I thought about calling this “Retro Cool vs. A New Hope”, too.
I spent the evening past trying to talk myself into a better all-around camera for a hundred dollars more.
Retro cool is the Canon M50 at $700. New hope is the Sony ZV-E10 at $800. The Canon is better at color, and their brand name absolutely has the edge in cachet. The Sony shoots twice as many frames per second at 1080p, and might be good enough at audio to not need an external mic.
The Sony has no electronic viewfinder and the Canon has no headphone jack, but they both have a good articulating screen.
The Canon is easier to use out of the box, but the Sony is more extensible in the long term.
Here are a couple of comparison videos I liked:
Mark Bennett (an almost perfect video for the question)
I am not entirely joking when I say that the choice really comes down to how long I think I’ll live, and be creatively productive. The longer that is, the more I’d lean toward the Sony.
But … none of this speculation and tervigersation really matters much at all.
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I’m doing it to distract myself from more important things that are way harder to figure out.
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Likewise: Jobs. So for the last month, I’ve been a high-ranking candidate for a very complex technical job at the University. There was a problem with contacting one of my references which accounts for some of the delay. But that’s been fixed for like ten days, and for unknown reasons they still haven’t come through with an actual offer. It’s starting to piss me off.
So now I’m looking at a drone office job with the City that pays a third less, but also involves simply putting in the hours and going home–no effort beyond that required, at all. I am overqualified. I would be underpaid. But my mental bandwidth would still be 100% my own.
The part that interests me isn’t what will happen. The part that interests me is what I really want, and maybe even who I really am.
What’s better?
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Does the camper come first, or does the house come first? What is the way to live that makes the most sense and has the best chance for happiness? Is an arched cabin really perfection, and if so, why am I not moving toward it with more fierce dispatch?
I’m not good with people. I’m possibly even worse with decisions. I am definitely terrible about finances, except to the extent that I know how to get by with a modicum of grace even when there is no money.
Everything I said just now is Attributes, and baseline Reality has no attributes, right?
I think I believe that.
Life and consciousness are improbable miracles and of that I have no doubt at all.
October, and let it breathe.