Oh no. If that’s where Design goes, I don’t want to be a designer.
The future is bleak
September 23, 2017 by ETat
Posted in 2017 | Tagged design, Enviro-nitwits on parade, limousine liberals, on the job | 4 Comments
4 Responses
Comments are closed.
Feed
Archives
Categories
Flickr Photos
Blogroll
- *corbusier
- Aesop' tales
- AHaspel: renegade to twitter
- Akaky Akakievich Bashmachkin
- Andrew Garland links
- BLDG BLOG
- Brian Micklethwait: RIP
- Buttercup: out of there
- Clusterfuck Nation
- David Thorne
- DesignBoom
- Весёлые Картинки
- Fine artistry
- Framery
- FuckYourNoguchiCoffeeTable
- Helian
- Isegoria
- Karol Sheinin: site expired
- Linor Goralik
- LJ reader
- Mencius Moldbug
- MFCorwin
- Miriam S.
- Ph.Greenspun
- Pretty old things
- Relyef @CA
- Remodelista
- S., Esquire
- Streetwise Prof
- Three-lingual expressions
- Urban Sketchers
- WordPress.com
- WordPress.org
Blog Stats
- 183,498 hits
Pages
architecture artifacts battle of the sexes blogs bon mot books casual stupidity design designer's tales domestic duties economy ethics expat conquista food friends fun and games Goddess Demetra gourmet holidays inter-nets in transit libertarian view liberties life's trifles life is stranger than... limousine liberals me moonbats my precious home New York Oh' Bummer on the job photos politics post-Soviet state quotes seasons state turbulences visual wit women worldwide plague велик могучий душекопание заметы
Че-то я дочитал до пункта четыре с половиной, и бросил это дело. Политинформашка какая-то. У нас так пионеры на линейке выступали.
А это, вон, будущие пионеры индустрии, лол ))
LikeLike
Всё ещё хуже. Пионеры, хоть и в 12 лет, просто номер отбывали, а эти верующие, и используют эту идейную муть, в конкурентной борьбе на работе.
LikeLike
Skimmed the article.
Can sum it up in one word (no, one sound): “Ew!”
That kind of “design thinking” gives us the ugliest nastiest things possible.
LikeLike
Social engineering thru design. The most regressive idea, 90 y.o.
Already now I can’t just simply do my job – lefty politics demand lip syncing at work. Every day a bit more revolting.
LikeLike