原创 江湖越老，胆子越小？

   
“技术这一概念包含的内容是广大的，广大到不可想象。即便我们把清醒时的每一分钟都用来努力地学习某种技术和其相关技术，我们关于这一技术的专业知识仍然
会存在漏洞。不，这些不是微不足道的漏洞，而是令人目眩的鸿沟！然而我们以一种（奇怪的）热情捍卫着这些鸿沟。...这是我们内心中最脆弱，最敏感的部
分，一旦暴露于光天化日之下，我们就会（迅速干瘪、）碎裂成齑粉。 riple

    也许你会发现，承认自己对System Verilog一无所知比花些功夫学习这门语言还要困难（与其为自己还没有掌握System Verilog而暗自苦恼，还不如花些功夫实际地学习这门语
言）。其实，只要我们工程师们不遗余力地去学习而不是一味地护短的话，我们可能永远不会被这些问题困扰。我们的知识就会像分形填满二维平面一样，从核心概
念开始，循序渐进地拓展开来，不会遗漏哪怕最微小的细节。我们永远不会因为急功近利而忽略那些更重要的概念和技巧。我们永远不会越过无法返身的那一点--
一知半解，耻于下问。” riple

    上面是我翻译的Kevin Morris 的又一篇力作中的两段，恭请大家阅读。如果大家觉得翻译得驴唇不对马嘴的话，还请看下面精彩的三段原文，如实摘录（Ctrl+C）。我还是把这篇blog发在FPGA版，但是希望其他版的博友们有空看看--这不是一篇关于FPGA的文章，这是一篇关于engineer的文章。 riple

    希望我们大家永远不要pass that point of no return。 riple

  Technology is big - enormously big.  We could spend every waking
moment of our lives studying diligently in and around our area of
expertise, and we'd still have holes in our knowledge.  Not small,
insignificant holes.  No, these are huge glaring gaps.  We protect
those gaps with a passion.  We guard them as if they held the very
treasure of our professional credibility.  We focus on the locus of
those vulnerabilities and reinforce the defenses around them with all
of our emotional resources.  If someone discovers our secret, we feel,
we will be exposed, shattered, ruined.

  It might turn out that it's more work to worry about the fact that
you don't know anything about System Verilog than it is to actually
learn System Verilog.  In fact, if we engineers always acted out of
efficiency rather than ego protection, we might never have these
problems at all.  Our knowledge would expand like a fractal, starting
with the core concepts and working its way in an orderly fashion out to
the finest details.  We would never skip over an important concept or
skill on our way to the practical details of a less significant one. 
We would never pass that point of no return – the point where we feel
we should know something already, and so are too embarrassed to go back
and learn it. 

  But, this is the birth of the hole – the start of the secret – the
speck of sand that makes its way into the oyster of our professional
ego.  We guard it like a terrible treasure and nurture it as it grows. 
We become skilled at subterfuge, adept at avoidance, masters of
misdirection.