Where does that rubbish go?
March 5, 2008
Buster Boy, aged four, climbed over my shoulder a minute ago and looked at the Trash icon on my Mac’s dock.
“It’s empty” he observed, “Dad, where does the rubbish from that bin go?”
Why can’t my children be normal and ask questions about where babies come from?
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/dev/null effectively. Or you could just tell him that the files are still there, it’s just that any record of them existing has been removed so you cant find them, sort of like getting renditioned by the CIA.
The problem is that any reasonable answer, or an unreasonable one, will simply lead to further demands for explanation.
True, and I guess at four years old he probably wouldn’t get the CIA joke. Explaining about waterboarding might make bath time a challenge.
you know there’s nothing wrong with just saying to children you don’t know, it’s more honest than telling them the Great Wall of China was built to keep the rabbits out for instance.
My problem in this instance is not that I don’t know the answer (for once) but that I simply cannot think how I can share the information with Buster Boy.
well you’re one up on me mate because I’d have no idea whatsoever.
Anyway I’m sure he’s forgotten about it by now and is busily coming up wit some nano-technology or quantum physics question to stump you with.
haha nice one Ruboo.
Did you ask him where he thinks it goes?