On that evening, like almost every other day before, a man was hopelessly stuck in his car in a solidly blocked traffic. On some wide and long highway, above some wide and long city. Thousands of red lights , fuzzy in the heat of thousands of exhaust pipes, miles ahead, dimming into the horizon, in front of him.
What is the point I am making here? The point I am making is this : To find something one really needs in the MSDN ocean, one needs to spend 90% of time, in order to discard 90% of information encountered on the “path of discovery”, which I would call “path of MSDN misery” most of the time.