FWIW, this is precisely what I was intending.
I can't think of a single profession which doesn't seem to have a "problem." Makes one wonder.
A friend of mine's kid plays incessantly. Not even in kindergarten, but can build gigantic, amazing structures. And then he blows it all up.
Major plus sides:
Ability to express creativity with no real cost but time
Ability to socialize with others without having to worry about getting beat up
Ability to exercise lots of things, like planning. I mean, when we were kids, we built forts in trees to throw pinecones at each other, snow forts from which to throw snowballs at each other, and cardboard forts at which to shoot each other with bb guns. Now kids can kinda do the same in a video game. Plan out the fort, build the fort, then tear it all down and do it again, even better this time.
I'm pretty impressed with the game, but haven't actually played it myself. Shame. I wish I had more time for play these days.
Some of the best programmers I know have degrees in art and music, with even a few English Lit and Philosophy degrees scattered around. Then again, some of the best programmers I know never went or graduated from college. That's just on the IT/Programming side of things.
Hiring a real writer to handle press releases, web "verbiage" (um, the actual text on the website) would do wonders for quite a few sites (like..
Frankly, outside of an accountant and a lawyer, anyone with a degree that's not from the Business School would be good.
Maybe clojure, then, but most likely just hacked together with perl.
Amusingly, he even foresaw that Gargoyles (glassholes) would be viewed with uneasy contempt by the masses they glasshole on.
Seriously, this whole comment trail is a gigantic version of Occupy.
That's why I write everything down on paper. No one reads papers anymore, right?
Anecdotally, when I was on Morphine, the pain was still there. It was buried in my brain, but if I looked for it, I found it. Morphine merely allowed me to shunt it off somewhere else. Same with whatever pain meds they gave me post-surgery. I didn't even know I was on pain meds until they started to wear off (about every 12 hours, on the dot). I knew I still had pain deep down, but I just didn't care about it. However, after about 12 hours, I couldnt' ignore it and had to retake.
Now, I'm in constant pain (seriously, dont' ever get run over by a car on a bicycle, it will fuck you up). I've managed to deal with it, medication-free for the past 7-8 years, but occasionally I do eat an edible (once a month or so) when it's just been a physically stressful day and I need something to let me put it out of mind and relax. Cannabis does the trick good enough with no worries of addiction (which runs in my family pretty hardcore).
Mine's in the "stuff" directory.
I'm not so sure I would take that wager.
Oh, and Kung Fu movies. Nothing like reliving my youthful saturday afternoons.
I'd love to see if they can acquire a ton of the 60s/70s Italian Cinema (eurocrime, spaghetti westerns, horror).