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我想要的未来，是看得到安全感
欢欢思来想去还是决定分手了，她说，跟一个看不到未来的人在一起，感觉每天的生活的都像在走钢丝，颤颤巍巍的掉不下来，但是也走不到对岸。为了以后的幸福，长痛不如短痛，还是分开算了。
当时对于欢欢的分手，朋友中分成了两个阵营，一边说欢欢太现实，毕竟从大学就建立了深厚的感情基础，如今却败给了子虚乌有的安全感，说起来确实没有信服度。
还有支持欢欢的朋友说，女生喜欢一个人，就是想要嫁给一种安全感，如果白白浪费了女人最好的那几年，最后回想起来真的想给自己一巴掌。
欢欢和男朋友是一只脚踏进了婚礼殿堂，一只脚在门外徘徊。男朋友也有一份比较稳定的工作，他们在一个城市工作了几年，在出租房内度过了热恋的那几年，体验到了蜗居、拮据、争吵和甜蜜。

你失眠，我恰好陪你一起醒着。
我们能遇见的，一定都有原因。所以每次遇到对的人，都像久别重逢。
所以兜兜转转，我们都在等能一起欣赏世界的那个人.

读书多了，内心才不会决堤
你有没有想过这样一件事，你想去的地方，你喜欢的人，你向往的事物，都和你有着很远的距离，原因是什么。
因为你和读书之间的距离，就是你和你喜欢的事物之间的距离。离读书越远，自己就越浅薄。
就算不是为了钱，那就是增长自己的见识，不一定能大富大贵，但会拥有更多的选择。
我们都应该为自己谋一条后退的路，多一个方便的选择，去挥霍自己的青春。可以让你拥有强大的气场，去面对各种流言蜚语，会给你一个虚拟的世界，保护你脆弱的翅膀，尽管是文字堆垒的城堡，但是会有安全感。
有过一段孤独的时间，每天早晨晚上，一个人在家面对四面白墙，捧着手机和电脑发呆，一度怀疑自己得了忧郁症。后来开始读书，一本书看了四五遍，再后来就养成了一种习惯，捧着书，就像捧着爱人的脸。
总之是为了更好的活着，活着赚钱，活着享受，我很俗，不为别的，只为自己。
俗人没什么不好，你的育儿指南不一定非要是高雅，不妨试试俗人回档，俗人不俗命，你可以拿给孩子看看，告诉他们，先懂俗，再懂雅。

读书多了，内心才不会决堤
你有没有想过这样一件事，你想去的地方，你喜欢的人，你向往的事物，都和你有着很远的距离，原因是什么。
因为你和读书之间的距离，就是你和你喜欢的事物之间的距离。离读书越远，自己就越浅薄。
就算不是为了钱，那就是增长自己的见识，不一定能大富大贵，但会拥有更多的选择。
我们都应该为自己谋一条后退的路，多一个方便的选择，去挥霍自己的青春。可以让你拥有强大的气场，去面对各种流言蜚语，会给你一个虚拟的世界，保护你脆弱的翅膀，尽管是文字堆垒的城堡，但是会有安全感。
有过一段孤独的时间，每天早晨晚上，一个人在家面对四面白墙，捧着手机和电脑发呆，一度怀疑自己得了忧郁症。后来开始读书，一本书看了四五遍，再后来就养成了一种习惯，捧着书，就像捧着爱人的脸。
总之是为了更好的活着，活着赚钱，活着享受，我很俗，不为别的，只为自己。
俗人没什么不好，你的育儿指南不一定非要是高雅，不妨试试俗人回档，俗人不俗命，你可以拿给孩子看看，告诉他们，先懂俗，再懂雅。

天佑中华！刚刚，华为突然发布全新技术，这次连美国都眼红不已！众所周知，自从华为5G诞生以后，美国便不遗余力的开启疯狂打压模式，特朗普甚至教唆其盟友共同来“狙击”华为，在特朗普看来，华为的5G技术已经严重影响了美国的利益，如果不能及时阻止华为，那么美国在全球的影响力必将下滑！于是，一场“科技大战”正式爆发。

在这场科技竞争中，华为险些中了对方的“圈套”，就在很多人认为华为会因此倒下时，华为反而冲出了一条光明大道，他们接二连三的反击让美国倍感无奈，而近日，华为最新研发的一项技术再次引起了全球各国的高度关注！

我想要的未来，是看得到安全感
欢欢思来想去还是决定分手了，她说，跟一个看不到未来的人在一起，感觉每天的生活的都像在走钢丝，颤颤巍巍的掉不下来，但是也走不到对岸。为了以后的幸福，长痛不如短痛，还是分开算了。
当时对于欢欢的分手，朋友中分成了两个阵营，一边说欢欢太现实，毕竟从大学就建立了深厚的感情基础，如今却败给了子虚乌有的安全感，说起来确实没有信服度。
还有支持欢欢的朋友说，女生喜欢一个人，就是想要嫁给一种安全感，如果白白浪费了女人最好的那几年，最后回想起来真的想给自己一巴掌。
欢欢和男朋友是一只脚踏进了婚礼殿堂，一只脚在门外徘徊。男朋友也有一份比较稳定的工作，他们在一个城市工作了几年，在出租房内度过了热恋的那几年，体验到了蜗居、拮据、争吵和甜蜜。

你失眠，我恰好陪你一起醒着。
我们能遇见的，一定都有原因。所以每次遇到对的人，都像久别重逢。
所以兜兜转转，我们都在等能一起欣赏世界的那个人.

读书多了，内心才不会决堤
你有没有想过这样一件事，你想去的地方，你喜欢的人，你向往的事物，都和你有着很远的距离，原因是什么。
因为你和读书之间的距离，就是你和你喜欢的事物之间的距离。离读书越远，自己就越浅薄。
就算不是为了钱，那就是增长自己的见识，不一定能大富大贵，但会拥有更多的选择。
我们都应该为自己谋一条后退的路，多一个方便的选择，去挥霍自己的青春。可以让你拥有强大的气场，去面对各种流言蜚语，会给你一个虚拟的世界，保护你脆弱的翅膀，尽管是文字堆垒的城堡，但是会有安全感。
有过一段孤独的时间，每天早晨晚上，一个人在家面对四面白墙，捧着手机和电脑发呆，一度怀疑自己得了忧郁症。后来开始读书，一本书看了四五遍，再后来就养成了一种习惯，捧着书，就像捧着爱人的脸。
总之是为了更好的活着，活着赚钱，活着享受，我很俗，不为别的，只为自己。
俗人没什么不好，你的育儿指南不一定非要是高雅，不妨试试俗人回档，俗人不俗命，你可以拿给孩子看看，告诉他们，先懂俗，再懂雅。

读书多了，内心才不会决堤
你有没有想过这样一件事，你想去的地方，你喜欢的人，你向往的事物，都和你有着很远的距离，原因是什么。
因为你和读书之间的距离，就是你和你喜欢的事物之间的距离。离读书越远，自己就越浅薄。
就算不是为了钱，那就是增长自己的见识，不一定能大富大贵，但会拥有更多的选择。
我们都应该为自己谋一条后退的路，多一个方便的选择，去挥霍自己的青春。可以让你拥有强大的气场，去面对各种流言蜚语，会给你一个虚拟的世界，保护你脆弱的翅膀，尽管是文字堆垒的城堡，但是会有安全感。
有过一段孤独的时间，每天早晨晚上，一个人在家面对四面白墙，捧着手机和电脑发呆，一度怀疑自己得了忧郁症。后来开始读书，一本书看了四五遍，再后来就养成了一种习惯，捧着书，就像捧着爱人的脸。
总之是为了更好的活着，活着赚钱，活着享受，我很俗，不为别的，只为自己。
俗人没什么不好，你的育儿指南不一定非要是高雅，不妨试试俗人回档，俗人不俗命，你可以拿给孩子看看，告诉他们，先懂俗，再懂雅。

大家都知道，美国在芯片领域的影响力是非常强大的，目前世界大约60%左右的芯片市场都能看到美国的影子，此前，我国由于科技落后的原因，我们始终没有在这方面取得大的突破，因为自身的条件有限，我国不得不得去进口西方的芯片，久而久之，我们便处在了十分被动的状态。但是有句成语说的好，物极必反！

华为的出现彻底改变了西方对我们的看法，随着5G科技的不断发展，华为再次放出了大招。
据媒体消息称，近日，沉默已久的华为突然亮出了他们的最新技术：“光芯科技”！据了解，在华为发布这项技术后，整个科技圈都“炸开了锅”！因为它的影响力已经远远超过此前发布的5G技术！就连华为”掌门人“任正非都掩盖不住内心的喜悦，他激动地表示：“现在全球没有一家科技企业能够突破这项技术，美国要想取得这项技术，还有很长的一段路要走！”

那么这项“光芯科技”到底有多厉害呢？别着急，我们接着往下看。

据华为科研专家称，“光芯科技”的全名叫光通信技术，它是一种可以利用LED灯光的光线实现上网和数据传输的全新技术！只要我们在有“光”的地方，我们就能实现上网！

现在，光通信技术与5G网络已经可以完全融合，在5G时代，这项技术的所带来的影响不容小觑。如果哪个国家能够率先取得光通信技术，那么此国必将会拿下更大的国际市场。可以说，这是很多国家都想突破的技术，如今华为终于把它变为现实！就连美国也还在起步阶段！
不得不说华为这次太给国家争气了！在华为刚亮出这项技术不久后，很多西方国家纷纷表示：“这完全不可能，华为竟然能把电影里的科技变成现实？这简直让人不敢相信！”的确，就连我国网友都无法相信华为取得的这项成就！如果不是任正非亲口表示，我们也很难不会相信华为竟然做到了！

在小编看来，华为这次干得非常漂亮！在这个科技爆发的年代，我们必须要先于对手一步！只要我们敢于突破！就一定能够取得成功，感谢任正非为祖国做出的贡献，放心大胆去闯吧！14亿中国人永远是你们的坚强后盾！声明：本平台只提供分享和交流不作商业用途，如侵权请及时联系我们删除
. Don\\\'t let ysterday se p to much of today. 别留念昨天了，把握好今天吧。(Will Rogers) 170. If you are not brave enough, no one will back you up. 你不勇敢，没人替你坚强。171. If you don\\\'t build your dream, someone will hire you to build theirs. 如果你没有梦想，那么你只能为别人的梦想打工。172. Beauty is all around, if you just open your heart to see. 只要你给自己机会，你会发现你的世界可以很美丽。173. The difference in winning and losing is most often...not quitting. 赢与输的差别通常是--不放弃。(华特·迪士尼) 174. I am ordinary yet unique. 我很平凡，但我独一无二。175. I like people who make me laugh in spite of myself. 我喜欢那些让我笑起来的人，就算是我不想笑的时候。176. Image a new story for your life and start living it. 为你的生命想一个全新剧本，并去倾情出演吧！177. I\\\'d rather be a happy fool than a sad sage. 做个悲伤的智者，不如做个开心的傻子。178. The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. 未来属于那些相信梦想之美的人。(埃莉诺·罗斯福) 179. Even if you get no applause, you should accept a curtain call gracefully and appreciate your own efforts. 即使没有人为你鼓掌，也要优雅的谢幕，感谢自己的认真付出。180. Don\\\'t let dream just be your dream. 别让梦想只停留在梦里。181. A day without laughter is a day wasted. 没有笑声的一天是浪费了的一天。(卓别林) 182. Travel and see the world; afterwards, you will be able to put your concerns in perspective. 去旅行吧，见的世面多了，你会发现原来在意的那些结根本算不了什么。183. The key to acquiring proficiency in any task is repetition. 任何事情成功关键都是熟能生巧。《生活大爆炸》 184. You can be happy no matter what. 开心一点吧，管它会怎样。185. A good plan today is better than a perfect plan tomorrow. 今天的好计划胜过明天的完美计划。186. Nothing is impossible, the word itself says \\\'I\\\'m possible\\\'! 一切皆有可能！“不可能”的意思是：“不，可能。”(奥黛丽·赫本) 187. Life isn\\\'t fair, but no matter your circumstances, you have to give it your all. 生活是不公平的，不管你的境遇如何，你只能全力以赴。188. No matter how hard it is, just keep going because you only fail when you give up. 无论多么艰难，都要继续前进，因为只有你放弃的那一刻，你才输了。When Paul Jobs was mustered out of the Coast Guard after World War II, he made a wager with his crewmates. They had arrived in San Francisco, where their ship was decommissioned, and Paul bet that he would find himself a wife within two weeks. He was a taut, tattooed engine mechanic, six feet tall, with a passing resemblance to James Dean. But it wasn’t his looks that got him a date with Clara Hagopian, a sweet-humored daughter of Armenian immigrants. It was the fact that he and his friends had a car, unlike the group she had originally planned to go out with that evening. Ten days later, in March 1946, Paul got engaged to Clara and won his wager. It would turn out to be a happy marriage, one that lasted until death parted them more than forty years later. Paul Reinhold Jobs had been raised on a dairy farm in Germantown, Wisconsin. Even though his father was an alcoholic and sometimes abusive, Paul ended up with a gentle and calm disposition under his leathery exterior. After dropping out of high school, he wandered through the Midwest picking up work as a mechanic until, at age nineteen, he joined the Coast Guard, even though he didn’t know how to swim. He was deployed on the USS General M. C. Meigs and spent much of the war ferrying troops to Italy for General Patton. His talent as a machinist and fireman earned him commendations, but he occasionally found himself in minor trouble and never rose above the rank of seaman. Clara was born in New Jersey, where her parents had landed after fleeing the Turks in Armenia, and they moved to the Mission District of San Francisco when she was a child. She had a secret that she rarely mentioned to anyone: She had been married before, but her husband had been killed in the war. So when she met Paul Jobs on that first date, she was primed to start a new life. Clara, however, loved San Francisco, and in 1952 she convinced her husband to move back there. They got an apartment in the Sunset District facing the Pacific, just south of Golden Gate Park, and he took a job working for a finance company as a “repo man,” picking the locks of cars whose owners hadn’t paid their loans and repossessing them. He also bought, repaired, and sold some of the cars, making a decent enough living in the process. There was, however, something missing in their lives. They wanted children, but Clara had suffered an ectopic pregnancy, in which the fertilized egg was implanted in a fallopian tube rather than the uterus, and she had been unable to have any. So by 1955, after nine years of marriage, they were looking to adopt a child. Like Paul Jobs, Joanne Schieble was from a rural Wisconsin family of German heritage. Her father, Arthur Schieble, had immigrated to the outskirts of Green Bay, where he and his wife owned a mink farm and dabbled successfully in various other businesses, including real estate and photoengraving. He was very strict, especially regarding his daughter’s relationships, and he had strongly disapproved of her first love, an artist who was not a Catholic. Thus it was no surprise that he threatened to cut Joanne off completely when, as a graduate student at the University of Wisconsin, she fell in love with Abdulfattah “John” Jandali, a Muslim teaching assistant from Syria. Jandali was the youngest of nine children in a prominent Syrian family. His father owned oil refineries and multiple other businesses, with large holdings in Damascus and Homs, and at one point pretty much controlled the price of wheat in the region. His mother, he later said, was a “traditional Muslim woman” who was a “conservative, obedient housewife.” Like the Schieble family, the Jandalis put a premium on education. Abdulfattah was sent to a Jesuit boarding school, even though he was Muslim, and he got an undergraduate degree at the American University in Beirut before entering the University of Wisconsin to pursue a doctoral degree in political science. In the summer of 1954, Joanne went with Abdulfattah to Syria. They spent two months in Homs, where she learned from his family to cook Syrian dishes. When they returned to Wisconsin she discovered that she was pregnant. They were both twenty-three, but they decided not to get married. Her father was dying at the time, and he had threatened to disown her if she wed Abdulfattah. Nor was abortion an easy option in a small Catholic community. So in early 1955, Joanne traveled to San Francisco, where she was taken into the care of a kindly doctor who sheltered unwed mothers, delivered their babies, and quietly arranged closed adoptions. Joanne had one requirement: Her child must be adopted by college graduates. So the doctor arranged for the baby to be placed with a lawyer and his wife. But when a boy was born—on February 24, 1955—the designated couple decided that they wanted a girl and backed out. Thus it was that the boy became the son not of a lawyer but of a high school dropout with a passion for mechanics and his salt-of-the-earth wife who was working as a bookkeeper. Paul and Clara named their new baby Steven Paul Jobs. When Joanne found out that her baby had been placed with a couple who had not even graduated from high school, she refused to sign the adoption papers. The standoff lasted weeks, even after the baby had settled into the Jobs household. Eventually Joanne relented, with the stipulation that the couple promise—indeed sign a pledge—to fund a savings account to pay for the boy’s college education. There was another reason that Joanne was balky about signing the adoption papers. Her father was about to die, and she planned to marry Jandali soon after. She held out hope, she would later tell family members, sometimes tearing up at the memory, that once they were married, she could get their 别让梦想只停留在梦里。181. A day without laughter is a day wasted. 没有笑声的一天是浪费了的一天。(卓别林) 182. Travel and see the world; afterwards, you will be able to put your concerns in perspective. 去旅行吧，见的世面多了，你会发现原来在意的那些结根本算不了什么。183. The key to acquiring proficiency in any task is repetition. 任何事情成功关键都是熟能生巧。《生活大爆炸》 184. You can be happy no matter what. 开心一点吧，管它会怎样。baby boy back. Arthur Schieble died in August 1955, after the adoption was finalized. Just after Christmas that year, Joanne and Abdulfattah were married in St. Philip the Apostle Catholic Church in Green Bay. He got his PhD in international politics the next year, and then they had another child, a girl named Mona. After she and Jandali divorced in 1962, Joanne embarked on a dreamy and peripatetic life that her daughter, who grew up to become the acclaimed novelist Mona Simpson, would capture in her book Anywhere but Here. Because Steve’s adoption had been closed, it would be twenty years before they would all find each other. Steve Jobs knew from an early age that he was adopted. “My parents were very open with me about that,” he recalled. He had a vivid memory of sitting on the lawn of his house, when he was six or seven years old, telling the girl who lived across the street. “So does that mean your real parents didn’t want you?” the girl asked. “Lightning bolts went off in my head,” according to Jobs. “I remember running into the house, crying. And my parents said, ‘No, you have to understand.’ They were very serious and looked me straight in the eye. They said, ‘We specifically picked you out.’ Both of my parents said that and repeated it slowly for me. And they put an emphasis on every word in that sentence.” Abandoned. Chosen. Special. Those concepts became part of who Jobs was and how he regarded himself. His closest friends think that the knowledge that he was given up at birth left some scars. “I think his desire for complete control of whatever he makes derives directly from his personality and the fact that he was abandoned at birth,” said one longtime colleague, Del Yocam. “He wants to control his environment, and he sees the product as an extension of himself.” Greg Calhoun, who became close to Jobs right after college, saw another effect. “Steve talked to me a lot about being abandoned and the pain that caused,” he said. “It made him independent. He followed the beat of a different drummer, and that came from being in a different world than he was born into.” Later in life, when he was the same age his biological father had been when he abandoned him, Jobs would father and abandon a child of his own. (He eventually took responsibility for her.) Chrisann Brennan, the mother of that child, said that being put up for adoption left Jobs “full of broken glass,” and it helps to explain some of his behavior. “He who is abandoned is an abandoner,” she said. Andy Hertzfeld, who worked with Jobs at Apple in the early 1980s, is among the few who remained close to both Brennan and Jobs. “The key question about Steve is why he can’t control himself at times from being so reflexively cruel and harmful to some people,” he said. “That goes back to being abandoned at birth. The real underlying problem was the theme of abandonment in Steve’s life.” Jobs dismissed this. “There’s some notion that because I was abandoned, I worked very hard so I could do well and make my parents wish they had me back, or some such nonsense, but that’s ridiculous,” he insisted. “Knowing I was adopted may have made me feel more independent, but I have never felt abandoned. I’ve always felt special. My parents made me feel special.” He would later bristle whenever anyone referred to Paul and Clara Jobs as his “adoptive” parents or implied that they were not his “real” parents. “They were my parents 1,000%,” he said. When speaking about his biological parents, on the other hand, he was curt: “They were my sperm and egg bank. That’s not harsh, it’s just the way it was, a sperm bank thing, nothing more.” Silicon Valley The childhood that Paul and Clara Jobs created for their new son was, in many ways, a stereotype of the late 1950s. When Steve was two they adopted a girl they named Patty, and three years later they moved to a tract house in the suburbs. The finance company where Paul worked as a repo man, CIT, had transferred him down to its Palo Alto office, but he could not afford to live there, so they landed in a subdivision in Mountain View, a less expensive town just to the south. There Paul tried to pass along his love of mechanics and cars. “Steve, this is your workbench now,” he said as he marked off a section of the table in their garage. Jobs remembered being impressed by his father’s focus on craftsmanship. “I thought my dad’s sense of design was pretty good,” he said, “because he knew how to build anything. If we needed a cabinet, he would build it. When he built our fence, he gave me a hammer so I could work with him.” Fifty years later the fence still surrounds the back and side yards of the house in Mountain View. As Jobs showed it off to me, he caressed the stockade panels and recalled a lesson that his father implanted deeply in him. It was important, his father said, to craft the backs of cabinets and fences properly, even though they were hidden. “He loved doing things right. He even cared about the look of the parts you couldn’t see.” His father continued to refurbish and resell used cars, and he festooned the garage with pictures of his favorites. He would point out the detailing of the design to his son: the lines, the vents, the chrome, the trim of the seats. After work each day, he would change into his dungarees and retreat to the garage, often with Steve tagging along. “I figured I could get him nailed down with a little mechanical ability, but he really wasn’t interested in getting his hands dirty,” Paul later recalled. “He never really cared too much about m189. It requires hard work to give off an appearance of effortlessness. 你必须十分努力，才能看起来毫不费力。190. Life is like riding a bicycle.To keep your balance,you must keep moving. 人生就像骑单车，只有不断前进，才能保持平衡。(爱因斯坦) 191. Be thankful for what you have.You\\\'ll end up having more. 拥有一颗感恩的心，最终你会得到更多。192. Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. 美是一种内心的感觉，并反映在你的眼睛里。(索菲亚·罗兰) 193. Friendship doubles your joys, and divides your sorrows. 朋友的作用，就是让你快乐加倍，痛苦减半。194. When you long for something sincerely, the whole world will help you. 当你真心渴望某样东西时，整个宇宙都会来帮忙。echanical things.” “I wasn’t that into fixing cars,” Jobs admitted. “But I was eager to hang out with my dad.” Even as he was growing more aware that he had been adopted, he was becoming more attached to his father. One day when he was about eight, he discovered a photograph of his father from his time in the Coast Guard. “He’s in the engine room, and he’s got his shirt off and looks like James Dean. It was one of those Oh wow moments for a kid. Wow, oooh, my parents were actually once very young and really good-looking.” Through cars, his father gave Steve his first exposure to electronics. “My dad did not have a deep understanding of electronics, but he’d encountered it a lot in automobiles and other things he would fix. He showed me the rudiments of electronics, and I got very interested in that.” Even more interesting were the trips to scavenge for parts. “Every weekend, there’d be a junkyard trip. We’d be looking for a generator, a carburetor, all sorts of components.” He remembered watching his father negotiate at the counter. “He was a good bargainer, because he knew better than the guys at the counter what the parts should cost.” This helped fulfill the pledge his parents made when he was adopted. “My college fund came from my dad paying $50 for a Ford Falcon or some other beat-up car that didn’t run, working on it for a few weeks, and selling it for $250—and not telling the IRS.” The Jobses’ house and the others in their neighborhood were built by the real estate developer Joseph Eichler, whose company spawned more than eleven thousand homes in various California subdivisions between 1950 and 1974. Inspired by Frank Lloyd Wright’s vision of simple modern homes for the American “everyman,” Eichler built inexpensive houses that featured floor-to-ceiling glass walls, open floor plans, exposed post-and-beam construction, concrete slab floors, and lots of sliding glass doors. “Eichler did a great thing,” Jobs said on one of our walks around the neighborhood. “His houses were smart and cheap and good. They brought clean design and simple taste to lower-income people. They had awesome little features, like radiant heating in the floors. You put carpet on them, and we had nice toasty floors when we were kids.” Jobs said that his appreciation for Eichler homes instilled in him a passion for making nicely designed products for the mass market. “I love it when you can bring really great design and simple capability to something that doesn’t cost much,” he said as he pointed out the clean elegance of the houses. “It was the original vision for Apple. That’s what we tried to do with the first Mac. That’s what we did with the iPod.” Across the street from the Jobs family lived a man who had become successful as a real estate agent. “He wasn’t that bright,” Jobs recalled, “but he seemed to be making a fortune. So my dad thought, ‘I can do that.’ He worked so hard, I remember. He took these night classes, passed the license test, and got into real estate. Then the bottom fell out of the market.” As a result, the family found itself financially strapped for a year or so while Steve was in elementary school. His mother took a job as a bookkeeper for Varian Associates, a company that made scientific instruments, and they took out a second mortgage. One day his fourth-grade teacher asked him, “What is it you don’t understand about the universe?” Jobs replied, “I don’t understand why all of a sudden my dad is so broke.” He was proud that his father never adopted a servile attitude or slick style that may have made him a better salesman. “You had to suck up to people to sell real estate, and he wasn’t good at that and it wasn’t in his nature. I admired him for that.” Paul Jobs went back to being a mechanic. His father was calm and gentle, traits that his son later praised more than emulated. He was also resolute. Jobs described one exampl What made the neighborhood different from the thousands of other spindly-tree subdivisions across America was that even the ne’er-do-wells tended to be engineers. “When we moved here, there were apricot and plum orchards on all of these corners,” Jobs recalled. “But it was beginning to boom because of military investment.” He soaked up the history of the valley and developed a yearning to play his own role. Edwin Land of Polaroid later told him about being asked by Eisenhower to help build the U-2 spy plane cameras to see how real the Soviet threat was. The film was dropped in canisters and returned to the NASA Ames Research Center in Sunnyvale, not far from where Jobs lived. “The first computer terminal I ever saw was when my dad brought me to the Ames Center,” he said. “I fell totally in love with it.” Other defense contractors sprouted nearby during the 1950s. The Lockheed Missiles and Space Division, which built submarine-launched ballistic missiles, was founded in 1956 next to the NASA Center; by the time Jobs moved to the area four years later, it employed twenty thousand people. A few hundred yards away, Westinghouse built facilities that produced tubes and electrical transformers for the missile systems. “You had all these military companies on the cutting edge,” he recalled. “It was mysterious and high-tech and made living here very exciting.” In the wake of the defense industries there arose a booming economy based on technology. Its roots stretched back to 1938, when David Packard and his new wife moved into a house in Palo Alto that had a shed where his friend Bill Hewlett was soon ensconced. The house had a garage—an appendage that would prove both useful and iconic in the valley—in which they tinkered around until they had their first product, an audio oscillator. By the 1950s, Hewlett-Packard was a fast-growing company making technical instruments. Fortunately there was a place nearby for entrepreneurs who had outgrown their garages. In a move that would help transform the area into the cradle of the tech revolution, Stanford University’s dean of engineering, Frederick Terman, created a seven-hundred-acre industrial park on university land for private companies that could commercialize the ideas of his students. Its first tenant was Varian Associates, where Clara Jobs worked. “Terman came up with this great idea that did more than anything to cause the tech industry to grow up here,” Jobs said. By the time Jobs was ten, HP had nine thousand employees and was the blue-chip company where every engineer seeking financial stability wanted to work. The most important technology for the region’s growth was, of course, the semiconductor. William Shockley, who had been one of the inventors of the transistor at Bell Labs in New Jersey, moved out to Mountain View and, in 1956, started a company to build transistors using silicon rather than the more expensive germanium that was then commonly used. But Shockley became increasingly erratic and abandoned his silicon transistor project, which led eight of his engineers—most notably Robert Noyce and Gordon Moore—to break away to form Fairchild Semiconductor. That company grew to twelve thousand employees, but it fragmented in 1968, when Noyce lost a power struggle to become CEO. He took Gordon Moore and founded a company that they called Integrated Electronics Corporation, which they soon smartly abbreviated to Intel. Their third employee was Andrew Grove, who later would grow the company by shifting its focus from memory chips to microprocessors. Within a few years there would be more than fifty companies in the area making semiconductors. The exponential growth of this industry was correlated with the phenomenon famously discovered by Moore, who in 1965 drew a graph of the speed of integrated circuits, based on the number of transistors that could be placed on a chip, and showed that it doubled about every two years, a trajectory that could be expected to continue. This was reaffirmed in 1971, when Intel was able to etch a complete central processing unit onto one chip, the Intel 4004, tronic amplifier. “So I raced home, and I told my dad that he was wrong.” “No, it needs an amplifier,” his father assured him. When Steve protested otherwise, his father said he was crazy. “It can’t work without an amplifier. There’s some trick.” “I kept saying no to my dad, telling him he had to see it, and finally he actually walked down with me and saw it. And he said, ‘Well I’ll be a bat out of hell.’” Jobs recalled the incident vividly because it was his first realization that his father did not know everything. Then a more disconcerting discovery began to dawn on him: He was smarter than his parents. He had always admired his father’s competence and savvy. “He was not an educated man, but I had always thought he was pretty damn smart. He didn’t read much, but he could do a lot. Almost everything mechanical, he could figure it out.” Yet the carbon microphone incident, Jobs said, began a jarring process of realizing that he was in fact more clever and quick than his parents. “It was a very big moment that’s burned into my mind. When I realized that I was smarter than my parents, I felt tremendous shame for having thought that. I will never forget that moment.” This discovery, he later told friends, along with the fact that he was adopted, made him feel apart—detached and separate—from both his family and the world. Another layer of awareness occurred soon after. Not only did he discover that he was brighter than his parents, but he discovered that they knew this. Paul and Clara Jobs were loving parents, and they were willing to adapt their lives to suit a son who was very smart—and also willful. They would go to great lengths to accommodate him. And soon Steve discovered this fact as well. “Both my parents got me. They felt a lot of responsibility once they sensed that I was special. They found ways to keep feeding me stuff and putting me in better schools. They were willing to defer to my needs.” So he grew up not only with a sense of having once been abandoned, but also with a sense that he was special. In his own mind, that was more important in the formation of his personality. School Even before Jobs started elementary school, his mother had taught him how to read. This, however, led to some problems once he got to school. “I was kind of bored for the first few yea
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