...and yet it spoke to me as if the composition of our atmosphere could conspire to produce prismatic arcs of blended color in the sky.
(You're probably strategic in your approach to life, but if this is the most "vapid, meaningless tripe" you've encountered on HN, that speaks volumes about the site, because this article attempts to codify exactly what makes "vapid, meaningless tripe" the currency of our collective culture... if you are strategic in your day job tomorrow and aren't merely swaying in the breeze of office dynamics, I'd love to hear a brief outline of your day if you have the time)
