There is an age-old debate about what qualifies as “Software Engineering” versus “Programming” or “Coding” and it stems from a misconception in many parts of the tech community about exactly what true engineering entails. As software engineers do not generally have the rigorous certification processes in the United States that our civil and other engineering counterparts do, there tends to be a lot of people calling themselves “engineers” when, in fact, they are more like “coders” or “programmers,” not that it is a bad thing by any means. They both have equally important parts to contribute to the field of software development, just at different levels and with different responsibilities.
So, what exactly qualifies someone as a Software Engineer?
Software Engineering is a highly technical field, but also one that is not merely concerned with writing code. Software engineering is typically much more about the process and lifecycle of software development…
While you might not understand all of the background of Heartbleed – I know I don’t – you probably want to know how it affects you. Luckily, there is a resource that is being updated with information about all of the major websites that have been affected (or not affected) so you can see if you need to change your password or not.
Further to my last post on the religions of Game of Thrones, I spotted a couple of academic takes on the world Martin has shown us. Although my blog is about religion, and specifically New Religious Movements, I’ve decided to collate them here as they are very interesting:
So, again, there’s my take on the genealogy of religions I think Martin is tracing for us:
I didn’t manage to say very much on Channel 5’s The Big Benefits Row, beyond an opening remark about people not being able to just rock up to a food bank with a carrier bag and help themselves. I started to talk about the Trussell Trust when Edwina Currie, also on my panel, cut over me to talk about my grandfather’s circumstances.
I wanted to say that poverty is almost indescribable to Edwina and co with their blinkered, self-righteous attitudes. That turning off the fridge because it’s empty anyway, that sitting across the table from your young son enviously staring down his breakfast, having freezing cold showers and putting your child to bed in god knows how many layers of clothes in the evening – it’s distressing. Depressing. Destabilising.
Imagine living for 11 weeks with no housing benefit, because of “delays”. Imagine those 77 days of being chased for rent…
Over the last couple of days I have been walking from one end of the local high street to the other, my Nikon on my tummy, 35mm lens. ISO set high enough to yield a smallish aperture to get a safe depth of field. More or less. So much for the technicalities. The more interesting bit is the people who walk to and fro and generally inhabit this half mile of shops, paving stones and tarmac. From the quirky, to the pensive, the aggressive, the ugly, the resigned, the damaged, is there nothing that a camera cannot make look interesting? There’s little more to say on the matter. The true genius of photography lies in the ability to capture and freeze an instant of so called “normal” life, to be scrutinised at an almost forensic level, by anyone, at any time, and for however long into the changing future, as…