline languishing in a folder alongside a bunch of transition slide images.  But I figured that if I tossed out the hardware-oriented "What is a Circuit?" bits and amped up the code samples, it could be made to work...in a "niche" sort of way.

It's been roughly a year and a half since I stood up in front of my MUG colleagues to bang on about my latest nerdery.  So I knew that I was basically out of shape as a presenter.  Still, I had a bit over three weeks to finish the outline and turn it into slides, but no big deal because it's really only the bare-bones basics, plus I totally know where I'm going with it and, anyway, the Arduino presentation was so long ago that nobody will realise that I'm poaching half the image files and honestly it's not like anyone here will be starting out from scratch with a C-like programming language anyway, right???

Boy howdy, did that beastie hand ever me my head -- more than any other presentation I've given.  It was pretty humbling, even before I was regaling my shower-door with the soundtrack for the slide-deck.  :~/   I half-expected at least one of my coaches/mentors from UWEC Forensics to show up and administer a well-deserved smack upside the head.  A sampling of mistakes:
  • Not verbalising sections as I finished them.  (The first few run-throughs always sound absolutely dreadful; better to break that much dreadful into smaller chunks.)
  • Trying to cram too much into single slides/sections.  The last-minute right-sizing set me back to square one for the most difficult (and crucial) part of the whole thing.
  • The demo. part should have been chucked overboard.  The idea was to pull everything together and mop up the important nitty-gritties that weren't covered by the basic examples.  But even contrived and oversimplified, it was too much for a fatigued group of people, smart as they are.
  • Procrastinating until almost too late on wiring up an actual breadboard with the demo. project and trying to upload my sample code.  Rookie mistakes that egregious on the Friday before a Tuesday presentation is nothing short of speaker malpractice, IMLTHO.
  • Procrastinating until too late for actually timing the whole presentation.  It ran close to 90 minutes end-to-end,  I figure that 75 minutes was pushing the limits of people's patience.  My last minute cuts never actually made it all the way out the door b/c of nerves.  Bad, BAD me.
  • Overconfidence in how quickly I could translate my extremely n00b understanding of a subject into something that could be understood by someone coming into the subject fresh.  (Arduino has made huge inroads into the AVR space for a reason, fam!)
  • And the great-grand-matriarch of all the other mistakes:  Having precisely zero practical experience before volunteering.  Don't get me wrong:  I'm a huge fan of learning by teaching, but this skirted dangerously close to the proverb about the blind leading the lame.
From the standpoints of sound and flow, it wasn't horrible -- that much, at least, can be said without relying on charity.  I learned decades ago how to fake confidence.  Despite the nerves (or maybe because of them), my ex-coaches would certainly have approved of both the volume and variety of hand-gestures and body language.  With, by the bye, no reading directly off slides (the cardinal sin of any presentation).  There were a couple of small stumbles, one slide-transition hiccup -- nothing that fazed me, even in front of my peers (a.k.a. my betters).

But there was a ominous lack of response when I ended every section/subsection with "Any questions about that?"  Uh-oh.  Which tells me that, at best, I bored just over 20 very talented people who have better things to do on a Tuesday night.  At worst, I made them lose whatever interest they might have had in AVR programming.

Cold comfort, I suppose, that I don't crawl out of the rubble entirely empty-handed.  Quite apart part from the obvious perks of thoroughly understanding the material and having a sweet set of references all in one place, nat'cherly.  And an even greater appreciation for everything that the Arduino ecosystem has accomplished. No, my personal takeaway from this three weeks of scrambling is where I need to turn my attention next.  And next.  And next.  And so on.  (Respectively, those "nexts" are Serial I/O, timers, pulse-width modulation, I2C and SPI communication, and then whatever I don't recognise while I'm tripping through all that.)

It goes (almost) without saying that I will certainly leave room in my brain for the lessons (and humility) acquired after  ear-bashing my I/T colleagues.  In another year or two, I'll be back up in front of the room.  And it's not so much a matter of living down this talk as it is living up to the standards set by the other presenters who generously share their time and knowledge (and war-stories) with us. 

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* The Dunning-Krueger Effect is the inability of a newbie to correctly assess her/his abilities in a new area of competence.

Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Revenge of the script-kiddies

This week, I was happy to discover that Digikey has a blog (Maker.io).  Which -- even as an aggregator -- is still a good place to visit every night before I put the tablet to bed.  Except for the rare occasion when the content is engrossing but still kinda nightmare-fuel.  Like the gas pump credit card skimmer "autopsies" cross-posted from Sparkfun's website.

Don't get me wrong:  All hacking post-mortems -- and boy howdy, is this a hack -- are like candy to me.  (For good or ill, I tend to think more like a builder than a breaker.  It's one of those "see how the other half lives" things.)  And a few of fascinating, albeit disturbing, things jumped out at me:
  1. Credit card reading software transmits in clear-text...WHYYYYYY????
  2. The circuit board is being mass-produced.  Granted, etching your own circuit onto a board is fairly low-tech.  (For grinsies, I intend to give that a go myself, 'smatter'a'fact.)  But this is not a homebrew board.  Someone had access to professional production facilities.  Multiple times.
  3. The software was widely available, even before Sparkfun published the .HEX file.  That's evident from the fact that three different PCBs were using the same bytecode.
  4. Based on the small footprint of the compiled code, it's probably safe to assume that the software was written by a seasoned professional...possibly in possession of optimiser software.  (Newbie/Hobby programmers tend to write inefficient code.  And they don't pony up for optimiser add-ons to their IDEs.) 
  5. The head-scratcher is why skinny code was installed on a (comparatively) fat chip.  Did someone port legacy code?  Was someone planning for forward-compatibility?  There are other possible explanations of course, but those I mentioned don't bode well either way.
  6. The person who assembled the final product couldn't be arsed to change the default settings on the Bluetooth module.  Which means that anyone with the inclination (and the software) could roll up to the pump and download your credit card info.  Swell.
  7. At least one of these digital yobs is a crap solderer too ignorant and/or lazy to learn elementary circuitry.
Sadly (though doubtless unsurprising to my Gentle Reader), it's that last part that brasses me off like nothing else.  And that despite having my credit card info. stolen in the last fortnight.  Grrrrrrr.  (Not via a gas pump -- of that I'm certain.  Cold comfort, that.)  Why?  Because these lamers are the hardware equivalent of script kiddies.  [spits]  For tinkerers with enough savvy to know the difference between an HC-05 and and HC-06*, it's frankly embarrassing to know that these hacks (in more than one sense of the term) are running amok. 

Normally I try to be grateful for the incompetent criminals.  But in the case the same lack of will/skill to configure the Bluetooth module for stealth mode allows data to be stolen multiple times.  Senator Warren (D-MA) excepted, the political will to hold even the most egregious negligence to account just doesn't exist in Washington.  The fact that fewer than half of American adults have checked their credit reports in the wake of the Equifax breach demonstrates why.  (Not unlike the folks who won't patch their software, amirite?)

And given the knuckle-dragging, lead-paint-chip-eating, mouth-breathing stupidity to come out of the GOP "leadership" after every mass-murder, you can darned well bet that the completely obvious, logical solution -- a.k.a. mandatory encryption in gas pump credit card readers -- is beyond hope.  Why, that's the kind of red tape that will kill jobs; let the free market sort it out; government shouldn't be picking winners and losers; something-something-something, freedom, apple pie, USA! USA!  [eyeroll]

The worst part is, what with the #cybergrandpas (@Viss's delicious term) currently running the show, I almost hope that there's no interest in the problem.  Because like as not, the "solution" would be to ban the Bluetooth modules.  Seriously, I would not be at all surprised.  See, #cybergrandpas think they understand guns.  They might have even held one at a sportsmans' club photo-op once!  But they know they don't understand electronics.  Which makes geeks who can tell Schottky from Shinola infinitely more terrifying than angry white men mowing down someone else's children by the dozen.

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* The Sparkfun article at one point talks about the skimmers using the (older) HC-05, but then talks about the HC-06 (and, at one point, the HC-01, which I'm not convinced is even a real thing).  Psssst!  Hey, Sparkfun:  If you're looking to hire a technical editor who works remotely, call me.  I know a gal.  More than one gal, in fact.  What I'm saying is, you have options here.

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Do the tools make the maker? Sometimes I wonder...

One of the electronics/computer repair shops in Moncton has been branching out into selling Raspberry Pis, Arduinos, and a whole whack of, ahem!, "accessories" for them.  Business is apparently brisk:  One wall became two, then three.  I alternate between referring to them as "Candyland" and "The Widget-pushers."

So I emailed the Alpha-Widget-Pusher last week to see whether he had a source for the ATMega328P DIP chip I've been having a difficult time tracking down...at least from Canadian suppliers.  And since I'm probably going to be spending some time moving these from breadboard to breadboard, it's a good excuse to find a better chip-puller than the twist-prone cheapie that I picked up from Princess Auto.  So I tacked a request for recommendation onto the email.

The reply was that their Alpha Chip-Puller is mostly using tools made in the 1930s.  For which, mad respect.  Plus a small side of jealousy.  Take care of the tools and the tools will take care of you -- that's one of my tenets, and not just in electronics.

I griped to Dennis about how, after decades of Kanban, TQM, ISO-9001, and every other flavour-of-the-month underfunded QA push, they still "don't make 'em like they used to."  That's something you shouldn't gripe about to a Recovering Manufacturing Engineer(TM).  At least not unless you want an earful about how ISO-9001 only guarantees that your processes are executed as documented.

But he's right.  A CNC machine capable of of 0.001% tolerances can't stop the cheap steel it just milled from warping or cracking in use.  Consistency is not quality...or at least is only a part of it.  In fairness, in some cases consistency is a Very Big Deal(TM).  (Remember Intel's division-error and the resulting freak-out?  Even the one-in-nine-billion odds were too much for everyone.)  But consistency is a hard, easily-measurable metric.  Thus its overweighted role as a surrogate for quality.

True quality, of course, is squishier, less easily shoe-horned into a database or aggregated into a colour-coded chart/graph.  Let's face it; no one picks a tool off the wall at the big-box hardware store or out of a mail-order box and thinks, "My great-grandchild will maybe use this to build __x__ one day."   So I very much doubt that, unless they were hand-made, the manufacturer of those antique tools gave much thought to their whereabouts in 2018.

That's not to say that no one cared about quality.  In the Great Depression, people were more apt to look on non-daily expenditures as "investments," especially tools that would better allow them to mend and "make do" vs. having to buy new.  Double that for the craftsperson putting food on the table.  Print advertisements and radio jingles, doubtless, headlined "quality"* as a major selling-point.

But tracking down product made decades ago and measuring its longevity?  Even scraping and comparing offerings on eBay is nothing any MBA could consider a "metric."  No, the value is solely in the eye of the beholder--specifically, the craftsperson who imagines the spirit of previous generations of craftspeople echoing in their work with the tool in question.

I suppose that some savvy marketer could pitch tools as "future heirlooms."  'S'matter'a'fact, I'm kind of surprised they already haven't.  (And if they already haven't, for the noodley love of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, shhhhhhhhhhh...)  Mind you, any such campaign will be waged by some giga-conglomerate offs-horing its manufacturing while writhing its last in the strangling grip of a Wall Street vampire squid.  But maybe--just maybe--its last gasp will blow on whatever embers remain of the crafts(wo)man ethic.

Melodramatic?  Eh, probably.  But even for someone whose tool-belt can be so very ephemeral--wherever you are, PC-Write, know that I still love you!--it does matter.  Particularly post-Christmas as I stare at a brass-rimmed steel thimble perched on my monitor-stand.  Mom doesn't expect to have the fine motor control necessary for hand-sewing ever again.  So I'm the heiress of a *whack* of embroidery floss and her thimble.  Which turns out to be her Mom's thimble.  It's clearly been stepped-on, and there's a patina of rust on the inside.  Alas, my bone-structure takes after my other, more petite, Grandmother.  But that's nothing a little padding and a skinny rare-earth magnet can't deal with.  And it will be dealt with, and shortly.  Enshrining tools on a shelf is the same as burying them.  I'd like a bit of Grandma to live on, even if only in my crazy projects.

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* A sound captured by Mark Knopfler in his dangerously catchy throwback tune "Quality Shoe."  (You, Gentle Reader, have been warned.)