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Peeve Farm
Breeding peeves for show, not just to keep as pets
Brian Tiemann
Silicon ValleyNew York-based purveyor of a confusing mixture of Apple punditry, political bile, and sports car rentals.

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Sunday, April 14, 2002
03:26 - Hee hee.

(top)
Chris and I were sitting, panting, at a table outside the squash court at the 24 Hour Fitness, like we often do on late weekend nights. It had been an exhausting game-- I'd just begun to play nasty, like he does all the time, and finally gave him a run for his money and actually made him fight for once.

As we sat, we could see a sidelong view of the TV behind the check-in counter, where the night attendants were watching... something. I knew they had an Xbox attached to it (I'd seen them playing Halo on it before), but this time we were far enough away from it-- across the lobby, and looking at the screen almost edge-on-- that I couldn't tell for sure whether it was a movie they were watching, or some game with lots of talking heads.

The faces looked chiseled, somehow; the heads moved in a staccato way that looked like they had been animated rather than filmed. It was a guy and a woman, talking under eerie bluish light in a techno-sort of office-type place. I thought for sure it was a game; maybe that James Bond thing or something.

We talked aimlessly for several minutes; then I looked over at the TV and noticed that the same two people were still talking.

"I sure hope that's a movie, because it'd be a boring-ass game."

And Chris replied, chortling, "Yeah-- must be an Xbox game."

Yay, their artistic vision is realized.

03:00 - Oh yeah--
http://www.lileks.com/bleats/

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While you're here, go read today's Bleat. It's about that photo down below. And it's good.

Well, good is sort of a relative term in this context. But it does help with the perspective-type stuff.

01:17 - Sage Words From Amongst Jollity...
http://www.capnwacky.com/fourth/patriotcard1.html

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From Cap'n Wacky's Unfortunate 4th of July Cards:

This card has it all, really: a grim joke about murdering your children, frightening cartoon characters, and (just in case you couldn't picture it on your own) a drawing of a boy blowing up.
To anyone who complains that our society has become too desensitized to violence in recent times because images in TV and movies, I urge you to take a close look at the exploding boy in this vintage postcard and ask you to never raise the argument again.

Good point, there.

I think the only difference is just that there's so much more media out there now that's too easy a target for people desperately wanting to blame the things that kids do on something. With evidence like this, it's easy to conclude that earlier decades were just as uncivilized and desensitized as we are today-- and perhaps more so, because of the macabre sense of humor that haunted us throughout the years following Poe and Twain.

Remember, this is a 4th of July greeting card.

23:00 - Force Powers-- a delete option?

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That new Jedi Starfighter game, for Attack of the Clones, is now flooding the airwaves.

It's finally here.

With a sleek, aerodynamic design, state-of-the-art navigation system, and the most powerful engines in its class; the most-anticipated vehicle of the year is now available... with Force Powers.

First it was midichlorians. Then it was video games with Force-O-Meters to tell you when you could score critical hits and stuff. Now the Force is another name for nitrous.

By the time Episode 3 rolls around, we'll have Jedi Knights powering-up with the Force blasting all around them like Dragon Ball Z energy waves. "Forceu powah-uppu Very Jedi Wondaful! Level 100%!" And then they'll turn 30 feet tall and have seven-bladed lightsabers, or hey, maybe space mech battles too. Why the hell not?

The more Star Wars episodes we get, the more impossible it's going to be to watch all six in episodic order. How the devil can you go from Episode 1, with its "These credits are perfectly acceptable." "What, you think you some kind of Jedi or something? With you mind tricks?" to Episode IV, with its "These aren't the droids you're looking for"? It's not going to make any sense. The Force will go from being lots of big flashy lightning-bolt-looking things shooting out of everybody's fingertips into a Zen-like mystical fabric of being. Just how are we supposed to reconcile these two storylines? It would be one thing if it went progressively from one to the other; but it's bad in Episode 1, and getting worse in Episode 2. After Episode 3, the jolt going to 4 will be grinding the gears so hard the teeth will go pinging all over the engine compartment.

(Apologies to Lileks-- that bit was just too good not to reuse.)

I think it's safe to say we've lost any hope of Star Wars ever resembling what it once was.

21:27 - We're more alike than we think (or sound, or our best testing indicates)

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I've had this cynical anti-religious set of reasoning in my utility belt for a while now; it goes like this:

HIM: You should join my religion, because it is the One True Way to salvation.

ME: Okay, tell me: Why are you trying to get me to join?

HIM: Well, because only those souls who accept <SAVIOR> will receive eternal reward in Paradise.

ME: In other words, if you do what your religion says, and make sure other people do too, you get to go to Heaven.

HIM: Er, yes.

ME: So what you're saying is, the human motivation to which religion appeals is... selfishness?

This always makes people put their index fingers in the air and go "Uhhh..." and sputter and get all indignant. But honestly, it's really an ingenious little trick, as old as time: Disguise social conscience as self interest, and because people will always act in a way that serves their own interests, this way you get all the good things religion teaches-- charity, brotherhood, love, peace, kindness, etc.-- because the people practicing it are acting in their own interests. They aren't trying to better the community or build strong families or whatever. They're doing what will benefit them in the long term. They get to go to Heaven.

So when I run across the following, quoted by Ken Layne...

Khaled, a hotel worker, spoke in wonderment of a martyr's encounter at the gates of heaven as someone having their file checked: "There will be blessings for 70 of his family and friends. The 72 virgins are real -- their skin is so pale and beautiful that you can see the blood in their veins. If one of these virgins spits in the ocean, the seawater becomes sweet. The martyr is so special he does not feel the pain of being in the grave and all that his family has to do to cleanse his file thoroughly, is to repay his outstanding debts."

Surely, we ask, this view of the Koran should be seen as philosophical? As a parable? But no, there was a chorus of disagreement from a gathering of his friends in the teeming Jabalya refugee camp near Gaza City: "No. This is real . . . this is as it will be," said Khaled, as much for himself as on behalf of younger Palestinians who now talk endlessly of the benefits of death over life in a bombing campaign that has killed more than 200 Israelis in 18 months.

But Dr Rabah Mohanna, whose Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine has claimed its own share of the violence - including last year's assassination of a minister in the Israeli Government -- is confounded by youth's lunge for the grave: "Thousands of young men and women are ready to be blown up. It is a new phenomenon -- you have no idea how big it is."

...My first reaction, like (I believe) many other people's reactions, is along the lines of "Geez, these guys are really serious about building a Palestinian state, aren't they? They're so dedicated to their cause that they're willing to die for it. They're willing to see the cause succeed even if it means they can't be a part of it. God, I can't imagine believing so strongly in an ideal that I would go to that extreme, not in our culture. They must be so different from us, there's no way we can negotiate!"

And, well, I'd be wrong. Because the only thing that makes them different from us is the stories they believe.


Consider: You're a Palestinian teenager. Your life sucks. You live in a refugee camp. Instead of Digimon or N'Sync, your entertainment is the promise of 72 virgins awaiting you after death. There's no question that this is real; it's universally accepted as truth. So death is better than life-- that's all well and good. So let's all kill ourselves, right? Well, no-- there's a catch: you have to die as a martyr in order to get the 72 translucent virgins. Okay, so what's a martyr? Well, it's like a sports star. It's someone who dies a certain way: fighting in jihad. It's a role model, an example to follow. It's a "When I grow up..." figure.

Note that Israel isn't necessarily even part of this picture.

You're a teenager who wants the 72 virgins. Your overriding concern here is the virgins, not the jihad. The martyrdom is a means to an end. You're not thinking about a Palestinian state; you're just thinking "Hey, look-- a convenient cause which will qualify me as a martyr." And so you strap on a bomb and take out a Jerusalem coffee shop.

Mission accomplished.

When pressed, sure, they'll shout for the blood of the Jews to run in the streets. Of course they will-- incendiary rhetoric is easy to instill and amplify. People love to absorb stories to repeat, and they love to believe in a cause and shout out to the world about why it's right. We do exactly that in the Christian world; just look at a televangelist or two. But the motivation is still those 72 virgins. It's whatever will fulfill us personally, not the ideals of the rhetoric itself.

They're serving self-interest, not social conscience. Not the greater good. Not the Cause.

Whoever has been fomenting the recent fascination with the suicide fantasy among Palestinian firebrands is a genius: he knows exactly how to motivate people.

Just like Westerners, they're motivated by selfishness. It might look like piety and idealism, but deep down it's the same thing that drives people anywhere to do what they have justified to themselves as being "right".

Doesn't mean that we have to accept that it's right, though.

I've never been a religious person, because far too often I've seen exactly this kind of motivation at work, right here at home. Sure, religion is a fine way for many people to make sense of the world. I have no problem with that. But we'd better not be lying to ourselves when we think about why we're religious; because if we are, we're blinding ourselves to the mindset of other cultures-- particularly cultures that think nothing of making us infidels dead on their way to translucent-virgin-land.


20:10 - Where'd THAT come from?

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Bizarre little stab at Cisco on the Simpsons just now.

An e-mail from Marge travels through wires and conduits... to a room where wires go in and out of a dented, dilapidated metal box with "CISCO SYSTEMS" stenciled on it and flies buzzing around it, and a caretaker snoring in a chair nearby.

What was that all about?

19:29 - From the What Were They Thinking? Department...
http://www.candydirect.com/html/eng/243208-AA.shtml

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There's an ad campaign going on right now that I'm afraid I simply don't understand.

It's a candy from Topps called "Baby Bottle Pop". Apparently it's been around for a long time, but now all of a sudden they're advertising it during prime-time on Cartoon Network. And the way they're doing it... well, it just confuses me.

The kids in the commercials eating the candy (which is, not surprisingly, shaped like a baby bottle-- with what appears to be sort of a pacifier-dipping thing) are teenagers, hip skateboarder types. And yet as they eat it, they have the heads of babies. Computer-animated baby heads.

They're sitting on a park bench, eating their baby-bottle-shaped candy, with their goo-goo heads grinning at each other about how great their various flavors are. As soon as one of them runs out, his head reverts back to the 16-year-old actor's face, and the other baby-heads laugh at him.

Then, as the commercial ends, you get the candy's slogan: "Brings out the baby in you."

So tell me: Who thought this was a good idea?


Whose brilliant plan was it to sell candy by appealing to teenagers' desire to look like babies? What teens did they think would sit in parks, conspicuously holding and eating objects that look like baby bottles? Why did whoever-it-was think that this commercial would increase sales to anybody?

But then again, maybe it is working. At least, if you believe Topps' own page:

Baby Bottle Pops were launched in 1998, and have already become one of the top selling lollipop products in the U.S.. Kids love dunking the delicious candy nipple into the powdered candy for a burst of flavor. Sour Baby Bottle Pops were introduced in 1999 to add pucker power to the line.

I'll never understand marketing. Which is a good thing, now that I think about it.

16:41 - NVRAM Breakthrough
http://www.chron.com/cs/CDA/story.hts/tech/news/1363062

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Man, do we ever take some things for granted in the computer world.

Like, for example, the inherent difference between RAM and hard-disk storage.

When you think about it, it seems a ridiculous couple of things to have to coexist in modern computers. And yet so many of the functions in computing-- in fact, almost all of them-- are dedicated to dealing with moving data from one to the other and back again.

Oddly enough, hard drive space and RAM size have not wildly diverged. Rather, they've stayed separated only by about one or two powers of ten. When 386-based PCs were all the rage, an 80MB hard drive and 2MB of RAM was quite a serviceable arrangement. A couple of years ago, 128MB of RAM and a 10GB hard drive were fairly normal. Today, you can expect to get a fairly high-end machine with 1GB of RAM and 80GB of disk space.

If you'd asked me in 1991 what our computers' respective storage sizes would be in 2002, I'd probably have said we would have 1GB RAM/512MB hard drives, or maybe 100GB hard drives powering machines with 16MB of RAM. I wouldn't have known which way it would go-- but I would never have guessed that the ratio of sizes would remain roughly the same.

With this in mind, doesn't it seem weird that our mass storage media are still so much fundamentally slower than our powered run-time memory?

Why do we have to educate new computer users about such concepts as:
  • The computer has to "boot" each time you turn it on, so that it can copy the operating system from the disk into memory.
  • When you run programs, the computer has to copy the programs from the disk into memory before they can do anything. When you quit programs, they are deleted from RAM, but remain on the disk.
  • When you work on documents in applications, the data exists only in RAM, until you explicitly "save" it-- tell the program to copy it from RAM onto the disk.
  • Each time you turn the computer off, everything in the RAM is deleted-- any data in documents you haven't saved, any programs that are running, the whole active copy of the operating system. This means that when you turn it back on, you have to wait while the computer boots, copying it all back into memory again.

Is it just me, or does this seem a little bit ridiculous?

We expect people who are brand-new to computers to accept these machinations as "just the way it is". We have to have training courses which spend their first couple of weeks explaining the difference between hard drives and RAM and why the two exist. Yet we have Palm devices that we can "turn off" and turn back on-- only to have exactly the same data on the screen as was there when we turned it off; and we have Macs that can "sleep", use almost no power, and come back up to exactly where they were before. (Although Macs will still lose all their RAM contents if you unplug them-- and Wintel PCs have "sleep" too, but it isn't anywhere near as efficient or fast.) So why can't computers just... be like Palms?

Well, if this new NVRAM development is for real and viable, we may have just that in our future.

Imagine-- you boot your computer once, and that's the last time you'll do it unless the computer crashes or you have to upgrade the OS. Regular shutdowns, like at the end of the day, are like turning off a Palm or putting a Mac to sleep-- just touch a button and the screen goes dark and the fans spin down, but everything in memory is still right where you left it. Touch the same button again, and pop! There's all your data again, unharmed.

And booting the computer would take only ten seconds or so, because you don't have to copy anything from disk to memory. The operating system just runs from where it is-- the compiled bytecode exists on disk in a format that can be directly executed. The only thing the computer has to do during boot is to fire up the I/O systems and test the devices. Then it's ready to rock.

Want to run a program? No need to "load" it into memory anymore-- if it's stored on the computer, it's both permanently stored and ready to execute. Just open it and it's running.

Want to create a document, or edit some existing data? Just open the file-- it's right there in memory already. Make changes, and they're all instantly and permanently stored. No "saving" necessary.

Of course, this means that many applications' "Revert to Saved" functions would now have to be reworked-- right now, the function represents a cheap hack that simply discards whatever's in RAM and reloads the file from the disk. But if there's no discrepancy anymore between the file on disk and the file in memory-- there's only the one copy now-- the apps would have to consciously keep a copy of the file, in the form that it was in when you opened it, in a temporary memory location-- and "Revert" would throw out your current file and read in this backup copy. But then, this also opens up the door to any application having an arbitrary number of "undo" levels, rather than the binary nature of "what's on disk" and "what's in RAM".

Reportedly, this new NVRAM is both high-capacity and fast. It must be slower than existing RAM (there's more for it to do), but then it's definitely going to be faster than doing everything off disk (run an OS completely in swap space and you'll know how painful that can be). So that's two out of three: fast and spacious. If they can nail the third key factor-- cheap-- then we'll have a revolution on our hands that rivals the transistor.

15:39 - Pushing the UNIX Envelope
http://www.macnn.com/news.php?id=13676

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Reader David Newberry (whoah! I've never said something like that before-- does that mean this blog is growing up?) sends me this outstanding catch.

Apple's apparently starting to pull out the stops on its OS X ad campaign... including the UNIX prong of the attack. This ad, which I would assume appears in one of the more hard-core UNIX-geeky industry rags (somehow I doubt this is a Newsweek spread), specifically touts OS X as a UNIX-- at that, a UNIX with a real usable front-end and real usable software and real usable hardware compatibility. And the title of the ad just gives me warm fuzzies:

"Sends other UNIX boxes to /dev/null."

As some of the commentors have noted, there is no MSIE icon in the Dock-- instead, there's the Netscape "N". Though there are MS Office icons. So this Dock is carefully organized to send two messages: a) OS X is not a slave to Microsoft, at least, not any more-- see, we don't even bother with their browser; and b) Even so, OS X runs MS apps like Office.

And ther's the Terminal, front-and-center. Indeed, the screen has a Terminal window and a PowerPoint slide showing, and an iPod and a FireWire hard drive mounted.

In other words, UNIX nirvana.

I wonder what's next on the ad wagon...

14:05 - It's totally different! See, the name has changed

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It has not escaped my attention that the name of the store in the strip mall a few blocks up Aborn, in the same place where the Taco Bell is that I frequent, has changed recently from "Budget Cigarettes" to "Aborn Cigarettes".

The question that's easy to pose rhetorically, but that I'm not willing to find out the answer to even though it's also easy, is whether this is because of a change of management where the new owner decided a name change would be a good idea for its own sake... or if it's because somehow the concept of "Budget Cigarettes" just seemed so horribly squalid and despairing that even the owner was feeling suicidal about it?
Saturday, April 13, 2002
01:00 - I WILL NOT DEFAME NEW ORLEANS... I WILL NOT DEFAME NEW ORLEANS...
http://www.cnn.com/2002/SHOWBIZ/TV/04/13/simpsons.rio.reut/index.html

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Geez, it seems the Simpsons producers keep getting into hot water over their obstinate refusal to keep all the envelope-pushing social satire of the show bound within the alternate-universe bubble of Springfield, USA.

First, many years ago, it was New Orleans into which the show ventured-- with the musical of A Streetcar Named Desire. You remember the words: "Long before the Superdome, where the Saints of football play / Was a city that the damned called home-- hear their hellish rondelé..."

An episode or two later, Bart's blackboard read "I WILL NOT DEFAME NEW ORLEANS". Whether this was pre-emptive or the result of an actual Cajun outcry ("I sue yo ass, Ah gar-ron-tee!"), I do not know. But now, after poking fun at Presidents, Knoxville, Washington D.C., and Australia, they appear to have stepped on the toes of Rio de Janeiro.

In the episode, bumbling family head Homer Simpson is robbed by street kids and kidnapped by an unlicensed taxi driver after his family ventures to Rio to find a missing orphan that daughter Lisa sponsored.

The family runs across rats and monkeys while looking for the orphan. When they find him, he has grown rich working on a television show and pays for Homer's release in gratitude for shoes Lisa had bought him to escape monkeys at the orphanage.

Rio tourism board president Jose Eduardo Guinle asked the board's legal team to look into what action could be taken.

"He understands it is a satire," tourism board spokesman Sergio Cavalcanti said at the time. "What really hurt was the idea of the monkeys, the image that Rio de Janeiro was a jungle. ... It's a completely unreal image of the city."

What makes one satire target lift his voice in shrill complaint, while all the rest take it in good humor? Is Brazil's tourism industry that low on confidence, that it thinks people will stop coming to Rio because of a Simpsons episode?

Ah well. I'm glad Brooks' apology was on the flippant side.

19:19 - I must blog this drink...

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I've discovered a drink that's delicious, healthy, rich in vitamins, and completely free of anything damaging or habit-forming. No caffeine, no calories, no sugar, no carbohydrates. And it looks awesome too.

1-2 fingers of lemon juice, then fill the glass with club soda. Add a generous splash of Da Vinci sugar-free cherry syrup-- or Torani if you don't mind having actual sugar in yours. Just put in enough to make it red, or more, depending on your taste for cherry syrup.

You can add a head by sprinkling on some Splenda or packet sugar.

I've had two glasses of this stuff already this afternoon, and I think it's going to become a staple for me. Yet another bad, nasty habit of mine. I just can't resist the siren song of lemon juice-- and this combines it with other stuff in such a way that it will fill my Atkins days with glee.

To life!

(What, you thought there was going to be alcohol involved or something?)
Friday, April 12, 2002
17:15 - I'm sure it's just my imagination...

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Is it just me, or has there suddenly been a sharp increase in the number of @mac.com addresses seen roaming about the Net?


In my own correspondence, I've noticed that two or three people on each of the mailing lists I'm on, including a number of fan-artists, blog respondents, and random people mailing me for other reasons, have mac.com addreses. On examination of the headers on their messages, a large proportion of those-- almost all, in fact-- are using Mail on OS X.

It could be that my experience is atypical. (I wouldn't be surprised to find that I tend to magnetize people with Macs to write to me more than non-Mac-people do.) But something tells me it's not; somehow I suspect that Mail.app and OS X are reaching critical mass, the level of acceptance where (for those people in a position to use it) it's becoming the default, obvious choice-- like Hotmail or Outlook Express.

It's so good to see that occasionally it's not Microsoft software that does this.

10:55 - Calvin, eat your heart out...

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Fresh Air this morning had a discussion of the physiology of tears-- why we cry, how we cry, the psychological aspects of crying, etcetera. They received a caller named Jasmine, who said, and I quote:

"Hi-- I'm ten years old, and I'm currently watching my three-year-old brother. It doesn't seem like he cries any more or less than girls his age. So I was wondering, what is the anatomical difference between boys and girls when it comes to crying?"

Damn... ten years old? That kid's gonna be going places.

10:17 - Oh. How romantic.
http://www.redherring.com/insider/2002/0411/2270.html

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The big launch finally arrived. On November 14 at 12:01 a.m., Mr. Gates handed over the first Xbox to a dedicated gamer who had waited for hours at the Toys 'R' Us store in New York City's Times Square. Mr. Blackley and his new girlfriend, Vanessa Burnham, were at the scene. He introduced her to Mr. Gates.


"You know, Seamus, I think she could help you get your act together," Mr. Gates said.

"You think so?" Mr. Blackley asked. "Something has to."

"You ought to marry her," Mr. Gates said.

"You think so?" Mr. Blackley replied.

"Yeah, absolutely," Mr. Gates said. "Here's a ring."

"I'll give it a shot, OK, cool," Mr. Blackley said. He got down on one knee.

"Vanessa, will you marry me?"

She laughed, then answered, "Yes."

"Thank you," Mr. Blackley said.

He rose and they kissed. Everyone in the store applauded. Mr. Blackley put the ring on Ms. Burnham's finger. John Eyler, CEO of Toys 'R' Us, presented a stuffed animal to her. Mr. Gates had been briefed, but he had ad-libbed the part about Mr. Blackley getting his act together.

Oh, yes, honey, I want to tell our grandkids about how you proposed to me by having the richest tycoon in the world rehearse a ridiculous little off-the-cuff exchange at a public press event and give you a free ring paid for by the blood of all the companies he killed. At that, an exchange that makes it look like you'll do anything he says, like getting married on his offhand suggestion. "You think so?" You pathetic toady.

Great article. Five pages of behind-the-scenes action, the whole story of how the Xbox came to be. All Microsoft fans take note: It was not Billzor Gates and Steve "E-trip" Ballmer, hip 20-something geeks playing air-hockey in the steam room in the sub-basement of One Microsoft Way, who suddenly said to each other, "D3wd! We should like totally make a game console!" "Yeah! We'd be 3l33t!" No. Not hardly. Read this thing. It's all the brainchild of Seamus Blackley, a failed game developer with an ego to match Bill's own, who was desperate to rebuild his shattered self-image after a devastating failure on a game he was working on for Spielberg. He proposed the idea to the Microsoft execs, who hated the idea at first. They took a long time to warm to it. But Blackley kept at it, goat-skulled; he was going to get his own back, damn them all.

I mean, look at this story. It's all a huge, disgusting ego trip. Sure, the guy has an admirable quality to his ideals: video games that are art rather than entertainment (Sony) or toys (Nintendo). But dude, art doesn't sell. At least, not unless it's a part of something larger that does sell.

So when you have internal propaganda like this:

There were plenty of other moments when Mr. Blackley's flair for "morale building" activities got him into trouble. At one internal meeting, he showed an animation dubbed "Survival of the Fittest." It sported a couple of Microsoft's mascot characters at a shooting range. They fired weapons and eviscerated mascots like Sega's Sonic, Nintendo's Mario, and Sony's Crash Bandicoot. He was quoted in a newspaper as saying, "Playing video games is like masturbation; everyone does it but no one wants to admit it."

... Somebody's got to see this effort for what it is: the paranoid scheme of a megalomaniac with more ambition than sense, more talent than intellect. Oh, they all said I was mad... mad! They called me a no-talent hack! They all laughed! ...Well, who's laughing NOW? Haaah hah hah hah haaaaah!"


Granted, it's a perfect fit for Microsoft: inferior in every way that counts, they release their inadequacy-related stress by symbolically blowing up the symbols of the ones who are successful. Hey, look-- it's the David Gonterman of the technology industry! If they can't succeed, they just make it up in really crappy volume, mockery, and FUD. That's the American Way!

Look, I'm big enough to admit that there are many things that the Japanese do so much better than we do that we should not even try. Video games are clearly one of them. Sure, Nintendo and Sony may be big cutthroat corporations with hardly any more ethics than Microsoft. But at least they won on their own merits, by making products that people wanted and by appealing to people's imaginations. With the Xbox, Microsoft is being everything that everybody hates about America: big, dumb, megalomaniacal, ethically stunted, and yet backed by enough resources to shoulder aside the beloved incumbents purely because they think it's their manifest destiny to spread their influence into every corner of the technology market.

I kicked walls when Microsoft decided to move into the server market, bringing a decidedly inferior product to bear against far superior platforms that already served their purpose perfectly well. Windows has never been suited to servers. It's not even designed to be remotely-accessible, for God's sake. There's no useful command line. The distributed-client architecture of Windows client-server apps is a sick joke. Why did they get into this market? Because they could. Because there was money that other people were getting, that they decided they should have instead.

I shrieked to the heavens when Microsoft brought out WinCE devices, creating a monstrously crappy alternative to the already hugely popular Palm platform. WinCE has always suffered from Windows' flashier-is-obviously-better problems; even their ads tout WinCE as superior purely because its e-mail client has more colors. Can your palm do this? (moving loose fist up and down) Never mind which platform is more stable, more extensible, more flexible, or has about a thousand times as much software available for it. Why did Microsoft get into this market? Because they could. They saw someone else getting money hand over fist, and they wanted it instead.

As always, Microsoft will keep doggedly pouring money into these things, making new versions, supporting their initially bland sales figures, gradually patching up the products until they're passable in functionality. But by then, the marketing team will have done their job: convincing the public that the Microsoft product is the only viable choice, no matter how crappy it actually is. All that matters is convincing IT directors and CEOs and gamers that as long as something looks pretty, it must be better. They did it with Internet Explorer (IE3 was awful beyond belief and encouraged bad coding style and had a non-standard table specification, but hey-- it was free! So it's obviously the one we should all be coding for now!). They did it with AVI movies (gee, QuickTime invented the whole concept-- but we can't have that! It's not a Microsoft technology! So let 'em have their little "MPEG" standards. We'll use our own free crappy stuff, everybody will make AVIs because they can, and QuickTime will die!). They've done it with Windows and with WinCE. And now they're going to do the same thing with the Xbox.

Back in 1996, my concern with Microsoft was that they would splinter the Web by forcing everybody onto their inferior browser with its lack of adherence to standards and its poorly implemented feature set, and a great part of the flexibility and promise of the Web as envisioned in the HTTP and HTML specs would be lost forever. Given the garbaceous state of IE at the time, it seemed like a distinct possibility, and the appearance was that Microsoft was simply experimenting-- dabbling irresponsibly in a field where it was dangerous to do something half-assed, where their poorly implemented solutions would inadvertendly kill much that was good in the industry. I wrote many feverish e-mails to whatever addresses I could find at the Microsoft website, berating them saying, "If this is the best you can do, maybe you should stay out of the web browser market." After all, just a month or two before, when asked whether Microsoft would start up an Internet division, Bill Gates had snapped, "That would be like having an electricity division."

Well, as it turns out, my fears were exactly correct. The web now runs exclusively on IE. The coding idiocies that IE had encouraged are now accepted standards-- rendering tables without </TABLE> tags, displaying blank table cells as empty rather than blanked-out with the table border color, supporting BMP images inline, and worst of all, completely ignoring all HTTP headers-- such as Content-type, Content-length, and other such useful controls-- so that it can display Word documents inline even if you've explicitly set the Content-type to try to prevent it from doing that. We no longer have the ability to program web apps according to the flexible published specifications, all because Microsoft successfully pushed IE down everybody's throats.

And yet my reasoning behind this was completely wrong. This was no accident. Microsoft had intended all along for things to go exactly this way. IE3 was crappy on purpose-- or at least, they didn't sweat the details-- because all that mattered was market penetration. Just get it out there, and make sure it's free. Tout useless technologies lke COM+ and ActiveX. Sneer at browsers that don't display gargantuan BMP images inline. Just get it out there... and then worry about making the browser usable. And yes, IE is now a very good browser. It's very fast (well, hell, it's a kernel process now), it renders everything according to spec (because Microsoft took over the W3C and rewrote the spec to fit their rules), and it works with every page known to man. So is this success?

Is this the path to market that we should be encouraging? Isn't this a bit like allowing suicide-bombing to result in renewed negotiations for peace with more concessions given to the side of the bombers? The ends justify the means?

Personally, I do not like that prospect for the technology industry.

Is there any market into which Microsoft will not insert itself if it can be shown that there's money to be made? Obviously video game consoles are not so wildly off-the-beaten-path that they won't leap into the fray, pretending to be the underdog and appealing to the easily-impressed-by-surface-flash geek-wannabes who failed high school calculus but who pronounce SQL as "Sequel" and think they're hot bat shit, just like they did with WinNT/IIS and with WinCE. What's next? Digital TV devices? Oh wait, yeah. So... military equipment? Genetic therapy? Recombinant DNA and viral weapon research?

And of course we're going to keep on sucking up everything they give us, until every nightmare sci-fi scenario about a maniacal corporation that controls everything in the entire world, like in Resident Evil, has come true.
Thursday, April 11, 2002
01:05 - Moment of Zen

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It's an old WB cartoon from the 1940s, with an aged couple sitting on a couch, poring over a photo album. The man says to his wife...

"Ahh, the good old days: the Gay Nineties!"


There's so much commentary that can be written about that line, in and out of context, that I'm instead going to go into vapor-lock and let you do the hard work.

Good night...

00:56 - Oh yeah, this...

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C'mon, tell us what you really think!

00:55 - Hey, this stuff could be fun...

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So we were eating lunch today at Armadillo Willy's, with big Texas burgers and peanut slaw and those really good fries they do. Our new guy, Johnny, was along with us for the ride-- we've been giving him a crash course in what it's like to be a part of our freaky social circle (and QA team)-- the stories that make up our collective lore, the people who make up our cast of characters, and the opinions that inform the running gag that we call life.

I picked up my tray, with the double cheeseburger with no bun. See, I've been eating Atkins-style lately, mostly because the rest of the household is doing it, and as everybody knows I spend most of my time flailing in the air having jumped off cliffs from which my friends have already hurled themselves. So, no bun for Brian. In the words of that Jack in the Box ad, "My hands were covered with meat and cheese!" And Johnny gave my plate such a look...

His order was immediately called, and he went up to get it. During the meanwhilst, I half-seriously hatched up a scheme with David under which I would quickly affect a religion where it was forbidden for me to eat bread. Atkiism, or something, where carbohydrates are kufr and only greasy meat can be considered kosher. When pressed for details, I'd glare into Johnny's eyes: "Hey, don't you oppress me, white boy!"

Unfortunately our attention spans shoved us onto something else before he even got back-- ketchup-bottle physics or Australian Rules Football or animation cels from a tiny low-resolution, low-quality QuickTime movie, where each cel has all the low-res blockiness and JPEG artifacts dutifully painted onto the acetate... and so the moment had passed.

So why am I watching Taxi and pretending to work on new server tools instead of getting something useful done?

Because I've got stupid thoughts from the middle of the day to dredge back up and commit to electrons, that's why.

You don't have to thank me.

00:24 - It's times like this that I wish I had my camera along...

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Now that we're on Daylight Savings Time, my drive home-- which takes me through downtown San Jose right about 7:20-- is the source of some of the best colors of the entire year.

Those who know me well know that I take a certain bizarre pleasure in the oddest of things. One of those is the drive home. It's relaxing, it's liberating, and it gives me a different movie to watch every time I do it. Tonight's feature gets three and a half stars.

Right after the DST switchover, the 7:00 hour is the sunset hour. This means that as I drive east through downtown, the sun is setting behind me-- it's already dipped behind the Santa Cruz Mountains enough that the freeway itself is in shadow, but the buildings of the skyline and the mountains behind them are still lit. And better yet, spring means the end of the smog season in the Bay Area-- it's now the era of clear air, high clouds, fog spilling through the cracks in the ridges of the Peninsula, and that golden quality to the light at sunset that reflects off all the downtown buildings' windows-- including the new one that's going up right next to the freeway. I don't know what it is, but it's turning out to be quite attractive-- tall (about 20 stories, which is tall for San Jose), symmetrical, clad in reflective glass except for the windowed stone-beige piers up the centers of the sides, and the westward-facing major wall sporting a gentle bulging curve that throws back the sunlight and strikes a pose like a building from the Presidio in a Star Trek future.

The best part of all this, though, is those eastern mountains. Tonight, as I passed through downtown, I noticed that the eastern ridge-- which got at least two dustings of snow this winter, luring me up into the Sierras for those two ski trips-- was still lit with that clear, golden sunset light. The cloud cover was wispy and high, lending some color to the landscape but not much obstruction to the light-- instead, the crest of the hills was wreathed with a series of what looked like that same kind of hill fog that constantly spills over into the Valley from over the western ridge, but that I'd never seen on the eastern one before. Depending on how poetic I'm trying to be, it looked either like a crown of thorns or a string of turds.

Above it, though, you could see the observatories. Those two or three bright white globes on Mt. Hamilton, the little specks of visible civilization that you can always see from down in the valley floor and dozens of miles away-- but today the light played on them in such a way that they leaped out from the cloud wreaths at their feet like a moon artificially inflated by being next to the horizon. They looked larger than life. They looked like the Spanish missions must have looked in the 1760s-- the only edifices of pure white to be seen for hundreds of miles, naturally attracting all the local tribes to come see them, to center their lives around them. The observatories seemed to be visible in as much detail as if I were standing in their parking lots, 3,000 feet up. With the sunlight glinting off them, with dim clouds behind them and drab fog below, they looked Olympian.

And then the sun went down all the way, foreground ridges obscured my view of the Hamilton crest, and I realized that my windshield was covered with spotty gunk from a recent rain spatter anyway-- so small good my camera would have done me.

Ah well. I saw it, at least.

19:47 - Ow ow ow.

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Aaaaahhhh. I finally got that splinter out of my fingertip that had been in there for two or three days.

The only protruding bit had broken off, and most of it remained below the surface of the skin; it was very very very small, but not so small that I could type without getting a twinge every time I brushed against it.

I couldn't figure out which way in it was embedded. No matter which direction I tried scraping it with my fingernail, it never seemed to want to move toward the surface or stick out a tiny bit of length that I could grab with a pair of tiny little tweezers or a micropipette or something. It just kept hurting.

I always sort of wonder whether if you never get a splinter out of your finger, if your skin will grow back over it and it will become a permanent part of your body-- or if the act of healing sort of pushes it out regardless of how deeply it's buried or what its orientation is. I've never found out the answer, and frankly I'm not keen to.

So finally, this afternoon, I managed to dig it out with a staple. I used the sharp end to grind away the skin surrounding it until all that was left was a raw sort of miniscule hole-- and no splinter in sight. I don't know where it went. All I know is that I can press on my fingertip again, and all I feel is the light burning sting of raw skin-- not the set-your-teeth-on-edge stabbing pinch of nerve endings under a needle-sharp pressure.

Why am I writing this here? Well, because it was the most rewarding accomplishment of the day.

C'mon. Compared to getting lionking.org back online yesterday, anything else in a context larger than my fingertip seems sort of inappropriate. Work-- bah. Server features-- they can wait.

I got that damn splinter out.
Wednesday, April 10, 2002
21:38 - XBox Death Watch
http://slashdot.org/article.pl?sid=02/04/10/1351245&mode=thread&tid=127

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The consensus seems to be forming across the Web: the Xbox is doomed.

Despite a brave face being put on lackluster sales by Microsoft's marketing machine, the numbers can't be denied: the Xbox is being outsold by the psOne. It's doing especially poorly in Japan and Europe, where they had hoped to make up for a weakish US start. They're taking a serious loss on the sale of each console, with an eye toward making up the cost on volume and firmware licensing agreements for developers-- and considering a) the low volume and b) the pathetic library of games, it would seem that the glowing green X-shaped tear in the top of the box is a gateway to Hell into which Microsoft is hurling bag after bag of large-denomination bills.

How sad does that make me? Hold on, I can't hear you-- too much loud music and carousing being done here. Someone just sprayed me with Silly String. The celebration party's a little too wild; I'll get back to you in a bit.

This Slashdot article has a lot of enlightening comments. (And a lot of insanely funny ones too-- one guy says "My kids think Gamecube is the cat's ass," to which another responds, "Help me out with the lingo here. Does this mean they like it, hate it, or just need a lesson in basic feline anatomy?") Among the less-raucous are tidbits like the one about how Microsoft plans to keep funding the Xbox sales push in order to keep the machines on store shelves for as much as five years, regardless of whether sales ever pick up. Hey, bring 'em on-- the more money we can make 'em lose, I'm all for it. Go nuts!

Other readers point out articles by Gord of the inimitable actsofgord.com: This one, where he speaks preemptively (in November) about the chances the Xbox might have against its entrenched competition in a real-world gamer's market-- and this one, in which he deconstructs the pricing schemes of the various companies and which ones subscribe to the "Sell the consoles at a loss and make it up on game licensing deals" scheme (hint: Microsoft is not the first to do it, but they're in the minority). The Gord hath spoken.

What you won't find among the Slashdot comments, however, is rhetoric from people who refuse to buy Xboxes on principle. You know, because it's Microsoft, regardless of how carefully they hide the MS logo in the Xbox ads. This is Slashdot we're talking about-- surely you'd expect that there would be at least some of the idealistic ranting. But there's none-- not a peep. I don't understand this. What has happened to these people's spirit? This is Slashdot, for Pete's sake. Open-source geeks. These people will fight a holy war over whether Linux or FreeBSD has the open-source license that's more likely to undermine and overthrow Microsoft's hegemony. These are people who will use StarOffice and KDE and GIMP and claim to their last dying breath that they have all the functionality of a Windows-using commercial-software sheep. And yet to judge by their comments, half these people bought Xboxes. What is wrong with this picture?

I was thoroughly convinced, along about November, that there would be throngs of Linux and open-source people out in front of Fry's at midnight on the day of the Xbox's launch, waving signs and passing out flyers and denouncing Microsoft's business practices-- just like they did at the Win95 launch and the Win98 launch. I was fully expecting to read all about it in the tech press the next day. But... I didn't. Why? Who knows? Who can understand the gamer's mind? The cynical side of me says "Sure, anybody can be idealistic when they're talking about office apps or Web servers-- but when it comes to Halo, all bets are off! W00o0ot! Go Xb0X!" And going by my experience with MMORPGs and the people who play them, I have a very hard time forcing that cynical side of me to shut up. I want to believe my friends have a little bit more integrity than that. I want to believe that the people I know and respect can resist the lure of bump-maps and battle-damaged cars and the gutted soulless husk of Bungie for the sake of a little solidarity in the face of a Microsoft marketing offensive explicitly designed to get under their defenses and win them over and make them start saying "Mmmmmicrosoft? Well... gee... I guess they're not all that bad..." as they bang away on their giant Xbox controllers.

No, it must be something else. Do these guys drop their facade of idealism in favor of sane pro-vs-con discussions whenever video game consoles are concerned-- because they're somehow not the same as desktop operating systems? Because the Microsoft that makes the Xbox is really not the same hated corporation that they've been fighting all their lives against-- they're an underdog now, so they deserve a fair shake and a chance to prove their worthiness in the market? Is that what's happening?

Unfortunately, I can't seem to convince myself that that's the case. My reasoning always seems to circle around to what my cynical side is telling me. Just wave some crack in the air, and the freedom-fighters will drop their keyboards and soak their chins with drool. If only the al Aqsa Martyrs Brigade were so easily won over.

I just got rid of my PS2 tonight-- I'd bought it on September 10th, so my heart was never really in it in the first place; I'd played Gran Turismo 3 for a few weeks, but as it turned out I haven't touched it in about four months. And truth be told, the only reason why I bought it in the first place was as a sort of preemptive strike-- to get a video game console into the house, so other members of my household would not feel tempted to fill that void by buying an Xbox for the house.

Now that such a move seems to be less and less likely, given the timbre of the headlines, I feel safe in unloading the PS2 to a friend. He wouldn't have been able to afford one on his own, and I was willing to pay to get the damn thing out of my room, so it worked out pretty well for all involved. And since the friend in question actually lives in the same house as me, the PS2 is moving to the big-screen TV downstairs, where it can be even more visible in its Xbox-displacing glory than it was before. I should have put it there in the first place.

And maybe it will elbow aside some sports from the TV. Believe it or not, I'd rather listen to video games all day than sports for ten minutes.

And in any case, it's not doing me any good up here. Time to send it back in to continue the good fight.

Meanwhile, I resume my quest to discover where the anti-Xbox solidarity has gone. Granted, people aren't buying Xboxes, but it's on the Xbox's merits (or lack thereof), not because of anti-Microsoft fervor. Hey, I'll take what I can get-- but I would love to see just one person refuse to buy an Xbox because they don't buy Microsoft products, even video game systems.

Is that too much to ask?
Tuesday, April 9, 2002
00:53 - Elijah Would
http://rollingstone.com/mv_news/newsarticle.asp?nid=15574

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I've been meaning to post this for some time now; it came up while my server was offline, and it's been sitting open in a browser window on my desktop machine ever since then, rebuking me for not sending it on out into my freakish little corner of the world.

Okay, okay, little article-- you get your wish. I'm no match for your charms.

It's a Rolling Stone interview with Elijah Wood, with lots of fun insights into his character, his past, and his life on the Lord of the Rings set. This being Rolling Stone, frank language abounds. But that just helps make it all the more authentic. "Keepin' it reeeal", I believe is the official term.

Mostly, what one hears from those who shared his company in New Zealand are testaments to Wood's maturity. It is Wood who describes a rare exception to this - a night out in Wellington drinking vodka and cranberry juice that ended with Wood and fellow hobbit Dominic Monaghan climbing up a fountain statue that had been annoying Wood and pissing in it as Liv Tyler, cast as Arwen the elf princess, looked on and said (Wood does a high-pitched Tyler impression), "Guys, what are you doing? Did you just piss in the fountain?" He enjoys this story. "Funny though," he says. "Good memories."

Great little anecdotes. The article seems to spend an inordinate amount of time on what is clearly a lot less of a big deal than the interviewer seemed to think it must be-- Wood's lack of an emotionally close father-- but other than that, it's a whole lot of fun.

And the interviewer is clearly a fan, not just of Wood, but of the story.

Elijah Wood has the ring. There were other rings, used for different shots, but he has the ring he wore: the ring that was the ring. Jackson gave it to him in a wooden box as he left New Zealand at the end of filming. "It is the one ring," he says, "which is a pretty great thing to have."

He keeps the ring in his office. It's put away, out of sight.

I ask Wood whether he often takes it out and fondles it.


"No," he says. "I haven't taken it out in quite some time. I'd rather just keep it hidden away for now."

I don't know if TheOneRing.net counts as a blog, but if it does, it's certainly one of the best themed blogs I know. I can always count on it to turn up stuff like this.

00:33 - We have a new champion...
http://www.karelia.com/watson/

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Watson was updated to version 1.5 recently.

Yeah, big whoop, huh?

Actually, kinda, yeah. See, Watson is in my humblest of opinions one of the coolest pieces of software ever to grace the world. Why? Well, because it's-- well, let's count the things it is:
  • Yahoo column-view navigator
  • Movie showtimes finder, trailer viewer, theater locator, poster viewer, and ticket-buying conduit
  • eBay auction manager
  • FedEx/UPS/USPS/Airborne Express package tracker
  • Currency converter
  • Image search tool
  • TV listings guide and search tool
  • O'Reilly "Meerkat" news browser
  • VersionTracker portal
  • Arriving Flight tracker
  • Recipe search tool
  • ZIP code search tool
  • Phone number search tool

...And several other things. More tool modules are being added all the time, accreting themselves into your Watson application like asteroids clattering together in space to form a moon.

Oh, and it's about 2MB.

This is about the most elegant thing I've ever seen. It's just a framework-- written in pure Cocoa-- for all kinds of web-enabled tools which suck in data from all sorts of online databases and format them in grids and detail drawers. The Movies tool, for example, lets you navigate through the Mac OS X-style column view by either theater or movie title (after entering your ZIP code); when you select a movie, the drawer at the bottom shows you movie details, the promo poster, and the trailer video which you can watch right inline. There's also a "Buy Tickets" link right there where applicable.

Because of the TV Listings tool, I now no longer need to deal with my AT&T Broadband on-screen guide system-- because Watson's is much faster and provides a whole lot more flexibility. After inputting my ZIP code and selecting my cable provider (it knows about all the local ones), I get to check off my favorite channels, and watch all the listings at once, clicking on each one to see the same show details that I get on the cable system. It has a search function, too, so I can see the next n showings of Invader ZIM.

What else? Well, plenty. For one thing, the reason for the title of this post is that Watson-- well, let's just say that they've improved their icon. Oh, how they have improved it.

This is the "installer" folder. Look at it. I mean, just look at it. The bag with the globe in it is the icon. (You simply drag it from there to your Applications folder.) The newspaper next to it is the Readme file. Before you jump to conclusions, no, Finder windows don't have live raytracing and 3D shading now; the newspaper icon is artificially shaded to fit in with the "streetlight" background image. And no, when you click on the bag and drag, you don't lift the shiny blue sphere out of the bag and and into the light. But damn-- is that not the coolest installer-folder presentation you have ever seen?

Okay, maybe I'm just easily impressed.

No, that's not it. This program just kicks ass. I've just sent in my $30-- if ever a shareware program deserved registration, Watson is it.

This is what Sherlock should have been-- and what Sherlock probably would have been if Apple had sat down to redesign it from scratch using the Cocoa frameworks rather than simply porting the legacy Find utility.

2MB... damn. This is exactly what everybody's been hooting about with Cocoa all this time. This is going to become an indispensable part of my life, if I let it.

Incidentally-- Chris, a dyed-in-the-wool Linux guy, saw me playing with Watson today. After watching me scoot around in the Movies tool for a minute or two, he said, "Okay, you're having far too much fun with your Mac. You need to give it to me now."

Open web resources and interconnectivity. .NET, eat your heart out.

Now if you'll excuse me, Watson has pointed out a number of movies that I've been meaning to see which are on at this very moment.

18:15 - Well Done, Mr. Fortune Man

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I have a "fortune" database of all the Simpsons quotes for the first eight or nine seasons or so, compiled from the quote sections of the Episode Capsules at snpp.com. There are a lot of quotes-- like 5MB worth.

Each quote has a little credit line at the bottom, put there by whoever did the transcribing. If the quote is just a single line from one character, the credit line simply says (for instance), "Homer, 'Homer's Odyssey'", or if it's a dialogue, "-- 'Lisa's Date With Density'". But more often than not, and especially in the later episodes, the credit line includes an additional little witticism by the editor, for instance:

Homer: Donut?
Lisa: No, thanks. Do you have any fruit?
Homer: [offers some of the donut he's eating] This has purple stuff
inside. Purple is a fruit.
-- Mmm, purple, "Bart on the Road"

Often these little dabs of editorial wit are as amusing as the quote itself; just as frequently, though, they're just dumb. Regardless, they've attained their own life as an integral part of the process of quoting The Simpsons out of context.

Well, today I ran across what must be best quote credit line I've ever seen... the Perfect Tagline:

Bart: [sighs] I wasted five bucks on these.
Lisa: Where'd you get five bucks? I want five bucks.
Bart: Aw, I sold my soul to Milhouse?
Lisa: [incredulous] What? How could you _do_ that? Your soul is the
most valuable part of you.
Bart: You believe in that junk?
Lisa: Well, whether or not the soul is physically real, Bart, it's the
symbol of everything fine inside us.
Bart: [tsking sadly] Poor, gullible Lisa. I'll keep my crappy sponges,
thanks.
Lisa: Bart, your soul is the only part of you that lasts forever. For
five dollars, Milhouse could own you for a zillion years!
Bart: Well, if you think he got such a good deal, I'll sell you my
conscience for $4.50.
[Lisa starts to walk off]
I'll throw in my sense of decency too. It's a Bart sales event!
Everything about me must go!
-- Great selection and rock-bottom prices, but where is the soul?, "Bart
Sells His Soul"

Bee-autiful. A masterful turn of the pen. As it were.

Best... tagline... ever.

Monday, April 8, 2002
22:52 - The Anti-Pickle Conspiracy

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I think I know what the problem is.

The world is conspiring to deny Brian pickles.

About a week ago, I posted about my travails at the local Togo's with a server who seemed incapable of understanding that I wished him to put a large, plural number of pickles on my hot pastrami sandwich. I finally got my pickles-- oh yes, Brian will not be denied-- but not before reminding the guy no fewer than three times of my wishes that he should not only fail to ignore the giant bin of fluorescent salty green vegetable discs, but should fail spectacularly to ignore it. This he failed to do-- er, he failed to fail, I guess. He ignored me entirely, until I all but shoved two fingers up his nose and directed his head forcefully into the pickle hopper.

So I was in In-N-Out Burger the other day, with David. (In-N-Out, I should mention, for the benefit of those who don't live in the Southwestern U.S., is a rather spookily good burger chain-- spotless, spacious, all white tile with little red palm trees, with french fries that are fresh whole potatoes five minutes before they arrive on your tray and huge burgers with actual tasty cheese and with tomatoes and onions so fresh you can taste that they're cold inside. Their menu is almost a parody, comprising "Hamburger, Cheeseburger, Milkshake, Sodas, and Fries" like some kind of theme-park concession stand. But they also have unlisted "code" items: Double-Double (2x meat, 2x cheese), 3x3 (same thing times 1.5), all the way up through 8x8 (a friend of mine once ate one, very unhappily toward the end); Animal Style (with grilled onions), Protein Style (no bun, just a big leaf of lettuce wrapped around the innards, for those whose diets-- like the Atkins-- forbid them to eat bread), and plenty more that only the insiders know, like grilled-cheese sandwiches and salads and burger configurations familiar only to the elect few. In-N-Out employs clean-cut, white-bread, erudite, happy, eager-to-please, giggly but chaste high-schoolers from the 50s, plus happy-looking Anglo-Saxon family men who look like they must drive Lexuses, for $10 an hour-- almost twice the minimum wage. Every In-N-Out that has ever opened in California, Nevada, and Arizona has instantly had a lunch line that happily stretches out the door, around the parking lot, and down the street-- people are that enamored with the food this place serves, and for so little money too. And their soda cups and burger wrappers have little Book of Mormon verse references printed on them, hidden down in the corners and on the insides of the bottom rims. Make of this what the hell you will.)

...Right, anyway. So I was in In-N-Out with David, and I had just finished relating to him the hapless tale of Togo's and the Pickle Bait-and-Switch. I then casually mentioned how the last couple of times I had gone through the In-N-Out drive-thru, to get Protein Style burgers for my Atkins-Dieting roommates, In-N-Out had gotten something wrong in the order each time. First, they forgot Zjonni's chocolate shake. And on the subsequent time, they neglected (hey, surprise) to put pickles into my burger. Yes, I'd asked for extra pickles. Yes, they'd repeated extra back to me, quite clearly.

Just as I finish telling him this tale of woe, our orders are called. I go and pick mine up. We sit back down; he's rolling with silent laughter, and he reflects on the cruel irony of a worldwide conspiracy that seeks to deny pickles to me, the person who would cheerfully support the pickle industry singlehandedly if need be. Ah, life. He tears into his burger. I tear into mine. Wait. I pause, startled. I look closer. I look at David.

"Guess what they forgot to put on mine?"

22:28 - Blog Drought

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Lately I've simply not felt very much like typing. I'm not sure why it is-- whether because world events just feel too large for me to pretend I understand them, or because everything I say seems unfailingly to offend someone whom I have no wish to offend, or because I have too much emotional energy wrapped up in getting my server back online, or because I have too much e-mail to answer and simply don't want to start because it's all the same stuff over and over again-- I don't know. But the upshot is that I can't blog even though I have tons of links to post, tons of opinion to write about, tons of stuff to accomplish.

I think my motivation gland has just shut down production temporarily. Or at least rerouted its efforts to other pursuits, like encoding QuickTime movies of Cartoon Network shorts and Samurai Jack episodes.

I know I owe a lot of stuff to a lot of people right now, but I'm afraid it's going to have to wait a little longer. There are some tangles in my life at the moment that I need to work up the energy to tackle with a comb.
Sunday, April 7, 2002
18:08 - From The Register: Microsoft has had its "teeth kicked in" over the Xbox.
http://www.theregister.co.uk/content/54/24630.html

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Double aaaawwwww.

18:05 - Windows XP has inexplicably failed to take the computing world by storm...
http://www.theinquirer.net/07040205.htm

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Aaaaawwwww.


17:33 - Apple Tackles Chicken-and-Egg Implementation Conondrums (again)
http://www.apple.com/hotnews/articles/2002/04/hdtv/

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HDTV is having trouble taking off-- the sets are expensive, and there isn't much content, so people aren't buying the sets... but there isn't more content and the sets aren't coming down in price because there's so small an installed base. Chicken-and-egg.

But here's a testimonial about how Final Cut Pro is enabling the content providers to do all their stuff easily and cheaply, helping to defray the production costs and barriers to getting the material out onto the airwaves.

So that's HDTV; meanwhile, they're tackling BlueTooth with a hardware dongle implementation, which you can buy now. While the PC industry has been hemming and hawing for months about BlueTooth but not actually implementing it, Apple has taken the initiative.

This is exactly what happened with USB; PC makers included USB only sporadically, until the iMac made it a standard piece of equipment and opened the floodgates for peripherals which no longer had to worry about the installed base being too small.

So that's a couple more things we can add to the litany of "Areas where Apple is out ahead of the pack".
Saturday, April 6, 2002
00:45 - Article of the Day (at the very least)
http://www.weeklystandard.com/Content/Public/Articles/000/000/001/102gwtnf.asp

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There hasn't been much blogging today-- not here, not at USS Clueless, not elsewhere-- and I think it's because people have been busy reading and digesting this article: "Among the Bourgeoisophobes", by David Brooks of the Weekly Standard.

Go and read it. Join the crowd-- everybody's doin' it.

You'll find it's worth it. Why? Because it would seem, in two pages of concise analysis, to corral together all the cultural and intellectual sentiment that underlies anti-Americanism, anti-Israelism, communism, fascism, Islamofascism, and just about every other cause of war and struggle in the past couple of centuries. I don't think it's too aggrandizing to say that it's the Unified Field Theory that explains Hitler, Lenin, Hirohito, Marx, Saddam Hussein, and bin Laden. It can all be traced to the same cause and tied to the same motivation. It can all be encircled by one word: bourgeoisophobia.

Steven den Beste says he's going to have plenty to say about this article in the future. I can hardly wait.
Friday, April 5, 2002
01:52 - Oh my God, they've killed Kenny!
http://www.knoxnews.com/kns/tv_and_radio/article/0,1406,KNS_357_1068623,00.html

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Yeah, I know-- real original title. But I couldn't think of anything more appropriate.


I'm actually kinda relieved at this. Some of the most recent ways they've used Kenny have been the most clever in South Park history-- but I agree, the gag has run its course. And since they're doing this as a response to the natural and unbidden evolution of the characters within their universe, it signals that Parker and Stone are still committed to keeping the show fresh and true to its roots. If they weren't, they'd keep doing Kenny jokes, only in a progressively more and more formulaic way.

Of course, the role he played after he died in South Park: Bigger, Longer, & Uncut was probably what I'd consider his definitive death. It's the perfect illustration of the emotion and humanity that lurks beneath the stark and overbearing satire of the show's confrontational premise. Kenny was a great bridge between those two aspects of the show, and I hope the new cast with Butters as a core character will find the same kind of groove.

Rest in peace, Kenny-- and enjoy those angels.

17:46 - Well, would you look at that...
http://www.apple.com/cinematools

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Aha... so this is why Apple bought Filmlogic last year: it's now Apple-ified, integrated with Final Cut Pro, and released as Cinema Tools-- the "last mile" part of digital-film editing, which is what digital video editing wants to be when it grows up.

Until now, if I'm very much mistaken, filmmakers shooting 35mm or 16mm film who wanted to digitally edit it had the option of converting it from the 24 frames-per-second of film to the 29.97 fps of NTSC or the 25 fps of PAL, edit it in Final Cut Pro, and then... well, print it to videotape or DVD. Which is nice, but it's not film. If you digitize your film in order to run it through the digital processor, you then had to either use expensive third-party or homegrown tools to print it back to film at 24 fps, or simply accept that digital editing was a commitment to video or DVD finals-- not an attractive prospect.

Well, now Apple has released Cinema Tools, and now there's no need to be constrained to a frame rate. You can work with material at whatever frame rate your equipment uses, then convert it to 24 fps for printing back to film, and interpolate back and forth at full HD resolution-- which if I'm right means that the last hurdle keeping people from going all-digital in the editing process has now been removed and democratized into the $1000 price target. And thus the conquest is complete. No more $80,000 Avid systems; no more massive studio-owned entrenchments. Now it's all available to anybody, and the most expensive single part of an editing rig is no longer the software-- it's the computer and the camera.

When one considers that Apple is supposed to be a home-computer company, the degree to which they're committed to delivering a revolution to the professional film industry is rather revealing. I guess the money that filmmakers and studios are flinging into Apple's coffers is encouraging enough that Steve realizes this market is poised to explode, even if it isn't what Joe iPod or Bob EverQuest find interesting in their daily computing lives.

I'll have to ask Paul what he thinks of this development...

16:39 - Any port in a storm...
http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/world/la-000023881apr03.story

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Here's a very forthright and surprising LA Times article on homosexuality in Afghanistan, particularly in Kandahar.

It sounds like ancient Greece or something.

14:20 - Blame Canada
http://instapundit.blogspot.com/?/2002_03_31_instapundit_archive.html#75080993

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Canadians with whom I correspond look with disbelief at the SSSCA and mutter sympathetically about how glad they are that they don't live in the USA; whereas we in the USA look at Canada's proposed taxation on high-capacity digital media (CD-Rs, hard drives, etc) which would inflate the price of an iPod threefold on the argument that it defrays the cost of piracy, and mutter sympathetically about how glad we are that we don't live in Canada.

My point? We're sort of in the same boat. Neither side of the border has the moral high ground when it comes to stupid political moves, and we can each look at our own governments and cluck sadly with as much ease as we can cluck at the one across the way.

But take a look at this letter over at InstaPundit, reportedly one which represents succinctly the attitudes of a great many other letters from Canadian citizens who are downright ashamed at their country's post-9/11 actions.

We have a government that values tolerance, understanding and sensitivity over justice. They value multiculturalism and diversity over prosperity, patriotism and national pride.

Our Prime Minister and government left most Canadians ashamed in the wake of 9/11. Canadians once fought valiantly for the cause of freedom. Two generations have passed since then. Our current government has no such morality, no such courage. Our government's response to September's tragedy sullied the memory of those who sacrificed their very lives to provide the basis for freedom. They provided the basis for freedom, but could not ensure it. Freedom must be earned each day. Our government, and many foolish Canadians, balk at the price (like the rest of the world, we prefer to let you pay for it). Today's government - although not just Canada's in this case - would gladly devalue to meaningless the sacrifice of our veterans when threatened by something as mildly evil and threatening as the Durban conference, never mind something so morally unequivocal as the World Trade Center bombings or Israel's war against those who wish it annihilated.

Were I Prime Minister in September I would have been in New York the next day - serving coffee if need be - but doing something to help. Our Prime Minister waited weeks and lied by saying that Guiliani's office had told him not to come! Can you imagine the shame of being represented in such a way? You are our very generous neighbour, for which I am ever-thankful. If my neighbour's house burnt down tonight, I would be there immediately to offer whatever help I could. True, most days we barely exchange a nod. I have never had them in my home. But there are times where being a neighbour takes on a different meaning. Canada's response to 9/11 was the equivalent of me standing over the ashes of their home and saying "that'll teach you to play with matches". That you are so forgiving of such "friends" as Canada is one of the reasons American culture is so much sought after, and is one of the reasons it will prevail.

We have a government still trying a dozen years after the fall of the Berlin Wall to show that socialism works, and that government has the answers. We face an incredible tax burden due to a redistributive policy that, if not reversed, will see Canada become another Argentina in a generation. Our government is acutely averse to any policy that de-centralizes governmental power, or reduces their influence on the daily lives of people. They believe that charity does not start at home - it starts with the Prime Minister. Government largesse is doled out - in wildly disproportionate amounts to Quebec and other regions that continue to re-elect the ruling Liberals - with little regard for taxpayers and a belief that individuals cannot make a just society, only government can.

If the U.S. would accept Canadians as political refugee claimants you would have a long line at the border. Our country has ceased to be a representative democracy, and is suffering a slow death which the U.S. itself narrowly avoided. The takeover of our educational establishments decades ago has succeeded in destroying most of the characteristics of Canadian society that contributed to its early successes. The politically correct, tolerant-of-all-at-all-costs, multicultural, compassionate collective result is a country that no longer stands for anything. Nor are we against anything, except perhaps the U.S. Canada is a country that would be unable to define itself were there not an America. We cannot say what we are, or what we stand for, but whatever it is, it isn't what you stand for. Such is our anti-identity. What is going on up here is a people constructing a society whose goal is to avoid all that is right with yours.

I'm actually made vaguely uncomfortable by this-- I think it's the discomfort that someone feels who receives an award for work that was accomplished mostly by achievers who came before him, but for which he was only the most visible or recent figurehead. It's like having a PC user lavish praise on a Mac after reading my blog but never using a Mac himself-- it makes me go "Uh, well, y'know, let's not be jumping to conclusions here."

The fact is, I have a number of Canadian friends, most or all of whom are quite happy and proud to live where they do. They're rightly taken aback at the suggestion that they should emigrate in protest of their country's politics, just as I would be when things turn iffy around here. It's novel to get this perspective from actual Canadian citizens, because traditionally these kinds of sentiments have come from Americans-- Americans who consider Canada to be a funny little outrigger of a country, a place to go on vacation where there aren't many people in the tourist destinations, where we get to feel as though we're in a "foreign country lite" because of all the French and terms like "provincial parks" and all the ringing Highland surnames. We respect Canada as an equal when we really have to think about it, but for the majority of the time we belittle it. South Park: Bigger, Longer, & Uncut was widely enjoyed by Canadians all over, not least because it depicted Canadian influence kicking America's ass... but that whole framework of parody indicates our larger view of Canada, which is of a vaguely offbeat place just outside our range of interest where they talk funny and spell things funny and pretty much don't get in anyone's way. For all the attention Americans usually pay to Canadians, the latter really could be paper cutouts with beady little eyes and flapping heads. That's about as seriously as we take them.

I don't like this. I don't like belittling the people who should be some of our best allies, people who have a significant influence on world politics regardless of what Parker and Stone say about Celine Dion and the porn industry. I don't like hearing people talking about seeking political asylum on the other side of the border, even if it's people talking about themselves. If they're really serious about it, well, sure-- I would make a special effort to accommodate such a decision and its aftermath, as I'm sure those in Canada would do if I were the one moving.

But while this kind of idealism and admiration is encouraging and makes those of us who read it feel better about the things the USA stands for, I'm never that much at ease seeing someone dissing his own country in favor of the USA.

For countries to be strong allies, they need to be confident in themselves and their own ideals, rather than all trying to emulate some central swaggering idealogue. If America is in the Vin Diesel role in The Fast and the Furious, the guy everyone flocks around, the pugnacious and charismatic muscular sex machine that everyone aspires to be, the Tyler Durden to Canada's Jack-- then the gang is reduced to a cult of character. But if everybody in the gang is treated as an equal, each contributing the unique strength that he brings to bear, free of snide self-denigration and schizophrenia, then a lot more is bound to get accomplished.

I'm gratified to hear that so many Canadians are feeling ideologically closer to America these days, and I welcome their voices. But, hey, we're not right all the time either. And we need you too.

11:03 - 4/1 is just the kickoff...
http://www.somethingawful.com/truthmedia/lordoftherings/index.htm

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Okay-- go read this review of Lord of the Rings, the movie. Go on-- I need you to read if first, before you come back here and continue reading this post. In the words of Glenn Reynolds, I'll wait.








Okay. Now, depending on your intelligence and/or level of rabidity, you've either been made furious -- and fired off an indignant e-mail to the review's author-- or unearthed the real story. See, this "review" is part of "Truth Media", a new segment of SomethingAwful.com, whose not-very-well-hidden mission statement and index page reveals the scheme: specifically to entrap people with an overzealous sense of loyalty to a movie, band, whatever. Their goal is to bait people into flaming the authors of the reviews, so they can post the hate-mail gleefully on their site. And frankly they'd deserve it, too.

Most of the authors have not even seen the movies, heard the music CDs, or used the software reviewed; we simply leaf through various online reviews and summarize them while creating grevious typos, factual errors, and outright fallacies in an attempt to shatter the fragile little worlds of people who associate their entire personality and sense of being with a random form of capitalistic media. We plan on continuing to do this until America realizes that we're not defined by the music, movies, and products we buy... so basically, this section will go on for infinity or possibly longer.

Heaven help us if they do one on The Lion King. Or about Macs.

Seriously, it's a cool, novel idea. My only objection is that it's a bit too obvious. My reaction, while reading it, was "Y'know, for a parody of a review, this is very confused." After finishing it, I went directly to the links at the top which led to the TruthMedia home page-- because when I read something like this, something this obviously warped, I know there's more to the story. Most review organizations have their own predilections informing their analyses-- the CAP Reports, after all, have a certain slant that's pretty hard to ignore but makes sense within the context of their mission. (Well, sort of.) So the trouble with the Truth Media reviews is that even when loaded as a direct, independent URL, they're still surrounded by all the SomethingAwful links and flanked at the top and bottom by those rather obvious links to the page that defuses and debunks the whole scam. Seems to me that if they're serious, they should make an independent site for Truth Media, and go all-out with the hiding of the giveaway. Unless, of course, they're worried that even intelligent people will be unable to find it, and rather than sending entertaining flames, will come away with the impression that the site is simply very stupid. Somehow I get the feeling that SA really, secretly, deep down, has more respect for its readership-- and more desire to be treated as intelligent thereby-- than that. Hey, they're only human.

Marcus was baiting me into blogging this LotR review from the indignant "Hey! This is terrible!" angle, and for that I will someday make him pay. But meanwhile, I wish luck to SA, and I'll be checking back later to see who they do snare.

Oh, and look, more Photoshop Friday fun. I really need to remember to follow SA more regularly...
Thursday, April 4, 2002
18:06 - Show Me the Way!
http://www.appleturns.com/scene/?id=3665

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AtAT has some of the choicest words today for how the "We Have the Way Out" brouhaha has ended:

Well, whaddaya know about that? In the middle of Day 3 of the "WE HAVE THE WAY OUT" UNIX vs. Windows Saga, Microsoft finally caught a break. To recap, Microsoft and Unisys launched an anti-UNIX site last week-- only word got out on Monday that they were running it on a UNIX server. So, early yesterday, they made a panicked switch to a Windows server to save face... soon after which, the site went completely non-functional, alternating between serving blank pages, "Directory Listing Denied" errors, and, most recently, a cryptic message to the effect that "no web site is configured at this address." One would think that if anyone could get a simple one-page site with a form submission running under Windows 2000 and IIS, it would be the company who wrote the frickin' software. Needless to say, the folks who hustled to launch the pro-UNIX "WE HAVE THE WAY IN" (running flawlessly on UNIX, natch) have probably been giggling nonstop for days.

But Microsoft has finally gotten its page up again after well over a solid day of downtime-- nice illustration of why businesses should switch from UNIX to Windows, guys; bravo-- which means the party's over (at least, until someone hacks the site). And now that the dust is clearing, it appears that the only high-level Microsoft exec to take the fall for the whole fracas was President and COO Rick Belluzzo, who "unexpectedly resigned" today amid a "restructuring," as reported by the Associated Press. (But of course we all know the real reason Belluzzo's walking; HE HAS THE WAY OUT.)

Oooooohhh. I call that "point, set, match".

12:31 - Hans Zimmer's a Mac Guy
http://www.guardian.co.uk/Archive/Article/0,4273,4386676,00.html

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Wow, yet another of those freakin' odd occurrences where multiple topics that I frequently write about come together. Here's a Guardian interview with Hans Zimmer, the composer to whom I have a site devoted (down currently, or else I'd link to it), talking about his interactions with technology and with Macs.
Why do you prefer Macs? With OS X they've now got Doug Wyatt, the guy who wrote OMS, working with them. They're taking music more seriously now. Steve Jobs seems to be running Apple as his hobby and he appears more interested in Pixar, so consequently he's perhaps more interested in visuals - but he may have figured out that music is a good market.

I can take my G4 Titanium laptop with a little Oxygen keyboard that fits in the same bag and I'm pretty much able to do a score anywhere.

Do you use OS X? I feel I can't go near it yet but they seem to be taking their time to really make it work well for musicians. It's changed quite dramatically and I have friends who are switching between OS X and their old system to get used to it. It's taken a long time to get this far but only four years back, everyone was saying Apple was dead and here they are, stronger than ever.

He also weighs in on the subject of file-sharing:
Where do you stand on file-sharing software? The Napster case was fought wrong. Shutting sites down is not the way to go. I earn my living from creating something people can easily rip off - so do the software companies - and there has to be some sort of moral obligation on the part of the user. There are only so many really brilliant people who can write that software. I'm scrupulous about buying all my software to support the companies. I like to meet the people who write the software as, ultimately, what we buy is their personality. These are good times for technology. Grand pianos have been around for 500 years: we've only just started with computers!

Indeed. It's telling that so many artists, particularly the ones who are confident about the quality of their work, seem to share exactly this attitude. They're not in it to get rich in the first place-- they started playing music for public consumption because they loved doing it. And for the good ones, that's why they still do it.

And when artists of this sort look at Napster and the current P2P apps, all they see is a way for people to expand their listening experience, to consume more media, to find new tastes and interests. They do see that it's a medium that's subject to abuse, but so are a lot of things that are potentially beneficial. Do we shut down freeways because people drive faster than they should? Do video-rental stores close shop because of people pirating videotapes? No. We punish the offenders, yes... but we don't make the rest of society suffer because of them.

Yes, I'm still mad that Beavis had to stop saying "fire".

But I'll be even madder if I have to stop saying "Transfer this album to my iPod."
Wednesday, April 3, 2002
02:05 - No sweat, my friend.
http://www.denbeste.nu/cd_log_entries/2002/04/Lotsoftraffic.shtml

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Steven den Beste has just posted a large and rather self-conscious reflection upon the politics of reciprocative linking-- he mentions how the blogs to which he links are limited in number, because of the layout of his site. I was in that list until today:

In fact, recently I added two more to it, and because it was too long I had to decide to remove one. And it hurt. It really did. Picking someone to take out was hard, and it really came down to a random selection. (I hope he isn't mad at me for it.)

Mad? Hardly. I consider it unexpected gravy that I was ever on that rarefied list to begin with; I'm still sort of at a loss to imagine a) how he ran across my blog, and b) what led him to conclude that I was worth linking to. My content is mostly either tech-geek ramblings which never seem to shake free of the Apple/Mac topic pool, or bleary political drivel that brings little to bear that is not derived from the opinions of other, more capable writers. I think my biggest asset is volume.

But be that as it may, I'm more than pleased to have been on his link list for as long as I was. (I didn't want to mention it for fear of jinxing it.) Since I know all too well what it's like to try to keep a site tidy and fair, I'm all too glad to give up my slot to give someone else a shot at exposure. Surely they deserve it every bit as much.

Rock on!

01:50 - Getting there...

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Sorry about the lack of bloggage tonight-- I've actually got a few topics I want to cover, but they're going to have to wait until tomorrow.

I spent all evening tonight at the co-location site where my backup server is, the one currently running www.grotto11.com, copying its contents over onto a new 2u rack-mount server which will take over as the new primary server. I've got a couple of possibilities for where it will be hosted-- whether out of goodwill or by commercial hosting fees, or something of both, depends on how people feel over the next few days. But either way, I expect to have service restored by this weekend to Tuesday or so.

Just in case anybody cares, CVSup rules the world.

09:40 - Hey, this is good for a -- well, not laugh, exactly...
http://kinen.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_kinen_archive.html#11397094

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Cartoons in Egyptian and Iranian newspapers about Israel.

You know, they were pretty careful to avoid showing us the Nazis' actual anti-Semitic propaganda media during history class; we were mostly supposed to use our imaginations and focus on the consequences.


Well, if you've ever wondered what it looked like, wonder no more. And look at 'em all, internalize them-- not like it's easy to get 'em out of your brain-- because these are the images that the Arab world sees every day and thinks are as natural as Mickey Mouse is to us. This is the mindset that we have to dissolve at its core, and boy have we ever got our work cut out for us.

I think it's clear that what we've got on our hands is nothing less than the long-overdue and long-postponed reckoning for WWII, just as WWII was the reckoning for WWI. These things never do end, do they?
Tuesday, April 2, 2002
14:46 - FUD dispersal
http://www.sundayherald.com/23324

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Okay, time to take apart a rather mean-spirited article piece by piece. This thing, by Iain S. Bruce of Scotland's Sunday Herald, reads like a bitter piece of techno-fascist doomsaying that preaches technological damnation for any people who suffers the aberrant and degenerate race of Macs to live unmolested.

One wonders what horrible Mac experience this fellow once had to live through. Did a Performa once beat him up on the playground? Did his wife run off with a Mac person? Or has he just lived through a horrific Windows troubleshooting experience, and thinks that if he should have to suffer, then dammit-- so should everyone else?

Read on, for smug rantings and screedish FUD. And for the original article too.

THE trouble with IT is that, like so many other good ideas in life, no sooner have you come up with a wizard field of invention and endeavour than people begin attempting to fix the same ludicrous rules, values and obsessions on to it that they seem determined to attach to every other aspect of life.

Take, if you will, the example of Apple Macintosh users, a body of men and women whose state of computing existence is all too often defined not by utility, but by the colour of their monitor casings. They have hijacked the information revolution and led it blindly down a route mapped out by superficiality and style.

That's right: according to this guy, Macs not only still come in translucent candy colors, but their machines are otherwise irrelevant. Nobody pays any attention to what they do or tries to compete with Apple's features and innovations. Nobody has adopted FireWire or AirPort, nobody has incorporated DVD burners, nobody has tried to make laptops small and power-stingy and attractive, and nobody has tried to develop movie-making software or MP3 organizers.

If we don't snuff Apple out of existence right now, they'll only steer us further down this dead-end road of freedom, connectivity, stability, attractiveness, fun, and capability. We can't have that, now can we? How will the IT people maintain power?

One can only hope the repellent new iMac, resembling a £1380 angle poise lamp with a particularly expansive backside, will bring them to their senses.

Not likely, Bucko. Some 40% of the new iMac sales at Amazon.com are going to PC converts, and all their feedback comments are about how great the new machine is. David Coursey has gone from PC zealot to Macophile on the iMac's strengths alone. Pundits on both sides of the divide have been praising the iMac's design as one of the best, most significant pieces of innovation ever to grace the computing world, and more of it is coming from the PC press than from the Mac side. Sounds to me like if buying a Mac represents taking leave of one's senses, we're on the verge of mass mania rather than the sterile calm of sanity.
For some years now, Apple has managed to divide the computing market with a strategy based on modern good looks blended with historical myth, and it is time the aberration was ended.

Yeah, the computer world would've been better off if Apple had never existed. Screw all this "innovation" crap-- Microsoft would have come up with AirPort, FireWire, ColorSync, DVD burners, iTunes, type and creator codes, and the GUI all by themselves. Macs are an aberration on our pure, pristine Celtic soil. Gas 'em. And erase 'em from the computing history books.

There are reasons that Apple owners still recite by rote to defend their choice of system, chief among which is the machine's famously intuitive interface. But while this was once a valid differentiating factor, the fact is all mainstream operating systems have now adopted the principles that made Macs so easy to use in the first place, rendering the point somewhat moot.

And that makes Macs an aberration, right? Hey, we all use electric power now, so Edison wasn't such a genius after all, was he?

Another defence, most often propounded by designers and their ilk, is that the Mac is better suited to creative pursuits. Again, this was true back in the day when Microsoft targeted the business market and Apple concentrated on multimedia applications, but as all major applications will increasingly run on all systems, unless they develop an aesthetic values chip pronto, these days are over.

Ah, another person who has never used iMovie, or has never compared the Photoshop experience on one platform to that on the other.

There is new ground to be explored in what technology can do for creativity. Oh yes, there's all kinds of progress yet to be made. And you know who's doing it? Quick hint: It's not Microsoft. It's not even Adobe. It's Apple, a company that has tooled its entire modern operating structure into building tools from the ground up which are designed to push the boundaries of what technology can do. Did FireWire just come about by accident? Who makes Final Cut Pro, the software that is democratizing the entire film industry? Who is opening doors to UNIX and Windows developers alike by providing open frameworks and free tools so that they can have the best and most flexible value in a desktop operating system that money can by? This ain't Windows XP I'm talking about here, just in case it was somehow unclear. If you enjoy how your menu options have all been arbitrarily rearranged behind the pustulent green Start button, and how Microsoft is doing everything in their power to limit the playback potential of MP3s and to side with the SSSCA backers to put policeware on your computer to make sure you're not copying your CDs onto your portable MP3 player, well, be my guest. But don't sneer at me because I'm not subject to those problems. I'm not as stupid as you think I am.

Apple's only significant difference, as far as we can tell, is that they have condensed the mouse to a single button. Why? Reducing the number of buttons to press might briefly benefit the weak and feeble minded, but in actual fact all that has achieved is to decrease the variety of muscle movements employed and thus increase, in this column's most humble opinion, the risk of repetitive strain injury (RSI).

Oh boy. Well done. Well done. Here's where we find just how well-informed Mr. Bruce (descended from royalty, perhaps? Sure talks like it) is about his chosen victim. "Condensed the mouse to a single button"? It's always been that way, Mr. Warrior Poet. It's not some new "innovation" designed to protect the "feeble-minded" from the horrors of multiple things to press. I've covered this before, but to say it as briefly as possible: The single mouse button is a concept based on studies which show that the vast majority of the computing public don't even know what the difference is between the left and right mouse buttons. People intrinsically understand how to open menus and look inside for their options; they do not make the implicit logical leap necessary to know that they can make objects do things by right-clicking to activate menus that change based on context. That metaphor is a luxury, one that can provide useful shortcuts to people who know it's there. But to those who open up the hard drive icon after months of doing nothing but click on the Word or IE icon and are startled to discover a window full of folders and files ("Whoah! What's all this stuff?" someone I was helping over the phone actually said), the mouse encompasses the following actions: Click, double-click, drag, release. The primary place to look for functions is in the menus. Oh, and the Mac OS fully supports multi-button wheely-mice if you want to plug one in.

And to posit that a single-mouse button makes the user more susceptible to RSI (oh look, he expanded the acronym for us-- that must mean he's learnéd) is pure speculative bullshit. That one statement right there should put this guy's words into a suspect light for even the most PC-centric reader.

(Besides, who's this "we"? The "royal we"? The Bruce clan have decreed that the single-button mouse causes RSI, and so the Crown orders all such aberrations stricken from the market. They'll ne'er take our freedom!)

Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but if you have bought a Mac, then you've bought Betamax. Think of all the justifications for it that you want, but at the end of the day ownership of a fringe product means losing the benefits of ubiquity and adding to the expense, and is thus illogical.

Oh, now he's gone from kilted gauntlet-wristed warrior to Vulcan. It's all about logic now, like the logic of using Windows because of all the software that's available for it-- when for a given purpose there are 50 mediocre or downright crappy pieces of shareware, while for the Mac there are three or four excellent ones. Not to mention that on the Mac you'd be virtually free of ad-ware, spy-ware, and viruses. Sorry, but I don't mind paying a little extra (and it is a little extra) for those luxuries, plus those of hardware that's guaranteed to be inter-compatible, cutting-edge features like DVD burners and flat-panel screens and AirPort and gigabit Ethernet and FireWire all standard, and-- contrary to what you must think is popular opinion-- a vast community of some of the most helpful, knowledgeable, accommodating, and high-achieving people in the entire computer industry all too happy for you to join their ranks.

Besides, they still use Betamax in many high-end studios-- because it's still better than VHS. The "marginalization myth" doesn't get in the way of some people's ability to see what is the right tool for the job.

Diversity is good, of course, but pre-OSX, Apples only run one brand of operating system, the Mac OS. PCs will happily accommodate Linux, Unix, or any one of the Microsoft product range. You want to talk about monopolies? Talk to the Mac, man. The PC ain't listening.

<brrrinng> <brrrinng> Hello, Yellow Dog Linux? LinuxPPC? MkLinux? Yeah, I have it on good authority that you guys don't exist. <pause> This guy at the Sunday Herald. Yeah, I don't get it either. <pause> Uh-huh, that's what I thought too, but he says Apple has just recently condensed the mouse down to one button in order to increase your chances of RSI, so he must know what he's talking about.

Oh, and to say nothing of VirtualPC, and the fact that OS X is really two or three operating systems in one-- UNIX on the Darwin level, NeXTSTEP on the applications level, classic MacOS, and the whole new framework that makes them all sing and dance together. All this on hardware that's specifically designed for a particular OS in a "whole package" deal like the entire computer industry is moving toward (quick-- how many of your friends buy off-the-shelf Dells now instead of building PCs from individual components? I don't know about you, but around here it's a whole lot more than it used to be. Why? Support, compatibility, and a lack of hassle, perhaps? Fewer choices, but more peace of mind? A little extra money for the luxuries of ease-of-use?). Sorry, dumb argument, and one that the realities of the market are making self-evidently false.

Hate Microsoft? Tough, because the Redmond giant owns a percentage of Apple, and every pound spent on a Mac sees a few more pennies poured into the luxurious foundations of Gates's mansions.

If you really believe that the evil empire must be stopped, buy a PC and run Linux as your OS -- it's the only way you'll stop big Bill. Thinking different? Not thinking at all, more like.

There's this guy named Mitch that I really hate; he owns some Apple stock. Guess I'd better just go buy a PC, because my Pure Lifestyle Choice is tainted now.

This is rumbling dangerously close to the Righteous Fatalism mentality that Lileks wrote about some months ago-- the feeling that if we can only make some difference in a situation rather than achieving the absolute perfect ideal outcome, it isn't even worth trying. We shouldn't fight the war in Afghanistan because we wouldn't be sure to wipe out all terrorists in the world. We shouldn't picket against teaching creationism in public schools because evolution isn't "proven" and therefore is a potential target that we'd have to, y'know, defend and stuff. And we shouldn't buy Macs because if our sole purpose is to stick it to Bill, we're still filling his pockets.

Well, you know, that's not the reason I use a Mac. (Well, it's a reason, but not the reason.) I use a Mac because Apple has a vision of the computing world that's about ten years ahead of anybody else's, and always has been-- and by using a Mac I get to benefit from that vision and enjoy myself while I'm doing it. What's that you say? Apple is doomed because they're standing up for the rights of consumers to rip MP3s from their CDs and organize them with ID3 tags and burn them onto CDs and listen to them on portable players, and they'll lose that entire advantage once the SSSCA passes, which it will because Microsoft is helping sponsor it? Sorry, I can't hear you-- I've got my iPod turned up too loud.

Here's the scoop, folks: your computer is not a lifestyle statement. It's a bog-standard machine intended to fulfil an array of user-defined functions, and spending extra to distance yourself from 90% of the evolutionary pool sounds like muddle-headed foolishness to say the least.

The sooner we stop pretending it is anything other than that, the quicker we realise a computer has no value in itself and only in the things it does, the sooner we will get our heads around these things and start making them really work for us humans. So there.

So what you're saying is that the computer should be transparent, that it should enable you to accomplish things as an extension of your own mind without getting in your way? Funny, because that's what people have been saying all along that their Macs do better than PCs do. Who needs to think about MP3 files and bitrates and filenames and folders when we have the effortless organizational intuitiveness of iTunes? Who needs to save files to mysteriously hidden and buried folders when you can simply drag them from one application to another? Who wants to strain their eyes to meet the gaze of their 30-pound CRT, when they can have a flat-panel screen that slides into place no matter how they slouch?

Okay, look: Apple is a minority player in the computer world... if you only think in terms of sales numbers, market share, and what your office uses. But as Microsoft and Dell will be all to glad to admit, Apple is the mind that directs the future of the computer industry. Everyone looks to Steve Jobs for guidance. Everyone waits to see what Apple will bring out next. If Macs were so irrelevant, then why would translucent candy-colored casings still be the norm from Ethernet hubs to water coolers? Why would Microsoft have included Windows Movie Maker into Windows XP-- where it provides limited, half-implemented functionality on computers that mostly don't even have anything faster than USB for real-time video transfer to work? Why would the iPod be on every magazine cover and tech column's masthead, and pinned next to the drawing board of every product designer at every MP3-player company?

The Bruce here wants to see the visible underdog squished like a grape, excised from the computer landscape like the unclean infestation it is. It's only his obvious lack of research and knowledge that prevents him from seeing that without Apple, the tech market would lock up into a stagnant sink-hole with no direction, no accessibility, no insight, and nothing for him or any other computer user to look forward to. Sure, we'd have those invisible beige boxes letting us paw through web pages or trudge through our e-mail. But would we enjoy a moment of it? Or would a computer devolve into the equivalent of a high-resolution telephone, blearily ringing on a stuffy Sunday afternoon, summoning our resentful asses to come heed its needs?

I prefer for my computer to remain fun, your Highness. And as long as there remains breath in my body, you'll ne'er take away that freedom.

Computers are lifestyle choices, whether you like it or not-- just like cars are. They all get you to work in the morning; but some, Mr. Bruce, do it in more style.

12:01 - Where have all the scanners gone?
http://www.microtekusa.com/macosx.html

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I have a Great Mystery of the Universe to unravel.


My scanner is a Microtek ScanMaker 6400XL. It cost me $800, and I bought it specifically because it has a 12x17-inch scan area. I need that much scanning surface, because there's not a single piece of original material that I need to scan that is on paper smaller than 9x12 inches. I'm not doing OCR text scanning of documents on letter-sized paper. I'm doing scans of drawings and comic pages.

I suffered for many months with a letter-sized (8.5x11") scanner, doing two exposures for each image-- one of the left side, one of the right, then stitching them together in Photoshop. This never worked out perfectly, because inexplicably, the two halves never lined up properly-- it's like the sensor was moving at different speeds on the right and left sides of the image, so if you lined up one part of the picture, another part would go all crooked. It's enough to drive a sane man mad! Mad, I tell you!

So I knew I needed an A3-size scanner. You know, 12x17". After all, professionals need these scanners, right? All those people who do comic pages, which are drawn on 11x17-inch Bristol board? Sure, it goes without saying that they need large-format scanners, and that they don't spend all their time cursing at Photoshop as they futilely try to align all the parts of the various segments of the scan. No-- there must be a better way.

But lo-- it's true! There was a Mustek scanner in 12x17", for only a couple hundred dollars! I got one. And it worked. For a while. Then it stopped. That's when I learned why Mustek is a name whose very utterance summons roiling dark clouds among the likes of graphic designers the world over; they're cheap as hell, so people will buy them-- but they sport life expectancies in the single-digit months. I have an artist friend who buys Mustek A3 scanners in 3-packs, so she can have some hope of her scanning capabilities lasting out the year. The scanners themselves are impossibly cheap, and the software is garbage (when I was using Windows, if I ever scanned anything, I could then press Ctrl-Alt-Del to bring up the process list-- and the scanner driver icon would be in the process list's title bar instead of the Windows logo, meaning that the foul stink of an impending crash was wafting about my nostrils already). But that's what you pay your $300 for, right?

So when I got my Mac, I also invested in a Microtek 6400XL. It's been a trusty workhorse-- nary a problem, beautiful fast scans, and it never destabilized a thing.

But only on Mac OS 9.

Microtek has taken a full year to release OS X-native drivers for their scanners; today, they finally have done so. But in the intervening months, I've had to make do with the horrific VueScan (which I've ranted about before), or rebooting into OS 9 if I want to use real working software. On top of which is the fact that OS X doesn't allow you to boot the system and then turn on your SCSI devices-- you have to have them powered up at boot time for the OS to load the shims for them. An annoyance that has forced many a reboot out of me. Slow, unpredictable scan results and lots of forced reboots-- boy, it doesn't get any better'n this, does it?

But look! Hallelujah! Today they've released the driver and the new version of ScanWizard Pro-- for OS X! Hip hip hooray! Well... okay, so right now only one scanner is supported, but they've posted a release schedule so I can see when my 6400XL will be supported! Hosanna! Ho-- er... wait. Um... no. There must be some mistake. My scanner . . . is not on the list.

A weepy call to Microtek confirmed that this list is not "complete", and that they will be adding more "older scanners" to it as time goes on. But... well, hell. My scanner is only 2 years old. Okay-- well, here's where it gets really surreal.

I figure, hey: SCSI is the way of the past anyway, right? Why don't I just get myself a new 12x17" scanner with FireWire or (failing that) USB? It'll be newer, so it'll be supported soon. And the interface will be faster and hot-pluggable. What have I got to lose?

I start looking through Microtek's product pages. I look at UMAX. I look at HP, Canon... anybody I can think of. And guess what? While all the consumer and prosumer scanners are USB or FireWire, the professional large-format scanners are all still SCSI. Why?

Oh, and Microtek's current equivalent of my 6400XL, the 9600XL, is up to $1400. Of course it's still SCSI.

What's happening here? Is the market for large-format scanners that stagnant? Is nobody buying these things? What I noticed in my travels, much to my horror, was that almost noboody is making large-format scanners anymore. At all. They just aren't to be found on the product pages. Oh, there are legal size scanners-- 8.5x14", for those extra-long lawyers' bills, presumably. (Or maybe all the smaller sheets are actually illegal.) But the 12x17" size I need? Nooooo. Nowhere to be found, except in a few obscure niches. HP has a $3000 one. Canon has a similarly godawful-priced one. Microtek has three, ranging in price from the $1400 9600XL to some in the $10K range... but again, they're all obstinately SCSI.

Which brings me around to the mystery of the universe that I mentioned. Why is this happening? Don't the scanner companies have a whole publishing and graphic design industry to support? We need these scanners. Where the hell are they going to come from? The scanner companies are making all their money nowadays with the ridiculously garbaceous (I'm laying claim to that word right now) $80 one-touch scanners that they bundle with new Dells and stack in supermarket checkout lines and fling out over Times Square as party favors on New Year's. The high-end scanners are getting second, or third or fourth, billing. To look at the product lineups, you'd think nobody wanted them at all.

But there has to still be demand!

My dreams of a FireWire large-format scanner that I can afford are evaporating. What makes it so galling is that the prospect for such a product used to be there-- large-format scanners used to be ubiquitous. Every business had one. The ISP where I worked had one. It was just another variation. But now... well, it's market forces that have brought about this change, so I can't argue, I guess. If they've seen sales fall so much that it's no longer in their interest to produce scanners for that market, then I guess I can only accept that. But I just can't understand how demand can be so slim. Doesn't every artist on the face of the planet need a scanner like the 9600XL?

Oh, and just watch: Someone will mail me to point out a $300 FireWire 12x17" scanner from Mustek. With native OS X support. And I'll buy one, and it will explode into flaming molten shards, rendering my room uninhabitable and costing me an eye and my right arm.
Monday, April 1, 2002
02:38 - Yeah, it's a travesty, but...
http://www.dorktower.com/images/comics/DorkTower168.jpg

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Yeah, I know. The Lord of the Rings didn't win Best Picture, or even any of the Oscars that really counted. It's a horrible injustice, I can't believe it either, blah blah blah.

But I think what's happening is this: The Academy is waiting to see what the whole series is like before they go passing out the most coveted awards in film to a fantasy-genre entry. They want to see if Peter Jackson can keep it up.

Besides, it's not like Oscars are the only thing that makes a film memorable decades after the fact. After all, Star Wars sure didn't win anything, and yet it's the first film that most people think of when asked "Quick-- name a movie!"

We'll get our satisfaction. Oh yes... we most certainly will.

02:33 - Tartakovsky, Mako, Jack, and Steven
http://www.denbeste.nu/cd_log_entries/2002/04/SamuraiJack.shtml

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Earlier tonight, we were watching Conan the Barbarian on the big-screen TV downstairs. It's a lavishly designed movie, the Fellowship of the Ring of its day, and realized in a detail that the best of today's movies don't often match-- with consistency of style from the characters' costumes to the technology to the language and the lore. It has its drawbacks-- Arnie could barely speak coherent English at the time, not that it mattered much, and so many of his lines were indistinguishable from Stallone's boxing-ring squalls. But on the plus side, it had Mako.

Mako is the freaky witch-doctor-looking wizard in both Conan movies; he's the gravelly-voiced narrator who makes every line sound like he's holding back laughter at the world of the mortals. I'd wondered what had become of him-- he seemed to have vanished after Conan-- but as Steven den Beste points out in a welcome non-war-related post today (linked above), he has resurfaced in an even more fun role: the irresistible villain Aku in Samurai Jack.

I tell you, den Beste must have been reading my mind-- I was just gearing up for a post of my own about Samurai Jack and its artsy, lingering, self-assured lavishness. And I would have said almost exactly the same things, too, right down to his choice of favorite episode.

Genndy Tartakovsky is certainly among the very best animators alive today. His first series, Dexter's Laboratory, was a masterpiece. Now his second one, Samurai Jack, is even better and there couldn't be a greater contrast between the two.

It's classic cell animation, and it's being produced by Hanna-Barbera for the Cartoon Network. If you haven't been watching this series, you're missing something special.

(It should be noted, with some sadness, that the current season of Dexter episodes are quite awful-- largely because Genndy is off doing Jack, his new flame. The new Dexters are off-model, cliché, uninspired, and seem to borrow their stylistic direction as much from the H-B gunk of the 60s as from the 50s-retro Ren & Stimpy mode that continues to be popular among those who think the ability to emulate a 1952 Frigidaire ad is all it takes to be the next John Kricfalusi. Dexter isn't worth watching these days, more's the pity. But we certainly got a good run out of it.)

What Tartakovsky brings to Cartoon Network is an artistic sensibility-- one that has enabled the type of cartoon that has suddenly made the medium respectable again. See, there's this spectrum in cartoons:

Limited animation/Strong script ------------------------------ Lavish animation/weak writing


For far too long, cartoons have tried to live over on the right, on the assumption that cartoons could insult the viewers' intelligence, repeat plots and clichés ad nauseum, clone shows from each other, and provide a return on investment purely on the strength of animation that looks good. Hence Scooby-Doo, The Superfriends, and the whole crop of 60s and 70s Hanna-Barbera claptrap-- though, importantly, the animation in those shows was crap too, purely because of anemic budgets. If they'd had more money, they would have put it into animation quality, however, which is the crucial point; otherwise, the scripts would have been better to begin with. Animation costs lots of money, but good writing can be done on a shoestring if you have the right people.

Well, Tartakovsky is the right people. He understands that what the TV animation industry needs is stuff on the left end of the spectrum: limited animation, with writing that screams. And even more importantly, he brought this insight: Design the show to look good in limited animation. If the character design and the timing are done right, as they are in Dexter and The Powerpuff Girls and Samurai Jack, you can get away with inexpensive sprite animation with lots of repetition, localized body-part movements, and directorial techniques that in lesser hands would be considered "cheats": long slow pans, freeze-frames, repeated animation cycles, and background-less disembodied-head scenes. These things work in Tartakovsky cartoons, because the show is designed to take advantage of those techniques, to revel in them. The thick outlines and stark geometric designs work perfectly in the Flash-style animation where realistic human motion would never make sense.

All the most successful shows on Cartoon Network lately have been limited-animation. Space Ghost really kicked it off, and it's already become an archetypal icon: it made an art form out of recycled animation, because the writing was dead sharp, and a lot of the humor explicitly followed from the camp value of the animation's limits and repetition. (All my friends and I can do the Space Ghost power-band-arm-spin move-- a motion so intoxicating in its humor value as to have inspired this whole new revolution almost single-bandedly.) And now we have Adult Swim, Cartoon Network's collection of "cartoons for grown-up tastes", showing in the 10:00-1:00 block on weekend nights, comprising further subversive paeans to well-written limited animation such as Home Movies, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Sealab 2021, and of course Space Ghost-- plus newly minted premieres of shows that operate on similar sensibilities. Home Movies is pretty grim to look at, but the writing is top-drawer-- and it lends a lovability to the art that never would have been possible if it had looked better in the first place.

A perfect example of this mindset at work: When Cartoon Planet, the whimsical Brak-song-heavy spinoff from Space Ghost, was being shot, they hired a professional bodybuilder-type dancer to don the Space Ghost costume and dance around for the commercial-break interstitials. Yes, it looked really good... but that was the problem. It looked too good. It was completely wrong for the atmosphere they were trying to create, the freedom and democracy of the new form of animation. So they got Andy Merrill, the voice of Brak and one of the chief writers, to squeeze his rather dumpy butt into the Space Ghost suit and prance around. It looked unutterably ridiculous... and it was perfect.

It's not just Cartoon Network, either; look at South Park for a perfect example of what can be done with genius writing (Trey Parker is my hero-- he and Tartakovsky no doubt admire each other, especially considering the South Park reference in The Powerpuff Girls; in the "Patches" eipsode: "Guys... he tripped me. Seriously.") and what has to be the most limited animation on the planet today. Some may disagree with me when I say this, but I think South Park is one of the most visionary shows of our time-- as much for its embrace of an insanely ascetic animation medium which has grown into its own self-defined art form as for its incisive, infuriating, uproarious, insightful, and above all human writing.

Now, this isn't to say that lavish animation is dead. Far from it. Traditional shows that exploit outstanding animation standards are better represented than ever, what with the WB-descended Batman Beyond and Justice League, and the more-than-surprisingly witty and edgy Baby Blues. These shows are great-looking, but they aren't stuck at the extreme right of that spectrum; they have the budget for both good art and awesome writing, and so they shine.

But limited animation is still the hero of the day. It's so liberating to the creators that Cartoon Network can afford to do custom-animated shows like JBVO (where Johnny Bravo, armed with a library of pre-animated moves, hosts a write-in cartoon request show) and the Friday night Cartoon Cartoon with a rotating "host", animated to introduce the new shows; not to mention all the outstanding, irresistible ad interstitials featuring the Superfriends and the Powerpuff Girls. All the focus is given to the writing; the genius is allowed to flourish. And then the animation is laid on top to give it life, but not much needs to be added.

We've come a long way since the dismal 60s, when Huckleberry Hound and Yogi Bear were the edgiest voices on TV animation. (Tellingly enough, they made their mark through being limited-animation as well.) But what we have now is the true realization of the Jay Ward dream, where animation is the zest that brings life to an already golden script, rather than a crutch that props up writing that barely deserves to be credited.

Eventually the wheel will turn away once again, and shows like the ones that Tartakovsky does so well will fall out of favor. But in the meantime, let's revel in the joys of what we have: The impossible size and foggy, Myst-like mythical worldbuilding of the first "Scotsman" episode. The bone-chilling threat of the Jack-killer robots with their Vietnamese-esque armor and their Episode 1-battle-droid-with-actual-menace voices. The three minutes of silence as Jack meditates his way into a new form of sensory awareness before he attacks the tower with the wishing well.

Mako must be having the time of his life.

16:48 - The Ugliest Computer Ever
http://www.g-news.ch/articles/nhp200nc/

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Oh, I love it. I just love it. Now, mind you, this isn't one of those cases that thinks it looks good, like those Intel/HP "concept PCs" that everyone's been guffawing at with such gusto for the past few months. No, this one's much more utilitarian, much less marketdroid-driven. It's... well, really, it's just a pile of goop with technology in it.

To be honest, I think it's really, really cool. I'm not saying I want one, mind you (and that's a good thing, considering the disclaimer at the bottom: "Due to the one-of-a-kind nature of the NHP200NC, reproduction is impossible and orders are thus futile"); but I do admire the forthright attitude of a guy who knows what he wants in a computer and enjoys having fun with the process of bringing it about.

It doesn't even count as an April Fool's joke, either, because the thing works and is real.

It's just something funny that happened to come to light on April Fool's.

12:59 - But at least the food's good...

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SCENE: INT. TOGO'S, LOCAL CHAIN BIG-SANDWICH SHOP

MANUEL: Can I help you?

ME: yes, I'd like a large hot pastrami on white, please.

MANUEL. <pause> Large?

ME: <nod> Large.

MANUEL: <slicing the bread> Would you like everything on that?

ME: Yeah. And lots of pickles.

MANUEL: <pauses, looks at the sandwich, then at me> ...Pickles?

ME: Yes. Lots of pickles.

MANUEL: <looks confused some more, back down at the sandwich> ...No pickles?

ME: No, lots of pickles.

MANUEL: <nods> Oh!

He lays down the mustard. He lays down the lettuce, the tomatoes, the pepperoncinis, and the onions. Then he picks up the sandwich to take it over to where the meat is.

ME: Uh... no, I said lots of pickles.

MANUEL: <turns around, looks uncertain> ...Pickles?

ME: Yes!


He then puts on a moderate number of pickles, shaking his head to himself, undoubtedly silently cursing my indecision and peremptory attitude.

I keep telling myself that half the population is by definition under 100 in IQ. But even so...

Oh, and I've noticed lately that places like Togo's, Burrito Real, and even chains like Jack in the Box have little cups next to the cash register for tips. You know, at first I figured, hey-- these guys work hard for minimum wage, standing at the counter for hours on end. (Having once worked for a summer in the Ukiah pear sheds, standing for twelve hours a day, 6AM to 6PM, holding down the trailing flap of the pear boxes as they went into the gluing-shut machine, for $4.50 an hour, I know what it's like.) But after careful consideration, look: tips are for service. Cashiers don't get tips, because the service they provide that can't be done by a computer amounts to seeing what I have on my tray and making sure I'm paying for everything on it and not trying to sneak something past.

I tip heavily when I'm eating where there's an attentive waiter, especially so when the waiter is funny and acts like he's enjoying his job. I think such a case deserves all the economic incentive it can get.

But I'm not going to reward gross incompetence just because there's a handy place to put that reward.
Sunday, March 31, 2002
02:21 - It starts...
http://instapundit.blogspot.com/?/2002_03_31_instapundit_archive.html#75049556

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Well, the first of what are likely to be many surprising April 1st developments among the blogs has been sighted: "AOL/InstaPundit".

Now, as April Fool's pranks go, this one would be pretty lame, especially by Glenn's standards. (I'm usually pretty dense when it comes to these things; my picture often appears next to "gullible" in the dictionary. This one is obvious even to me.) But what makes this one cool is the Register article to which he links. It would seem that web journalists the world over are complicit in this little caper, and the result is merriment for all readers. What ho!

Hey, my server's going back up! Nah, April Fool's.

11:45 - You wouldn't like us when we're angry...
http://instapundit.blogspot.com/?/2002_03_31_instapundit_archive.html#75048378

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InstaPundit reports this article by Tom Friedman in the New York Times:

The reason the Palestinians have not adopted these alternatives is because they actually want to win their independence in blood and fire. All they can agree on as a community is what they want to destroy, not what they want to build. Have you ever heard Mr. Arafat talk about what sort of education system or economy he would prefer, what sort of constitution he wants? No, because Mr. Arafat is not interested in the content of a Palestinian state, only the contours.

Let's be very clear: Palestinians have adopted suicide bombing as a strategic choice, not out of desperation. This threatens all civilization because if suicide bombing is allowed to work in Israel, then, like hijacking and airplane bombing, it will be copied and will eventually lead to a bomber strapped with a nuclear device threatening entire nations. That is why the whole world must see this Palestinian suicide strategy defeated. . . .

The Palestinians are so blinded by their narcissistic rage that they have lost sight of the basic truth civilization is built on: the sacredness of every human life, starting with your own. If America, the only reality check left, doesn't use every ounce of energy to halt this madness and call it by its real name, then it will spread. The Devil is dancing in the Middle East, and he's dancing our way.

Yeah. See, the way things are going right now, whatever action we end up taking will be long overdue. Because what we should have done is that the instant it became clear that the Palestinian groups were willing to use suicide-bombing tactics, we should have thrown out any of our previous diplomacy and flattened them. Our policy should be: It doesn't matter who you are; if you adopt suicide-bombing terrorist tactics and target civilians, you immediately forfeit any claim to a valid diplomatic stance. Hamas and Islamic Jihad should have been taken out, just like the Taliban, months ago before the second or third suicide attack took place. Because by letting the attacks continue, and by continuing to try to work towards a negotiated peace, then you know what? It looks like the suicide-bombing strategy is working. That is absolutely the last thing the world needs.

And now the Palestinians are snarling in the US' general direction:

Brigadier General Sultan Abul Aynayn, the head of Arafat's Fatah movement in Lebanon, who has been accused by Lebanese officials of organizing and arming illegal groups, said in an interview in this coastal camp south of Tyre that ''if a hair of Arafat's head is hurt, the Israelis and the United States will be held responsible.'' . . .

Aynayn added: ''Only the Americans can stop this massacre. They can stop the massacre with one phone call. If there is harm to one hair of the head of Arafat, the United States should protect its interests all over the world. We are not like bin Laden, but we have our own style.''

Only the US can stop it, huh? You know what the US has been doing for the past thirty years? We've been desperately holding Israel back, pleading with them not to retaliate against the attacks that keep falling on them. Why did we do this? Because if we didn't, there would be immediate war in the Holy Land. Of the nuclear variety. The US is the only thing that has kept the Jericho II's from airbursting over Mecca. We didn't want to see that. We wanted to see peace in the Holy Land, and a stable and satisfied Palestinian state sharing Jerusalem. We considered Arafat's cause to be just as valid as Israel's, and we tried to treat both sides with enough delicacy as to make it clear that all we ever wanted was peace and harmony (and cheap oil). We've been patient beyond measure with Arafat, the PLO, the PA, and Fatah. And now, after dozens of Israelis have been killed and injured by suicide bombers over the past week, Fatah calls the house-arrest of Arafat a "massacre"-- and says the US had better make Israel stop or else they'd start copycatting bin Laden?

If that isn't dramatic proof of the success we've allowed suicide bombing to achieve, I don't know what is.

Hey Aynayn, I've got a better idea: You stop your massacres, or else the US will just let go of that leash and get itself uninvolved in this whole mess. That's what you wanted, isn't it? Or, wait-- wouldn't that mean the dream of a Palestinian future state would evaporate in a mushroom cloud?

Everybody's got this idea that the US is a Jewish-run superstate with an endless supply of goodwill and support to offer to Israel, which is why we're the Great Satan. I've always found this to be quite an impressive thing to think, especially considering how anti-Jewish this country has traditionally been, even today. Remember those Nixon/Billy Graham conversations, as reported in Newsweek:

GRAHAM: A lot of Jews are great friends of mine. They swarm around me and are friendly to me. Because they know that I am friendly to Israel and so forth. But they don't know how I really feel about what they are doing to this country.
NIXON: You must never let them know.

Graham has apologized since then, just like Falwell has "apologized" for saying the ACLU and the pro-choice activists are responsible for 9/11, and like Dr. Laura Schlesinger has "apologized" for saying that gays are mentally ill and amoral monsters. (Really what these "apologies" ever amount to is "I'm sorry you were offended" or "I'm sorry I got caught".) And these, ladies and gentlemen, are the voices that run this country. We keep getting these Southern presidents with ties to televangelists and back-door dealings that in anyone's eyes would do more to discredit the idea that the US and Israel are bed-buddies than any public statement or educational video could ever do. And yet the Islamic street can't let go of the idea-- or won't accept that there's any reason at all to let go of it. As far as they're concerned, it's 100% true.

Well, we've tried being fair and even-handed. We've tried rebuking Israel and holding back their poison-tipped nuclear missiles while trying to placate the Palestinians. And all it got us was a flattened World Trade Center for our trouble. Can anyone explain why it would be in our interest to legitimize suicide terrorism still further by making Israel pull back, let Arafat go, and sit quietly at the bargaining table?

We still remember the Palestinians dancing in the streets on 9/11. Those of us (myself included) who had considered the Palestinian cause to be a justified one have had our minds turned more and more toward the idea that there's only one way out of the current situation: the spirit of militant Islam must be broken, just like we did with Japan. Our sympathy towards them has run out. And now, with each further suicide attack, we're more and more sure of what we have to do.

We were the greatest friends the Palestinians ever had. And now they get to see what we're like when we're betrayed.
Saturday, March 30, 2002
23:03 - Token Post

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Wow-- I've posted almost exactly nothing today.

I guess there's a fair reason for that, which is that I spent the day with my mom and grandma up in Tiburon, which is the spiritual Kandahar of Marin County-- which, if George Bush is reading this blog (as I'm sure he is), is pronounced ma-RIN, not like Cheech.

Very cute little town; it's almost entirely tourist-ified. The little strand of restaurants where we got lunch looks like a theme park: all the storefronts are just slightly too small to look right. Many of the quaint little shops on the tree-lined shopping streets along the base of the Belvedere hill are actually converted houseboats that have been frozen at their piers between Tiburon and what was once Belvedere Island; the boats docked, and then someone came in with a bunch of dredged soil and filled it all in like quick-drying cement around Daffy Duck's feet while he stood there with a finger upraised and his mouth hanging open.

Then we walked for about three miles in what turned out to be very energy-rich sun, from Tiburon back to our cars at Blackie's Pasture. It was a beautiful walk, but it took all of an hour, and now I'm sunburned. I was so proud of myself for making it through these past two ski weekends without getting burned, and I thought I was home free-- and then, the very next weekend, what do I do? I go get sunburned right in my own backyard. Aarrrgh!

Ah well. It was worth it, I think. At least this reason for being scarce in bloggage is because of my actual life rather than because of stupid server issues.
Friday, March 29, 2002
13:39 - Yes, it's another iMac "undressing party"-- but this time I really mean it!
http://macspeedzone.com/html/reviews/machines/desktop/towers/feb-02/outside.html

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I can't say it any better than the title on the article itself: Apple Sent Me A Pornographic Object d' Art Without A Plain Brown Wrapper!


Such was the sentiment offered by a 75-year-old grandmother upon seeing the, uh, rather lascivious way the iMac is packaged. You'd think they'd done it that way on purpose!

Ahh, package design-- such a rewarding job it must be. You've never heard of a "disgruntled packaging design worker" before, have you?

11:48 - Movie Magic
http://www.chron.com/cs/CDA/story.hts/business/1321849

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You know how people always say "Macs are better for multimedia, video editing, DVD creation, blah blah blah", and how PC users will sort of wave their hands each time they hear it and go "Yeah, yeah, gimme a break-- a computer's a computer"? Or as the guy Lileks argued with a few days ago, "Who would want to do that?" Well, you know what? It isn't all just marketing bluster. It isn't just subjective PR by devoted Mac-heads trying to retain legitimacy. It's for real, guys.

Just this morning I finished my second major video project-- the distillation of the footage I took at Sierra-at-Tahoe during our ski vacation this past weekend. I incorporated some previous pieces from the trip we took three weeks earlier, and all told it came out to about 35 minutes of fully edited and (hopefully) watchable video, with music and sound effects and fades and titles and transitions.

I'd never worked with iMovie before I got my camcorder for my birthday (Lance, Drew, Dusty-- you guys rock!)-- well, except to do that stupid little "All Your Base" parody with Star Trek clips, which is definitely not what iMovie is primarily designed for. I'd always just sort of had it sitting there on my computer, languishing, gathering pixel dust. Movie-making just seemed to be sort of pointless-- too middle-American for me, or something. Too "trendy" rather than "geeky", like cell phones and pagers, as Chris puts it.

But now that I've tried it and seen how it all works, I understand.

The last time I spent any significant time with home videos was when my family's Sony Handycam traveled with us on every vacation, to every Little League game, to every band concert-- and because it was one of those rogue 8mm cameras, using those little tapes that wouldn't play directly in your VCR (unlike the rest of the world, who used giant shoulder-mounted VHS camcorders), I was pressed into service like the 13-year-old geek-who-wouldn't-be-left-out-of-any-technological-challenge I was. I took it upon myself to copy the 8mm tapes onto VHS so we could watch them, or alternately to set up the camcorder so it could be used for direct playback (when we got tired of making VHS copies, watching them once, and then having them sit in the cabinet forever).

Going back still further, the first time the Tiemanns did video at all was when I was ten, in 1986-- my parents rented a camcorder (hah!) to tape my birthday party. Why the Krabappel-esque "hah"? Weeeeell, because the "camcorder" consisted of a more-or-less full-sized VCR (and remember, this was back when VCRs would have a hard time fitting into 19-inch server racks) in a padded shoulder-bag, connected via RCA cables to the "camera" attachment-- it looked like a little hairdryer. It was really just a hand-grip, some controls, and a lens assembly; the video recording stuff was all handled in the giant box slung over your shoulder. Talk about state-of-the-art! We recorded our house, just pointless little shots of nothing in particular-- and I fondly remember how the phone rang while we were taping, and so later when we were playing it back, we heard the phone ring and someone jumped up to get it. Wooow! I guess the audio was really something-- or else it was just culture shock, like when the Roanoak Indians first saw the British settlers drawing portraits of them. It's evil, I tells ya! Eeeeevil!

And then we watched Flight of the Navigator and Pee-Wee's Playhouse.

Oh yeah, fast-forward. The Handycam, which we bought two or three years later, was an amazing leap forward in technology. Not only was it a single, hand-held unit-- but unlike those VHS cameras, it could be literally held up by one hand, rather than balanced on a shoulder. It had a big carrying case, but the camera could be concealed under a jacket (if you were skinny and the jacket had been stolen from Fat Albert). The hand-grip doubled as the container for the fist-sized battery, which slid into it and locked into place with a satisfying snick-- and then the hand-grip piece clicked onto the body of the camera. I loved that. I thought it was ingenious. And I dreamed of a day when the hand-grip piece would be all there was to the camera-- when camcorders would be that impossibly small.


Well, that day is here, with the advent of digital-video camcorders, their teeny-tiny little DV tapes, and their Tic-Tac-box-sized Li-ion batteries, their flip-out LCD panels, and the general miniaturization of pretty much everything. The Canon ZR20 that I have is sort of the bottom-end of consumer camcorders, but it's pretty sweet nonetheless-- it has more features than I can shake a stick at, takes very nice-looking video, and-- as I'm finding more and more each day-- lets me do more things than I had ever considered to be compelling.

See, with the Handycam, all the video went straight to tape. There was no "editing". There wasn't a really good way to do it, not with analog tapes. Unless you had a multiple-deck VCR with a high-precision manual jog, so you could stitch clips together while attempting to minimize those screenfuls of jagged snowy lines that marked every scene transition, it really wasn't possible to cut out footage you didn't want or add audio tracks or (unheard-of!) apply transitions or video effects. And even if you did have such equipment, you'd still be making second- and third-generation copies of the analog signal, degrading it and the tapes (both source and destination) at the same time. So we just sort of tried to edit while we taped-- only recording what we thought looked important at the time. And I'm sure it forced us to become better video photographers, but still it was pretty miserable. It just wasn't worth the hassle to try to do it the "right" way.

But today... well, everything's different in Digital Land. First of all, the signal doesn't degrade when you transfer it. It's digital. So you can import the video from the camera, edit it, print it back to camera, import it again, edit it more-- it doesn't lose any clarity. The tapes still eventually wear out, which is a shame (tape technology has come a long way, and tapes still hold butt-loads more data than any other medium, but they still do degrade after a certain amount of use). But that takes a lot of use before it happens, and in the meantime the picture is archival-clear, high-resolution, and devoid of all those stupid horizontal white streaks that always crackled across the screen on tapes shot on our Handycam. Remember those, Mom?

It gets better. It gets so much better. You record footage with wild abandon, because the battery lasts forever, the camera fits into an inner coat pocket, and it turns on in a snap. For crying-out-loud, I was taping all weekend while skiing-- holding my poles in one hand and keeping the camera pointed downhill with the other as I swooshed down Intermediate slopes with ice patches and moguls. If I'd tried that with the Handycam, I'd have lost my balance and smashed the camera open on a rock before we even got off the bunny hill. And each time you record a new clip-- this part I just love-- it marks the scene transition on the tape, along with the other digital information (like when it was recorded, under what conditions, etc.) ...so that when you import it into "your video editing program" (--okay, who are we kidding-- into iMovie), it automatically senses when each shot begins and creates a new clip in your palette. So after you've come home, rewound the tape, plugged in the FireWire cable (sorry, USB2.0, the industry's entrenched already-- nyah!), and pressed Import, your only remaining step is to wait until it's finished dumping the data into the computer. It's not just a single continuous data stream, it's what amounts to a self-contained DV file for each time you've pressed Record. And they're all there, ready for you to start dragging them into the timeline and making a movie.

You could just take all the clips, put them in order, and say you're done. You could. But why? It's such a simple matter to throw out clips you don't want, to split clips into smaller chunks so you can edit out pieces that don't "watch well", to put them in a different order-- and that's just for starters. Want to add an audio track? Grab an MP3 and drag it into the audio channel. Then slide the begin and end tabs so it matches up with the video, and use checkboxes to fade it in and/or out and adjust the relative volume. Pin it to the video at a certain point so it doesn't lose its position if you rearrange the video. Want to cross-fade two clips? Go to the list of Transitions, grab the Cross-Fade one, and drag it between the two clips and let it render for a few seconds. And that's it. Titles? Same deal-- select the format for how they'll appear, type in your text, and drag it into place.

Oh, and incidentally, Apple has provided about 1.3GB of music clips from FreePlay, public-domain music for all purposes that's been pre-cut into 15, 20, 30, 60, and 120-second clips (each fully realized with intros and endings, not just chopped to fit). There are genres like "Sports Extreme", "Washingtonian", "Acid Jazz", "Hard Rock", and "World Music"-- each volume with as many as dozens of really good themes. Apple has put it on everybody's iDisk so they can download the clips and put 'em into their iMovies. I did, and now my skiing video has an almost continuous soundtrack. Picking out the perfect music for a particular piece of video is one of the most sublime joys of the editing process-- especially the fact that when you drop it in, it simply blends the music with whatever audio track and sound effects are already there, whether in the other audio channel or embedded into the video itself. No need to worry about audio getting inadvertently lost or replaced-- it just works.

Then, when you're done, export it back to the camera (which it handles just about as seamlessly and unconfusingly as you could want) so you can hook it up to a TV and show your grandparents. Or export it to a QuickTime movie using any of the ~20 available codecs. (A 15-minute video using Sorensen 3 at Low quality, which is really very watchable, comes out to about 40MB.) Or export it as a pristine-quality DV file, suitable for taking into iDVD and burning onto a disc for your family.

It's not like this is just an evolutionary change in how home video works. This is such an astronomical leap in what the home user is able to do that the entire concept of video editing is all new to most people. (It certainly was to me.) My preconceptions made me think of wrestling with cables, pushing little buttons with split-second timing, guessing a lot, and hoping a lot. But it's nothing like that. It's more like making a picture in Painter: all the tedious crap like mixing colors, managing transparency, handling layers, and developing the brush tools you need is all done for you, so 100% of your time is spent in being artistic.

Now, let's compare this with Windows Movie Maker, or whatever other options are available on the PC. First off, WMM doesn't seem to allow you to export video back to the camera-- only to WMV format. It doesn't allow lossless editing-- if you make a change to a clip, it's permanent. You can't back it out and go back to the original media, like you can with iMovie. If you render a title or transition, there's no going back. Because Windows can't guarantee that you'll have FireWire, it bases its assumptions around USB-- which means everything is slow, clunky, redundant, and error-prone. (I doubt you can use the playback-control buttons in WMM to control the camera itself, like you can in iMovie.) It has a time line and a scrubber bar and a clip palette and a viewing window, just like iMovie-- but it's so obviously an bad attempt at checkbox-ism that those reviewers who have looked at it in any detail have dismissed it out of hand rather than bothering to describe it (see David Coursey's take on it at ZDNet for an example). It's enough to make the "Designed for Windows XP" badge on the ZR20 product page look just that much more like the shameless piece of meaningless Microsoft-sponsored propaganda that it is.

And further, take this account in the Houston Chronicle (it's where the link waaaay up at the top of this post goes):

Now allow me to reintroduce my neighbor, Dave (not his real name), whom you first met in my Sept. 22, 2000, column.

When my neighbor saw my iMovies, he immediately ordered a board and software that he said would let him do that on his PC. I told him he should get a Mac. A month ago I asked him how his moviemaking was coming. He looked properly chagrined as he said, "I haven't figured out how to make it work yet."

I lent him the new iMac for a few days and issued a challenge. Since he still, 18 months later, had not completed a single movie project on his Dell, I told him to try making a movie, an audio CD and a DVD on this iMac. And to make things interesting, I offered him no assistance or support -- I told him to look in Mac Help if he had questions.

Three days later I interviewed Dave.

On the first day, he unpacked the iMac, set it up in five minutes and burned two audio CDs with iTunes. He said he never needed to refer to Mac Help and that this whole project was "no problem whatsoever."

On the second day, he used iDVD to create a pair of slide shows using existing digital photos and burned his first DVD. I watched it later, and it didn't stink. In fact, most people would no doubt find it impressive. (I'm so jaded.)

On the third day, he borrowed my Canon ZR-25 camcorder and a tape of my son's last basketball game. I handed him the camera, manual and FireWire cable, and told him he was own his own.

By the end of the day he had imported raw footage into iMovie, edited it, added music and titles, then burned it onto a DVD with iDVD.

As I scribbled furiously, Dave's long-suffering wife added, "He swore less at the Mac than he does at his Dell."

Dave then said he had created more multimedia in three days with the iMac than he had in 18 months with his Dell. He only opened the Help file a couple of times. He concluded, "The hardest part was getting the iMac back in the box."

Before departing I asked if he'd consider a Mac next time. He replied: "Absolutely. In fact, if we hadn't wasted so much money trying to transform that Dell into a multimedia computer, I'd get one today."

And we're hearing more and more of these kinds of testimonials. All it takes is for someone to try it, and their preconceptions that "a computer is a computer" evaporate. I don't know what brainstorm it was in Steve Jobs' cranium several years ago to invest so heavily in making the Mac into the premier multimedia editing platform, back before such things had even been considered for the consumer market, but it's paid off mega-big-time. It's certainly saved the Mac from extinction-- it's kept Apple ahead of the pack.

And anybody who hears about video editing and says "Who would ever want to do that?" simply has not tried it. Or has not tried it on a Mac.
Thursday, March 28, 2002
13:51 - The Debate Rages...
http://quasipundit.blogspot.com/?/2002_03_24_quasipundit_archive.html#11202183

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From QuasiPundit, on gay marriage:

The assertion that the State supports marriage through licensing and favourable tax treatment is counterfactual. The assertion that approving same-sex marriage has an adverse impact on traditional marriages is a non-sequitor -- how does it follow that straight people will stop getting married and having children and rasing them in good environments simply because gays and lesbians are allowed to marry and adopt? There's an unstated assumption that homosexuals can't have stable relationships and be good parents, though the assumption comes through very clearly in the argument.

Yeah, exactly. Besides, the arguments against gay marriage which don't fall into the "It's wrong becuz GAWD says so!" category invariably find themselves turning into bouts of petty haggling over money. "We can't have gay marriage because... well, because then corporations would have to pay more benefits to different kinds of couples! And more people would have tax breaks than before!" Yuh-huh, and guess what? We live in a rich-ass country, where it's taken for granted that corporations provide any benefits to anybody. Saying that taxation and health coverage payments are a good reason to disallow anybody but heterosexual men and women to marry is like saying that we shouldn't have air travel because it costs money to build airports. It's an important fundamental right, and to raise these whiny complaints about money is a really limp thing to do.

What it amounts to is that the person making the argument just "doesn't think it's right", and is trying to come up with something-- anything-- to bolster that gut feeling without having to quote Bible verses. Look, call a spade a spade, please. If you just have a personal problem with the concept of gay marriage, just say so. Don't try to disguise it by pretending you're all concerned about whether your State's corporations will have to extend their dental plans to cover a few measly single-digit percent more people.

It's when an indefensible argument is couched in terms that people just have to agree with or risk sounding like idiots or Luddites or criminals that I really get steamed. The SSSCA gets renamed to the "Consumer Broadband and Digital Television Promotion Act" or something so that it'll trick people into thinking it's all about helping bring broadband into people's homes. Nothing wrong with that, right? Everybody likes bandwidth! Well, yes, but the contents of the act have nothing to do with broadband. Look at the text, and all it talks about is installing copy-protection on CDs and making it illegal for VCRs to play back recorded shows more than once. But the Senators will vote for it because they're being paid to, and the people won't know anything is amiss because the name of the act looks innocent. They won't know anything has happened until they start seeing MP3 players vanish from the market and CDDA logos vanish from the CDs they buy (which mysteriously won't play in their computers any more).

The same thing happened when the record labels used a stealth bill and lobbyist money to take away artists' rights to get the copyright back on their music after their market usefulness had expired, like with books, as the infamous Courtney Love article in Salon recalls:

Last November, a Congressional aide named Mitch Glazier, with the support of the RIAA, added a "technical amendment" to a bill that defined recorded music as "works for hire" under the 1978 Copyright Act.

He did this after all the hearings on the bill were over. By the time artists found out about the change, it was too late. The bill was on its way to the White House for the president's signature.

That subtle change in copyright law will add billions of dollars to record company bank accounts over the next few years -- billions of dollars that rightfully should have been paid to artists. A "work for hire" is now owned in perpetuity by the record company.

Under the 1978 Copyright Act, artists could reclaim the copyrights on their work after 35 years. If you wrote and recorded "Everybody Hurts," you at least got it back to as a family legacy after 35 years. But now, because of this corrupt little pisher, "Everybody Hurts" never gets returned to your family, and can now be sold to the highest bidder.

Over the years record companies have tried to put "work for hire" provisions in their contracts, and Mr. Glazier claims that the "work for hire" only "codified" a standard industry practice. But copyright laws didn't identify sound recordings as being eligible to be called "works for hire," so those contracts didn't mean anything. Until now.

Writing and recording "Hey Jude" is now the same thing as writing an English textbook, writing standardized tests, translating a novel from one language to another or making a map. These are the types of things addressed in the "work for hire" act. And writing a standardized test is a work for hire. Not making a record.

So an assistant substantially altered a major law when he only had the authority to make spelling corrections. That's not what I learned about how government works in my high school civics class.

Three months later, the RIAA hired Mr. Glazier to become its top lobbyist at a salary that was obviously much greater than the one he had as the spelling corrector guy.

...

By the way, which bill do you think the recording industry used for this amendment?

The Record Company Redefinition Act? No. The Music Copyright Act? No. The Work for Hire Authorship Act? No.

How about the Satellite Home Viewing Act of 1999?

Stealing our copyright reversions in the dead of night while no one was looking, and with no hearings held, is piracy.

"Satellite Home Viewing", huh? Sounds awfully damn familiar to me.

Okay, okay-- I know this topic has now officially strayed way the hell off its original course. But I think these are all different forks of the same serpentine tongue; the guys who like the status quo are trying to take away people's rights, or prevent them from getting new ones, and the only way to do that is to lie and cheat and keep everyone's attention misdirected for just long enough for the issue to become moot and the denial of rights to be a fait accompli.

Was it always like this? Has this country always had legislative and corporate forces banding together to take away innocent pleasures from the people? Prohibition comes to mind, but... I don't know. I have to conclude that the frequency with which this is happening today would horrify Jefferson and Franklin. It would make them leave their half-written founding documents on the table in the candlelit Philadelphia courthouse, stagger home trembling, and chug ether.

11:57 - Ahh, a kindred spirit.
http://www.suburbanjungle.com/comics/sj20020325.jpg

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Yeah, this was me as a high school senior. Boy, I'm glad I'm not the only one.

(Although I hope it's not the "track and field" part that he's cheering about. Hmm... now that I think about it, that probably is what he means. In which case, never mind.)

10:10 - Watch out, Pixar-- you're being outdone at your own game!
http://www.cgchannel.com/news.php?news_id=832

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It seems Apple and Pixar aren't the only ones who think the new iMac makes for an outstanding CG animation character-- and judging by the number of people jumping on the bandwagon, and the quality of the bandwagon they're jumping on, pretty soon it'll be more famous on the screen than its uncle Luxo.

Click Grafix, a Malaysian animation company with a soft spot for LightWave 3D, has done a really cute 1-minute spot called "iBeach", showing a bunch of happy iMacs playing Limbo on the beach. It's very silly, very fun, and very much worth the download.

Somehow I suspect this isn't the last such movie we'll be seeing featuring the iMac, either. (I'm starting to really hope that its production code name turns out to be "Luxo".)
Wednesday, March 27, 2002
01:46 - Packaging Worship, Revisited
http://www.wired.com/news/photo/0,1860,51208,00.html

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Boy, Wired is Mac-happy these days. Just a couple of weeks ago I talked about their article on "unpacking parties" for new iMacs and other Apple equipment-- photo sessions by candlelight with groups of friends watching agog, and the glossy boxes being saved purely for sentimental value.

Well, here's another in the same vein: an original 1984 Macintosh box that just went for over $500 on eBay.

Look at those box graphics, incidentally. This is long before they started using the now-standard PR-photo-against-white glossy boxes; this is in their Apple ][ era when their box designs and user-manual graphics used this sparse, hand-drawn shorthand style. Kinda cool, and it wouldn't look completely alien even today-- but man, it's a blast from the past.

But the "Macintosh" font is exactly the same now as it always was... and I've always found that very comforting. Apple Garamond. Good ol' Apple Garamond.

01:30 - Your Honor, he wanted killin'.
http://www.theregister.co.uk/content/55/24470.html

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Okay-- there are always extenuating circumstances, there are always multiple sides to a story. There is always a case to be made for "The other guy's opinions and traditions are just as valid as your own" (so frequently heard regarding cultures like Iran and Talibanian Afghanistan, at least before September). But sometimes you just run across something wherein you realize that some vapor-brained waste of skin is just itching to be made an example of.

The computer whiz then asked the court to identify the plaintiff in the case. Ware explained that the United States was the plaintiff, and was represented by assistant U.S. attorney Ross Nadel. Heckenkamp said he wanted to subpoena Nadel's "client" to appear in court, and Ware asked him who, exactly, he wanted to bring into the courtroom.

When Heckenkamp replied, "The United States of America," Ware ordered him taken into custody.

"The comments that you are making to the court lead me to suspect that either you are playing games with the court, or you're experiencing a serious lack of judgment," said Ware. The judge added that he was no longer satisfied that Heckenkamp would make his future court appearances.

Heckenkamp had been free on $50,000 bail, and living under electronic monitoring -- prohibited by court order from using cell phones, the Internet, computers, video games and fax machines.

Before two deputy U.S. marshals hauled Heckenkamp away, he threatened legal action against the judge. "I will hold you personally liable," he said. "I will seek damages for every hour that I'm in custody."

This, as far as I'm concerned, is why hackers ('scuse me, crackers) need to have their arms pulled out slowly by tractors. These kids think they're invincible, that they're way too clever for anyone to do anything to them, that nobody would dare touch them. This contemptible little turd needs to be put up on that bench and had his "guilty" sentence read loud and proud on national TV, with a nice close-up on his face, so everybody can see just what can happen if you think it's a game to go making life miserable for overworked site admins at high-profile commercial websites.

If only we could, wouldn't we throw the book at hurricanes and floods and earthquakes for all the damage they do? We have to budget for them and buy insurance policies to cover them, because we can't do a thing to control them. We also have to budget for and insure ourselves against hackers, and yet we can control them. They're not a natural disaster, they're people. And that means they can be caught and punished.

I just want to see one of these kids' cocky little asses worked over with a potato peeler and a bag of rock salt, and photos of the results posted to every newsgroup and mischief-making web forum on the net. The fear of God is a wonderful thing, especially when put into someone who has no concept of it.

20:44 - Boy, they sure can name them landfills...

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From the "Periscope" section of the March 25 Newsweek:

New York City was planning to release hundreds of vehicles recovered from the WTC area beginning Monday. In recent weeks, city officials sent owners and insurance companies a letter about how to retrieve the cars from the Fresh Kills landfill...

Blink. Wow... especially considering how later in the column it talks about how body parts such as arms, legs, and ribcages were found in the cars, this just seems like serendipity coming home to roost.

More and more I'm thinking that Americans just don't know how to name things properly. (Let's be more like the Brits, with place names like Okeford Fitzpaine-- pronounced "Fippeny Ockford". Or like the Aussies!) And when we do come up with names that pull us up short, it's stuff like this.

Didn't it occur to whoever was in charge of the operation of discarding the vehicles that someone might one day cover that fact in an article? And that this is how it would sound? Ye gods.

18:16 - The Pod People are multiplying...!

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The iPod population of my company doubled over the weekend. (Only a couple weeks ago it had doubled for the first time-- from one to two.) Kris bought one, and so did John, our Web marketing guy. They ordered the devices on Friday, and they were waiting in the entry foyer on Monday.

John is in his 50s, and remarkably with-it when it comes to geek stuff. He analyzes things until those listening to him start to get short on breath just absorbing everything he's saying. He's been waffling back and forth lately between the iPod and SonicBlue's Rio Riot-- he had a Riot on order, in fact, and canceled it while it was still pending shipment so he could study the differences still further and pick my brain as to the potential of his proposed setup: a 60GB USB external hard drive plugged into his daughter's iMac, full of songs which he would organize through iTunes (only when the drive is plugged in, natch), and the iPod plugged in the other end. I couldn't see any good reason why that wouldn't work. But he still wasn't entirely convinced-- after all, the Riot has a 20GB drive, works with Windows (his primary platform), etc, etc. It's big, but he says he would just keep it on his desk like a radio. It's USB, so filling up 20GB would take forever, but he says he would just fill it up once and then never need to swap files on or off it, so that's no big deal. Would the iPod handle hierarchical playlists, so instructional CDs showing multiple versions of the same song could be grouped usefully? And so it went.

Everybody was waiting to hear the Macworld Tokyo keynote, to see if the iPod would get a price reduction (to $299) or anything. Well, it didn't-- and if I may editorialize for a moment (as though that's not all I do here), that's fine. They sold 125,000 units in two months, and so there's no need to lower the price, is there? Keeping the price at $400 through the Christmas season probably netted them a huge cash windfall which they could use to build up the rest of the company, and since they still have to fight to keep the things on shelves, why lower the price? The supply/demand curves put the optimal price point right where it is-- lowering the price would get some more demand, yes, but probably not enough to offset the profit they would have made on that extra $100 per unit that they're getting at the current price. So, smart move, Fred Anderson-- and I'll bet the Japanese market will just gobble up the new engraving option (which is specifically aimed at Japan-- where the Macworld attendees gave a standing ovation at the news of the option). They know exactly what they're doing.

So anyway, the iPods came in on Monday, and both Kris and John seem happy as clams with theirs. Yesterday, in fact, John came around to our cubicles to fling a grin in all directions and talk about how well XPlay works, even in its alpha state. (He's decided that he will use his iPod with his Windows 2000 machine, running XPlay, storing the songs on a new 120GB USB2.0 drive.) "You plug in the iPod, and XPlay opens it up like a hard drive-- it has folders for Playlists, Songs, Artists... I just dragged in some songs, and it worked. Flawless." He couldn't say enough good about it. It may just be the buyer-of-expensive-toy justification mindset, but he certainly seemed glad he hadn't gone with the Riot after all.

The infiltration continues...

14:41 - Okay, that's pretty funny-- I think...
http://www.seapod.org/writing/mac-os-y.html

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Oh goodie! A piece of parody buzz about OS X.

I have some "inside information" about the next release of the Macintosh operating system. It will be called "Mac OS Y," and will reach an unprecedented level of irrelevance. In true Apple style-over-substance, you will be able to choose between fifteen different "essences," nee "flavors," and the system will require 1GB of RAM for baseline performance, and 10GB of disk space (not including the moderate extra space required to install the optional developer tools). It will be distributed on 4 DVD-ROMs and will require that you reformat your hard disk prior to installation, before dumping a heretofore unheard of sixty-nine million files, randomly fragmented about your disk. Icons will be a whopping 1024x1024 pixels in detail, and are rendered in stunning 128-bit color. A 23" display will be recommended to view a single page of text. "Small screens are a thing of the past," company CEO Steve Jobs claims.

Er, okay... I guess I'm always glad to see parody happening, because it means OS X is in the public eye. Just like I'm glad to see new Mac viruses come out, because it means Macs represent a legitimate target. But... what exactly is this guy complaining about? The fact that the OS looks nice? That it has an open-source foundation? That it has UNIX in it? That it ships with a development environment descended from the NeXTSTEP tools, widely regarded as some of the best the industry has ever seen? That it's shipped on a CD instead of floppies? Is he dissatisfied with the fact that installing OS X (rather miraculously) does not make you reformat your disk, and in fact lets you boot smoothly from one OS to another? Or that all its system files are kept neatly together in a single hierarchical folder?

Why can't people make up their mind about what's important? Is UI customizability desirable, or is it "style over substance"? And has nobody noticed that Macs haven't come in "flavors" for like two years now?

It's awfully hard, sometimes, to tell when someone has a genuine satirical point to make, and when they're simply bitching pointlessly. I can't find the little gem in this article that would send me into a self-effacing, bemused giggle at my own expense, and I can't seem to deduce what sort of OS would make the writer happy, so I'm inclined to imagine it's the latter.

14:22 - Just read the cue cards...

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Just the other day, I heard another radio ad where the announcer was trying gamely to read off a URL. "Just go to UsedCarBucks dot com, backslash SpecialOffer..."

Why do so many people seem to labor under the assumption that "/" is a backslash? Is it because they were around in the 80s when everything in DOS was based on backslashes, and they assume that, well, now it's the same-- it's all just computer stuff-- it's just that you're typing it into a web browser now instead of a command line?

The fact that URLs contain slashes as path delimiters (that's forward slashes, everybody, in case there's any confusion in your mind-- they tilt forward, along the same direction that the text is going-- left to right; backslashes tilt backwards, back the way the text came) is one of the most visible inroads that UNIX has made into the everyday desktop world. UNIX uses forward slashes as path delimiters, for instance /usr/local/bin/pico. Since the Web began on UNIX, URLs were designed to follow UNIX conventions rather than DOS conventions; if Microsoft had invented the Web, you can bet that URLs would look like http:\\www.whatever.com\.

But whatever the history, it still bugs me no end when I hear people reading URLs over the radio who have obviously somehow never encountered one before. I'm reminded of one particularly egregious example that I heard on KCBS back in 1996 or so. An oldish-sounding guy, speaking slowly and painstakingly, launched off as follows: "Aitch tee, tee pee... semicolon, backslash, backslash... double-you, double-you, double-you..." Aaaaaaugh! I was squirming in my seat before he got to the "w"s. First of all: You don't need to say the "HTTP" part. It's assumed these days-- browsers tack it on by default. And then, it's a colon, not a semicolon! And then they're forward slashes! Blaaah! I mean, his deliberate, reptilian delivery of the words was bad enough-- he was saying parts of the URL that shouldn't need to be said, and only served to waste precious expensive seconds of airtime. I could understand it if he were taking his time because it was a complex URL that he wanted to make sure people heard clearly, but it wasn't! He was just bewildered by these weird symbols in front of him, assuming his listeners were similarly clueless and copying down each letter with a piece of chalk on a little slate, tongue protruding in concentration from the corners of their mouths. But that wasn't even the worst part! He was taking his time, making sure everybody got every last little detail right-- and then he got the details wrong! I guess you can assume that people will be able to just go by what they remember visually as being the proper parts of a URL, but ":" is a colon, not a semicolon, and "/" is a slash, not a backslash. I was seized with mental images of people on AOL uncertainly hunting-and-pecking their way through typing "H T T P ;\\ www...".

These days, of course, things are much better. Websites are designed so you can find current special promotions and important resources directly from the main page, so you only have to add two syllables to the name of your company in order to get the point across. "Visit us on the Web at Megaflicks dot com!" But we still hear the occasional ad where the announcer confidently tells us to type semicolons and backslashes, in what's apparently some bastardized Microsoft Web protocol that's made deliberately incompatible with every browser that only handles http:// style.

(Like how MSIE will render a table even if there's no </TABLE> tag, and so people write sloppy HTML without balanced tags because "Hey, it works in MSIE!"... and then they grouse about Netscape because it (correctly!) does not render the table. So now we have web designers all over the world who have effectively written Netscape users out of the picture simply because they're too lazy to write proper HTML, and they get away with it because of a bug in the only browser they test in, so they don't even know they're doing anything wrong. Of course it must be someone else's fault.)

So anyway, back to the delimiters. A few months ago, Kris and I were talking about how every operating system had its own path delimiter character. DOS/Windows uses the backslash (\), UNIX uses the forward slash (/), classic MacOS uses the colon (:), and so on. To solve all this confusion, we jotted down a proposal for the Universal Delimiter:

It could be used in filesystem paths, in URLs, wherever a hierarchy needs to be described-- and it would be portable from platform to platform.

We called it the Blair Witch. "Aitch tee tee pee colon blair witch blair witch..."

10:06 - A Call to Arms
http://www.siliconvalley.com/mld/siliconvalley/2922052.htm

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Well, everybody else is linking to this, and with good reason, so I'd better do the same.

1. Do you care if a few giant companies control virtually all entertainment and information?

2. Do you care if they decide what kinds of technological innovations will reach the marketplace?

3. Would you be concerned if they used their power to compile detailed dossiers on everything you read, listen to, view and buy?

4. Would you find it acceptable if they could decide whether what you write and say could be seen and heard by others?

Those are no longer theoretical questions. They are the direction in which America is hurtling.

Media conglomerates are in a merger frenzy. Telecommunications monopolies are creating a cozy cartel, dividing up access to the online world. The entertainment industry is pushing for Draconian controls on the use and dissemination of digital information.

If you're not infuriated by these related trends, you should at least be worried. If you're neither, stop reading this column. You're a sheep, content to be herded wherever these giants wish.

But if you want to retain some fundamental rights over the information you use and create, please take a stand. Do it soon, because a great deal is at stake.

I hope you're among the latter. I also hope you're willing to take a little time, as I will be doing, to call and/or write your representatives and try to convey just how evil they're being-- how not one sane consumer would be in favor of this act, and how it only serves corporations, and only in a psychological or punitive sense (they want to stick it to the users, regardless of whether their financial woes can be traced to piracy or not, which it can't). And with all the money that the media sector is flinging into Congress right now (now including Saban), we're right on the edge of an entire industry's rights being legislated by the corporations themselves. When enough money flows, any integrity that the lawmakers ever had gets flushed down the storm sewer.

Doesn't anybody in Washington have the guts to stand up in the face of all these millions of dollars and the inevitable Media Mafia and say "Enough! I represent the people!"?

We can only hope so, and try to make them see how important this is. Because there's just one thing we hold over them, of which we can assure them: Not one Senator who votes for the SSSCA (or whatever it's called now) will be re-elected.

It's shutting the barn door too late, I know, but it's the only power we as voters have.

09:30 - LotR DVD News
http://www.dvdfile.com/software/dvd-video/index.html

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Wheee! Official news about the DVD releas of Lord of the Rings. Wait, excuse me-- releases.
The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring will be released in no less than four versions this year. On 8/6, separate widescreen and pan & scan versions will be released, each a two-disc set with identical extra features. Disc one includes the film presented in English Dolby Digital Surround EX and Dolby 2.0 surround (sorry, no DTS). Disc two is where all the goodies are at, and retail will be $29.95 for either the pan & scan or widescreen editions.

Then, on 11/12, New Line will release a mega four-disc set, with a new extended cut of the film created by Peter Jackson himself, and featuring over 30 minutes of additional footage. This cut of the film will be Rated R due to some extended violence, and no retail price has yet been set for this release. The now nearly four-hour film will be spread over the first two discs and presented in 2.35:1 anamorphic widescreen (alas, no sound format information is yet available.) Unfortunately, all the supplements for the 4-disc set are still in production, so final details were not revealed. However, the disc is planned to include 3 audio commentaries and another four hours of bonus material. It is also not yet known if all the features on the "standard" two-disc set edition will also be included here.

And that's not all, either. There's talk of a gift set of the latter release, and even a fifth release later with all the releases in one box. Boy, they're planning a full-court press on the merchandising-- and they'll be richly rewarded for it, I'm sure.

It's interesting that they're announcing all these versions so far in advance. They say they'll be releasing one "normal" version, and then that there will be a better one a few months later. So who would buy the first set? (People like me, that's who.)

But then, maybe I'm used to Apple's marketing tactics-- the extreme secrecy above all else. This is sort of a welcome contrast. It'll certainly fill up the waiting time before December...
Tuesday, March 26, 2002
02:22 - Gallows Humor: Corporate Schadenfreude
http://www.business2.com/articles/mag/print/0,1643,38604,00.html

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These days it's not just fuckedcompany.com who have their antennae out for corporate blunders to point at gleefully from the sanctuary of a website that has actual funding. While the aforementioned site was doing so long before the dot-com bubble burst, making fun of stupid decisions made during that era is now the Sport of Kings. Witness this fun article at Business 2.0, "The 101 Dumbest Moments in Business":

3. Banana Republic co-founders Mel and Patricia Ziegler start ZoZa, an "athletic formalwear" retailer, in late 2000. Mel says he expects sales to reach $1 billion within seven years. Gary Rieschel of Softbank Venture Capital invests $16.5 million, telling BusinessWeek, "If you have guts and you have capital, how can you not be optimistic about the consumer market?" Here's how: ZoZa's designers revamp its spring 2001 line, intentionally making their dresses two sizes smaller than labeled. Even the svelte are outraged, and ZoZa's merchandise return rate soars to 80 percent. The company shuts down in May 2001, proving that, if the dress doesn't fit, you must, uh, quit.

7. Last May, Citizens Against Government Waste, a group that received funding from Microsoft (MSFT), is caught simulating a "grassroots" campaign to get state attorneys general to drop their antitrust suit against the software giant. One detail that gives the scheme away: Some of the letters supporting Microsoft are from people who have long since died.

60. Washing Off the Stench of Death, Part 1: Philip Morris (MO) proposes changing its name to Altria, presumably to escape the taint of its tobacco-producing past. It does not, however, stop producing tobacco, which does not stop causing cancer.

61. Washing Off the Stench of Death, Part 2: Making matters even more awkward, the name Altria turns out to be already taken by Altria Healthcare, a firm based in Birmingham, Ala., that is not especially pleased to be linked to a noted producer of poor health.

... And 97 more. Lots of fun.

02:12 - Yeah, that would explain a lot...
http://www.wired.com/news/mac/0,2125,50820,00.html

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One of the problems with not having my blog available for a protracted period is that lots and lots of people will all forward me a URL that they know I'd enjoy reading-- and they're right, too, except that it gets a tad less enjoyable each time I'm directed to read it.

The Mac Bong, or iBong, is made from a water-filled bong mounted inside an old Mac SE 30. The bowl of the bong protrudes from the front of the computer, just below the screen. The mouthpiece sticks out the back.
...
"My bong burnt bright," he wrote, "electrifying fractals dancing in the raging embers, smoke curling like a halo around my bowed and fatal head.... The restlessness of a millennium's solitude soared through my rushing blood, the roar of being alive skipping like a jumping spark through my brain."

See, if they'd made a bong out of a current iMac, the hallucinations would have looked like iTunes visuals. What they've really done is created an OS X emulator for the Mac SE/30.

(By the way, Kris assures everyone in earshot that the story of Apple's vaunted drug culture holds about as much water as this bong does.)

01:41 - Well, good-- that's half a victory...
http://globalarchive.ft.com/globalarchive/article.html?id=020326007674&query=Apple

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Well, here's a piece of good news:

The Internet Streaming Media Alliance (ISMA) today announced its enthusiastic support for the MPEG-4 Advanced Audio Coding (AAC) licensing models recently introduced by Dolby Laboratories. In contrast to the proposed terms for the MPEG-4 Visual license, the approach of the MPEG-4 AAC licensors does not involve royalties on the distribution of audio compressed in the MPEG-4 AAC format.

Hallelujah. So the audio part of MPEG-4 is going to be licensed freely without royalties. But there's still apparently no indication that the video part of MPEG-4 is any closer to a similar agreement, and that will be a prerequisite for the release of QuickTime 6...

But this is still encouraging. If the same execs are in charge of the video part of the codec as the audio part, this thing might actually see daylight. Fingers crossed...

17:50 - The thing is, is that...
http://www.npr.org/ramfiles/watc/20020317.watc.08.ram

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Those who know me well are aware that I have a certain... shall we say, sensitivity to various verbal habits and language quirks. (Hey, Chris: Base!) Yeah, "basically" really sticks in my craw, and I've always managed to feel personally offended by "alot" and "alright"-- largely because my teachers spent so many thankless and fruitless hours during my childhood trying to get my classmates to stop using them. But now when even Toyota runs ads with the word "everyday" used as an adverb (as in, "Eat three meals everyday!"), I find myself part of a beleaguered minority who cares for the language as taught in the style manuals.

But there's one thing that I just can't abide, something that has become more and more prevalent lately: the "double is". You know. You've heard it. "The thing is, is that..."

Last Sunday, as I was leaving work after rolling-over the new server and restoring all the services and hoping they'd be okay through the night, NPR with Weekend All Things Considered was on my radio. They were talking about courtesans. Veronica Franco, European politics, and all that. Interesting topic (Dangerous Beauty is a favorite film of mine). But it was wrapping up as I pulled into a gas station to fill up for the drive home.

When I got back into the car and turned on the engine, the first thing-- the VERY FIRST THING-- out of my radio was "The thing is, is!" Aauugh! Oh, but wait: the host and the guest were both saying it, back and forth at each other, laughing. What is this? Ahh, it becomes clear to me: it's a segment called "Language Pet Peeves", and this time "The thing is, is" was their subject.

A caller had brought to the host's attention this little habit, and was assured by the show's resident "verbavore" Richard Lederer that this was not acceptable usage. The caller could rest assured that such a quirk should never be used in writing, and should be frowned upon in speech. He did, however, offer a well-reasoned explanation for why people do it (they treat "the thing is" as one unit of thought, put it behind them, and then move on to the next unit, which is "is that..."), an explanation that pretty much matched my own. In any case, I felt vindicated and happy as I drove home. Pity I hadn't been able to record it, though. Ah well.

Later that night, Chris called up for a squash game. We went in to the gym at about 11:00 PM, played exuberantly for about two hours, and then sat out in the parking lot regaining our breath and talking aimlessly about our respective servers and the tribulations involved in running them. Finally, at about 12:45, we got in our cars to go home.

As my engine revved to life, what do I hear coming out of my radio but-- Courtesans!


Aaaaah! It's the repeat loop of the same show! If I race home at top speed, I might be able to record the Language Pet Peeves segment! I stomp on the pedal, screech out of the parking lot, and spiral my way onto the freeway-- they're talking about how courtesans influenced European politics. Over the giant off-ramp, down the edge of 101 onto the Capitol Expressway exit, and they're talking about Veronica Franco. Down onto surface streets, past the high school, up onto Nieman, and Language Pet Peeves is starting. No matter-- the bit I want is a few minutes in. I skid into our driveway as they're announcing the verbavore. I race upstairs. I dive into my bag of old cassette tapes, and I find an unlabeled, pristine-looking one. Throw it into my stereo, tune the FM station-- c'mon, can't it seek faster than that?-- and land on NPR. And the first thing I hear?

"The thing is, is...! Ha ha haah!"

Nooooooo! I collapse in despair onto the bed. My shining opportunity to enshrine, like a lock of gold from the head of Galadriel, a testimonial to my need for sanity-- gone! It was with a heavy heart that I fell asleep that night, and my dreams were troubled by my elementary-school classmates all saying "heighth" and "nucular" and "alright" and "basically" as they stood in a circle, jeering, flinging dictionaries at my huddled and miserable form.

But then, the next day, I discovered, much to my delight, that NPR thoughtfully provides all their Weekend All Things Considered shows in RealAudio-- both as complete shows and in segments. And there it is, that Language Pet Peeves section, right there for the download. It's the link at the top of this entry. Go on, click it.

I won't let an evening of pointless wasted effort stand in the way of my making a fool of myself.

17:13 - Ooooh. Naaasty.
http://www.macmerc.com/article.php?sid=102

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Look, look! "ProAudio" has been released. This one is designed specifically to foil "Macs, DVD players, and CD-compatible video game consoles" from playing the discs or ripping their contents.

Interesting decision, there. I guess the record labels really are serious in thinking that it's those big nasty Macs that are the root cause of all this piracy nonsense; after all, they're the ones with the "Rip, Mix, Burn" slogan! Why can't they be more like Windows users, who as we all know have never ripped a CD or shared an illicit MP3 in their lives? Pure as the driven snow, they are.

Oh, and this article is a direct response to the "Macs can't rip this music" challenge: it calls upon Mac users everywhere to rise up and crack the scheme. When they do, up goes this cute little badge.

I'd contribute my efforts, except it would involve me first giving money to the people purveying this new format. And that's something I'll never do.

16:54 - Al Fasoldt Likes OS X
http://www.twcny.rr.com/technofile/texts/tec031702.html

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Another highly visible convert:

But Macs have changed. They're still cute, in a modern-art sort of way, but they have a new software engine under the hood. The operating system is tried-and-true Unix with the kind of multitasking that would make an octopus jealous, and the hardware is so fast that some operations get finished before they're started.
   Well, almost. I'm getting carried away. But it's all for a good reason. For the first time in years, I'm madly in love with a computer. I bought a Macintosh dual-processor G4 computer -- the one with two 1-gigahertz processors and a built-in DVD burner -- a few weeks ago and haven't stopped raving about it yet. I'm driving my wife crazy, my cat hides when he sees me coming and my parrot is quickly learning how to repeat "This is amazing!" three times without taking a breath.

Boy, this is starting to get monotonous. More and more people are discovering what kind of computing is available to you if you're willing to outlay a couple thou, and they're tripping all over themselves trying to get the word out. Grass-roots adoption is riding high, from the look of it.

This article was even quoted by Apple in its recent-news section. Interesting-- lately I've noticed that Apple is linking to whatever online articles they can find, no matter what the articles' perspective is. In this case, the author is trying desperately-- comically so-- to get you to take him at his word without dismissing it the moment you hear the word "Mac". He pokes at the reputation Apple has for building boxes that are slow or quirky or incapable, and Apple is happily linking to it right out of their own PR pages and thereby tacitly acknowledging their perceived flaws. Pretty gutsy move, if you ask me. Right up there with publicly adopting widely-used fan nicknames like "iApps" and "TiBook", and having copy on their Mac OS X site like "Mac OS X goes out of its way to include everybody (except perhaps aliens from Tau Ceti — they’re mean)."

16:28 - They're being won over, left and right...
http://www.europemedia.net/showfeature.asp?ArticleID=9411

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Esme Vos, a Dutch intellectual-property lawyer who occasionally writes tech articles, has one example of such here-- one in which she raves about just about every aspect of the iMac-- in stark opposition to the "big, clunky PCs" that her friends and relatives firmly insist are the only way to go if she wishes to avoid regretting her decision.

It's all very positive, the sort of article that makes Mac-heads feel all warm and squishy. But it ends on the following note:

Will the iMac save Apple and Steve Jobs? It’s too early to tell. But then again I’m too busy enjoying my new iMac to worry about that.

Er... well, this begs the question of whether Apple and Steve Jobs need "saving". It's still a common enough refrain for columnists to call Apple "beleaguered" and "troubled" and "doomed". But as I've said before and will undoubtedly say again, Apple is profitable. They're not losing relevance-- PC makers are looking harder at Apple than they ever have since the earliest days, looking to Steve to lead the way. They're very open about this, too-- it's no secret that companies like Dell and Microsoft are content to let the trailblazing be done in Cupertino while they trail by a year or so, because their business plans account for that. So does Apple's. It's a nice symbiotic relationship, that. Nobody's trying to kill anybody off. Not even Microsoft.

I just wish people treated Apple with the respect that people in the car industry treat BMW. Sure, BMW drivers can be assholes, and the cars are too nice for their own good. But nobody ever says that BMWs suck.

16:02 - Boy, that'll make you sit up and take notice...
http://www.macnet2.com/opinion/guest/index.shtml

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Scott Boone, a guest columnist at MacNETv2:

From poor support to poor product design to marketspeak promises made and engineering promises gone unfulfilled, Apple seems to care very little about the core market that has sustained it...as though we "don’t get it". What a farce, and what an insult. I think I used to have a common feeling with Apple: they would bring insanely great things to market, understating the genius, expecting the world to see the light, and yet we'd both stand by puzzled when the market couldn't see the brilliance. Now, Apple and I are different: they simply dictate what is brilliant, and ignore the markets ignorance--they don't ask or want my (or my ilk's) opinion in the matter. And if, forbid, you offer one, you are Anti-Apple. And what makes all this worse is their utterly incomprehensible silence---on EVERYTHING. With no "free" support anymore, the online troubleshooting sites have evolved into he said-she said forums where the experts (the code writers themselves) never inform. Apple's Tech Discussions are a joke; a world where Joe Blow without source can espouse "technical voodoo". Is it me, or is the first line Tech Support at Apple merely a human tape player that recites "Okay, let's zap the PRAM. Okay, you'll need to reinstall the system software.” Rinse. Repeat. And I think that OS X is, in and of itself, the proof of the shambles that Apple, as a culture, is in.

I have been writing about OS X and its infrastructure since before Copland. It is probably because I have had, for a VERY long time, a prescient feeling about what I want a computer to do. And college, the engineering education, was the worst thing I did, because it provided me the technical know how (or at least the foundation of the know how) about Operating Systems. John Manzione, in last week’s Op-Ed piece, stated that OS X was "still the best OS ever to be developed for any computer." And he is right...but we need to stop comparing against what WAS and start comparing with what CAN BE. And when doing that, OS X is rather disappointing. OS X embodies just about everything that is wrong with Apple.

Phew, boy... there's some strong talk. Curiously, it's from a guy who lives and breathes Apple, not from a staunch PC user enumerating what makes Apple suck. It's a guy who sees the potential for Apple as being so much more than what they're actually reaching for, and it's driving him nuts.

Apple could have brought fresh new insight to how UNIX looks (metadata, drivers, installers, preferences and configuration), but they haven't, all for this elusive and nebulous concept of "compatibility". Certainly this will be improved, but Apple's silence about the journey is disheartening.

And so it goes... I fear we are a dying breed, the ones who care, the ones who are loyal, the ones who want to make a difference. Everyone else seems to merely want to be spoon-fed, and Apple and the computer and software vendors seem happy to do so. I dread the thought of another 10 years of stagnation in this market...I may go insane.

Word.

Apple isn't making it easy to be a fan at the nitty-gritty level these days. They want us to be fans at the presentation level, fans of the out-of-the-box experience, fans of iTunes and iMovie and swiveling LCD panels, not fans of resource forks and metadata and expandability. They don't want us to fixate on the endlessly modifiable UI of MacOS 8; instead, they want us to use Aqua and like it. They don't want us to tweak the Type and Creator codes on files; they want us to apply blanket settings and hide extensions in the name of interoperability when we innocently send JPEGs and Word files to our Windows friends. They don't want us to use WindowShade; they want us to fall in love with the Genie effect. And they communicate this through subtle psychological cues-- through sluggish lack of commitment on certain levels, through silence in published API specs, through gala product launches that mask silent abandonment of support for three-year-old hardware. This isn't the Apple that gives a guy a set of premium tools and then gets out of the way while you do your stuff; this is an Apple that welds your hood shut, to use a hackneyed expression, and would sooner give you a new car rather than tell you how to fix your existing one. Open-source Darwin or not, Apple's attitude recently makes for even more of a closed-shop atmosphere than ever before.

The weird thing is, it's working. I'm a seasoned veteran when it comes to operating systems. I've spent the past 15 years building up a hacker's knowledge of everything from ProDOS to Windows 95 to FreeBSD to Mac OS X, and while in every case before this one I've rigged the system full of cute little shortcuts and home-grown tools for me to use in my daily machinations, in OS X I find myself wanting to follow the prescribed script. I see the path they've laid out for me-- iTunes and the iPod are the total music solution. Don't worry about hardware compatibility, or naming your MP3 files and the folders they go in, or setting up synchronization protocols, or bitrates or metadata or skins or any of that crap-- iTunes will do all that for you. Just think about CDs and music. Put the CD in, and we'll handle the rest. Plug in your iPod, let it sync, unplug it, and go. I could do all kinds of power-user tweakage, but why? They've covered all the bases, and I find that I don't need to go beyond the edges of the path to do what I need done. They don't say a word about their vision, about where they see all this going, beyond what gets said in the PR pages or during the keynote speeches; but somehow, that's okay by me. I just follow the script, and it has yet to fail me.

Lately I've found myself ditching some of my long-held habits, parts of my life that I haven't changed in over five years because I'd never needed to (and because they were still the best way of handling the task in question). Many of my lingering problems with OS X, for instance, arise from my need to use Pine for my mail. Just a few weeks ago, though, I was unwilling to run Classic on my beautiful pristine new iMac at work, just so I could use NiftyTelnet/SSH to get to my Pine terminal as I was accustomed-- so I opened up Mail, configured it for secure IMAP, and now suddenly my primary e-mail account is transformed. I have HTML formatting and rich-text layout and instantly visible attachments. I have folders for mail, and I can move messages between them-- even between accounts-- just by dragging. I have offline reading capability! I have the ability to select who I send mail as. Sure, the HTML spam is annoying and bandwidth-intensive, but hey-- I can now receive Japanese and Korean spam and watch in bemusement as all the gorgeous antialiased Kanji text renders right in the message. No more Telnet windows full of gobbledygook! Sure, it's just as meaningless and destined for the trash can as it used to be, but now I'm following the prescribed path-- and everything is just so much easier. Now I can put my machine to sleep and it won't lose its connection to my mail. I don't have to run Classic at all, except for Photoshop-- which is on its way to me as soon as it ships. I don't even have to grumble about the lack of Command+Click execution of URLs in the Terminal window, because URLs in Mail are hyperlinked already-- like they are in any modern GUI program.


I'm being a Model User, eschewing the power-user hackery that I've always been used to. I guess it's because all the tools I normally have to hack together are already right here for me to use.

Nonetheless, Apple's silence is unnerving-- and it's with no small amount of fretfulness that I immerse myself in the Out-of-the-Box Experience with each new piece of the puzzle that they release; driving all over the Valley with my camera now that I have iPhoto to play with, taking my camcorder skiing with me so I can throw it all into iMovie. It makes me smile ear to ear, but my eyes are still darting back over my shoulder. I still worry that after all this success they could blow it somehow.

If they do, it'll be by alienating all the long-time, die-hard Mac fanatics, the ones who live and breathe the Mac Way, having seen the vision of What Computing Could Be-- only to have that vision snatched away by a modern Apple concerned only with courting the hippest and trendiest modern technogeeks, the ones most easily seduced by the flash of their current product lineup. By organizing the company around developing an army of intensely loyal new fans, fans of a somewhat different "ease of use" ideal than the classical Apple one, they're putting into practice a new strategy, one that isn't likely to appeal to everybody. Here's hoping it brings them success.

It may be that the old ideal, that of a stable and simple foundation with an infinitely hackable presentation layer, is dead. Equally, it might be that we've returned to the original ideal, the one that came before that: the "Computer For the Rest of Us" ideal. Remember that one? The 1984 one? The one that ensnared the original crop of Mac zealots, before they became acolytes to the Immortality of Nostalgic Hardware? Before they became Amiga types?

Apple's silence on these matters, coupled with their tendency towards extreme secrecy on all subjects, plus their string of recent runaway successes in the market, to me suggest that they've got a long-term plan which will only be revealed to us at the rate that Steve sees fit. And if it's anything like what we've seen so far, I'm not too worried. I'll just be standing there with my arms flung wide and my head back, like Kent at the end of Real Genius. Bring on those God Rays!

14:56 - Resentment of Success
http://juangato.blogspot.com/?/2002_03_17_juangato_archive.html#10860406

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Ever wondered why Homer Simpson is so nasty to Ned Flanders, a man who turns every cheek on his body and always goes out of his way to help a guy who'll only kick him for his trouble?

Well, now that we have a real-life case study of exactly this same thing happening on an international and cultural scale, it makes a whole lot more sense.

I've always had success in my life, and so I've never been in Homer's position-- I've never looked with envy upon some rival who garners all the attention and praise and who makes it all the worse by being a nice guy too. So I find it hard to imagine what it must be like; and yet insofar as I can imagine it, I know it must be no picnic. It certainly wouldn't make me feel any better disposed toward such a rival if he offered sanctimoniously to help me out with whatever was getting me down.

Much the same right now. We, the West, are much more prosperous than the Middle East because of our ethos (property, secular rule of law, tolerance, blah blah blah), and they see it and are envious. But like Homer, they make no effort to reflect on themselves, choosing instead to seethe at the success of another and suspect that such success comes at a cost to them. Yet there we are, giving them aid in the Carl Sagan ranges, always willing to offer them a free beer from the keg even if it sometimes is mostly foam. Like Homer, given the chance, they would invite us into their homes on the odd chance they could get away with killing us.

Give this article a read-- it's the kind of thing that makes you blink audibly a few times and nod involuntarily.

It's like some kind of alternate 1984 line: "If there is any hope at all, it is in the blogs..."

14:47 - Cannabis and LSD and hashish are okay-- just stay away from caffeine!
http://www.cannabis.net/weblife.html

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...That is, if you're a spider.

This page is fascinating, though I have no idea what it proves. Presumably that mescaline and LSD don't affect spiders, while caffeine does. So it's not exactly applicable to humans.

Now, what I want to see is a page exactly like this one, only showing web pages spun by geeks on LSD and hashish and caffeine, compared with one by a sober webmaster. Now that would be "making science fun".

14:43 - Gateway validates retail strategies and parking
http://www.appleturns.com/scene/?id=3632

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Hey look-- the Gateway Stores are retooling!

Scuttlebutt is that the "barn" motif and the fact that the stores don't stock any actual inventory is turning out to be less of an inspired brainstorm than someone had apparently originally thought it would be. So now that they've seen Apple's stores take off and their own stores spiral towards doom... well, it's not exactly going out on a limb to try to be more like Apple, huh?

You know how people say "Nobody ever got fired for buying Microsoft"? Well, somewhere up in the strategy layers of companies like Gateway, the slogan is "Nobody ever got fired for imitating Apple."

14:28 - The ubiquitous what drive?
http://allafrica.com/stories/200203140787.html

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Here's a good Mac story from South Africa-- notable to me primarily because now, thanks to this article, I know what they call 3.5" floppy disks in South Africa.

Y'know, the Commonwealth just seems to have such a way with names...

14:15 - Corporation Reaches Goal, Shuts Down
http://www.theonion.com/onion3810/corporation_reaches_goal.html

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A nice little surreal romp, thanks (of course) to The Onion. One of those things that makes your brain just sort of lose its footing, like it stepped in a pothole.

"We did it," founder and CEO Michael Dell said. "Back when I started this company, I vowed that I would not rest until we revolutionized the way computers are sold. Well, at long last, that day is here. Bye."

Which, of course, if you let it, raises questions about "What if corporations actually worked like this? What if our entire business landscape was based on the assumption that corporations would work towards a goal, laid out in their mission statements, upon the completion of which the corporation would be disbanded? What if such a thing were viable?"

It probably isn't. After all, corporations' missions do involve ongoing services. But for the ones who have to keep reinventing themselves...

13:57 - PowerBook 2400: Why Apple is Big in Japan
http://www.wired.com/news/mac/0,2125,51283,00.html

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Speaking of Japan, here's a fascinating Wired story about the PowerBook 2400-- Apple's 1997 laptop designed specifically to capture the hearts of the Japanese commuting business public. And that's exactly what it did... far beyond anybody's expectations. The little machine is now the VW Beetle of laptops, constantly souped-up and customized by fanatics paying as much as $25,000 for a used unit. The machine has user groups and fan sites-- take a look at the Japanese site that the Wired article links to that compares the beauty of the 2400's underside to that of dozens of other laptops, by way of proving the aesthetic superiority of the beloved 2400.

See, even before Jobs returned, Apple was pulling surprises like this out of its butt. I wonder what the next such sleeper hit will be...

13:37 - Time-sensitive Documents Enclosed
http://www.denbeste.nu/cd_log_entries/2002/03/Liesdamnedliesandpolls.shtml

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Steven den Beste weighs in with yet another of his observations on how we, with an ocean between us and the issues (9/11 notwithstanding), continue to treat "peace" in the Middle East as some kind of finish line, a goal that everybody wants just as badly but which is separated from us only by bureaucrats being lazy or playing too much golf or something. We still think it's somehow possible for any of us to stride confidently into Jerusalem, look around at the warring throngs in the street, and yell "HEY! Stop fightin'!" And they'll all stop, look startled, look down with surprise at their clothes and who they're grappling with, and like in Babylon 5: Thirdspace dust themselves off and mutter apologies to each other before going home to their nice houses on opposite sides of the Jordan and watch Survivor.

Well, it's not like that. And from what we've been seeing in the press and the blogosphere lately, the reason is simply that what we have is a clash of two peoples with completely different ideas of what's important.

For the Israelis, it could very well be as easy as described above. If they were dealing with an adversary who acted the way they did, a few high-level summits would be all it took for acceptable boundary lines to be drawn and everybody to be happy.

But the Palestinians don't see things that way. And what strikes me is that the reason is that they don't consider the Intifada to be in any way a time-sensitive conflict. To them, it doesn't matter how long it has to take-- the possibilities are victory or death.

Put yourself in an Israeli's shoes. (This isn't as difficult these days as it used to be.) A building explodes, or a bus full of schoolchildren gets blown up, or a suicide bomber kills a dozen people in a mall. What's your reaction? You want to have justice done and peace restored as quickly as possible. You want to get back to business. You want to have the threat removed so you can go back to your life. Hey, isn't that how we all reacted to 9/11? Sure, we knew that there would be a protracted war against terrorism-- but that it would be fought by our military, overseas, while Tom Ridge watched our backs so we could continue playing Ultima Online. We knew there was the threat of another attack any day, but we accepted the risk more and more the longer we went without such an attack. We have an accustomed lifestyle, and if it's interrupted, the kind of resolution we want is one that's all about expedience. Our lives are time-sensitive. We'll do what it takes to get things resolved now so we don't have to change how we live as a sacrifice toward a longer battle.

(My own experiences with having my server be offline for long periods of time-- while some ISP or co-location company held it hostage while its time-sensitive services languished, their usefulness decreasing with every passing offline day-- have colored my familiarity with this mindset. And the current situation isn't helping.)

But then look at the Palestinians. Compared to the Israeli way of life, theirs can hardly be worse. They have no reason to want a quick resolution. It's not in their interest. They've demonstrated that they're willing to live miserable lives, and even kill themselves, if it contributes to what is now a 50-year-plus Holy War. A quick resolution, one that involves compromise (such as the ones proposed by Barak and others in recent years), would not give them any benefit-- because it would involve taking away the only thing that keeps them fighting, which is vindication of their birthright to the land and their cultural superiority. Any offer which requires that they give up even one of the demands for which they're giving their lives seems to them like an insult heaped upon the graves of those who have died. They've been committed to holding this line, fighting this exact cause, for decades now... and for them to keep doing it for decades more is no skin off their noses. Why should they want peace? Why should they compromise? The threat of more conflict is no threat at all, because they're used to it. It's their way of life. There's no incentive to bring about peace, because none of them have ever known peace. It's not something they have to get back to as soon as possible-- it's an unreachable dream. They're perfectly satisfied to keep going as they are.

The Palestinians-- and many of the established Muslim nations who have similar attitudes toward Israel-- do have it in their power to become cooperative players in the world theater, to accept compromises for the mutual benefit of everyone. But the problem is that they are so convinced that their cause is Right, that they are entitled to privilege, and that the rest of the world can take their secular humanity and their religious tolerance and their gender equality and their economic fulfillment and stick it in their ear. They're the Chosen People, dammit, and accepting a peace proposal with any compromise in it is tantamount to admitting that they were wrong all this time. Unacceptable.

Scroll down a little further in USS Clueless, and you'll see a fascinating account of how Japan's cultural chauvinism was defeated to the mutual benefit of both Japan and the rest of the world. (I've been meaning to write for a long time about how since 9/11 Japan has held a weird comforting sort of fascination for me-- a people so materialistic and entrepreneurial as to be the direct opposite of the ascetic fundamentalism of al Qaeda, and therefore the ultimate in sympathetic benign cultural safety.) Steven says that this is ultimately the only way that Islam will be made a functioning part of the modern world, and more and more I suspect he's right.

The next ten or twenty years are going to involve some severe redrawing of boundary lines. Time to buy stock in a cartography firm.

10:01 - Gritting your Teeth So Hard they Crack
http://www.lileks.com/bleats/032502.html

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Lileks yesterday had a run-in with a Mac-basher at a party-- one of those types of PC Thugs who Will Not Be Derailed. They've got a maglev TGV of opinion, barreling down on any hapless soul who is obviously willingly making himself the subject of his ridicule by daring to delve a little deeper for the truth of a subject than what one has heard from one's friends on Everquest.

But the barkin' Brit had his script, and went to the next page with relish. “The Mac's intuitive, they say. Oh, yes! Dragging a floppy to the trash can to eject it, that's intuitive!”

“We don't have floppies anymore,” I said, smiling.

Another fellow chimed in, and insisted that the only people who used Macs were people who collected porn, since the Mac was so good at graphics.

“And they can't be networked!” the Brit said with inordinate delight.

“Actually, I have a wireless home network that works just fine, and at the office all the graphics Macs are networked quite nicely. Now, for burning DVDs at home -”

“WHO DOES THAT?” he brayed.

Obviously not PC users, Nigel, because they can't!

Even working where I do, literally across the street from Infinite Loop, where half the cars going through the intersection abutting our parking lot have white Apple decals in their windows, I still have to deal occasionally with people just like this. And like Lileks encountered, many of these people are my friends-- especially the ones I know only online-- so I can't just tear into them. I'm forced to write petulant blog articles directed at nobody in particular instead.

These are simply people who never allowed themselves to try something different. They'd already spent their money, they'd learned what they had to about their chosen platform, and thereby they'd convinced themselves through the act of gaining knowledge that Their Way Must Be Right. If they'd ever had a single experience with a Mac, their brains filtered and simmered it down into only the bad experiences, so they could develop a script like the one this guy had with which they could skewer any hapless misguided dweeb who happened to timidly raise his hand and mention how Macs are not just little beige all-in-one boxes with 9-inch black-and-white screens and no hard drives.

Really, they're not.

And it was Muslim terrorists who attacked on 9/11, not the Jews-- whatever the interviewees in Syria and Saudi Arabia still so vehemently insist. No, we can't be wrong, they say with a smile. Anyone who thinks a Muslim could have crashed that EgyptAir flight off Nantucket on purpose is an idiot and an anti-Islamic fanatic. Don't bother me with your petty "facts". I'm right, and you're just infidel scum. Nyah.

But what I especially loved about this exchange was the "Who wants to do that?" dismissals of the acknowledged strengths that James pointed out in the Mac's defense. Video editing? "Who does that?" DVD burning? "Who does that?" See, if it's a fact that can't be argued that the Mac is designed to do such things, and if it's accepted even in the background hum of a bar that the Mac does those things better, well then, those things must be irrelevant. Even the Mac's graphics capabilities are somehow turned into a liability with the remark about porn.

Remember when these same people would look at Macs and say things like "Icons and folders for your files? Who would want that?" and "24-bit color displays? Who would ever need that?" and "Plug-and-play devices? Dual-monitor setups where you just plug it in and drag the virtual screen to wherever you want it? TCP/IP settings that don't make you reboot when you change them? Customizable icons? Who would want that?"

I hear it every day at work. "Adjustable LCD monitor on a movable neck? Why would you ever want that?"

Yeah, well, they won't be saying that in two years, when everything has that. Then their sour grapes will have fermented nicely into sour wine. But they'll have something else to scoff at. Some things never change. And I suppose I should find that bizarrely comforting.

Because whenever someone scoffs, I just superimpose onto them a guy in a bowler hat sneering "Get a horse!"
Monday, March 25, 2002
00:40 - Can't sleep... blog will eat me...

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I've got so much to catch up on-- so many URLs to blog about since two Wednesdays ago. So many topics to spout off about-- the Oscars, this past weekend's ski trip, iMovie and FreePlay, the SSSCA (or whatever it's called now), my Packer Award, the new iPod stuff, TV shows and movies...

...But I'm still catching up on sleep from the weekend's going all-out on the slopes. I don't regret it for a moment, but the price I have to pay for it is not being able to talk coherently about it for a few days at least.

Ah well-- at least I've got scads of footage with which to make a movie of the whole thing.

Good night, everybody.

21:16 - Apple Innovates Again!
http://money.cnn.com/2002/03/25/technology/pc_prices/index.htm

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Yeah, first I'd better get this out of the way: the $100 across-the-board price hike in iMacs that Apple announced last week in Tokyo.

Well, at the time, people were scoffing and clucking and dropping their ratings on Apple stock. "Oh no!" they cried. "Apple is having to raise prices on their already overpriced computers! And the rest of the computer world isn't raising their prices, so... you know all that positive stuff we've been saying about Apple for the past year? How they're on the rise, how they're bringing fresh new ideas and robustness to a flaccid tech economy? Well, forget it! Because they're now doomed! Dooooooomed!"

Well, Steve gets the last laugh, because (as he did say in the keynote) the price hikes are due to pressures that the whole computer industry will soon be feeling: RAM prices are rocketing up, and so are LCD prices. You can't get DIMMs in your breakfast cereal anymore. Even if you buy a Dell.

In the coming months, there are likely to be fewer bargains to be had as PC vendors shift the costs to consumers, offering systems with less memory and bumping up the prices for packages that include a flat-panel display.

Why, yeeeees. Didn't Steve, in fact, say almost exactly that? While he anticipated the other PC makers would respond to the price pressures by de-contenting their product line, offering less features for the money-- Apple would hold its product line outfitted as it was and simply raise prices by a Benjamin.

Of course, most people will only look at the price tag. Never mind that the machine they're looking at doesn't have an LCD (or a bundled monitor at all!), or FireWire or a combo drive or even any more than 128MB of RAM. It costs less! That's all that matters!

Well, we'll see what happens, anyway. But it does make me feel vaguely reassured whenever something happens exactly as Steve predicts. It's bad news, yes, but I'm certainly more willing to weather it now that I know they've got a plan.

The PC makers always come to adopt Apple's innovations, after all!

21:05 - Posting from Limbo

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Okay... looks good so far.

The www.grotto11.com site is being run from my backup server. I don't know how long it'll have to continue here, but I hope it doesn't somehow suck in visitors to a degree that will overwhelm the meager bandwidth allotment that this server has.

The reason for this situation is that the main grotto11.com server (on which I run all of my personal projects and websites) is currently in a state of confused waiting and shuffling of feet. Ostensibly we're supposed to be moving to a new ISP, but because the machine is offline until such time as not-purely-money-based obstacles over which I have no direct control can be overcome, this will at least be online so I can keep spewing my thoughts out somewhere.

Yeah, I guess that means I have a real blogging problem. But hey! Now people can keep up with what's going on in my life again.

The main server might be back tomorrow, it might be back six weeks from now. I have no way of knowing. I hope it's not the latter, but it's happened before.

But... at least this time there's a backup server. And that's such a load off my mind.

Right... now to start posting all those URLs and ideas I've been ferreting away for the past two weeks.

20:58 - Testing...

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Just seeing if we're on..
Wednesday, March 13, 2002
18:16 - Bring On the God Rays

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You know, there's an awful lot of really cool stuff that happens during the day. Stuff that I never get to see because I'm at work. I get up, shower, drive in to work in the bland self-absorbed 10:00 hour, when the day is so busy revving itself up that it doesn't have any time to attention to spare toward making the weather or the light or the colors interesting. Then, by the time I'm ready to go home, it's either after dark (in the winter)-- a featureless mass of headlights and vague shapes; or it's winding down into a summer evening, the stillness setting in. Summer evenings are awesome in their own right, but that's only a quarter of the "day" periods that I ever get to experience during the week.

I seldom see something like today, for instance. On the way back from picking up my car from the dealer's, where Kris kindly dropped me off, the clouds were bunching into those fire-edged, cottony formations-- the ones that look simultaneously menacing and exuberant. We don't get thunderheads around here, not like in the Midwest; instead, when we do get interesting clouds, what we get are these miniature versions of them: unruly mobs of clouds, clustering together, breaking off to join new unions, waving their white-hot edges and shouting anti-Sun slogans. My route back to work took me west, and the sun was right in front of me as I proceeded-- but it was masked by these crowds of clouds and kept out of my eyes. Instead of having to squint, I drove home through a valley where the air had suddenly seemed to turn to gold. The glints off the cars around me seemed to wash together; the freeway was bright, polished, carefully crafted. No smog stood in the way. And in the distance, the mountains-- normally friendly masses hemming my line of sight, today they were ponderous hulks, about twice as tall as usual; the clouds were perching on the crest of the Santa Cruz Hills, their tops stretching into the blue, and their bottoms melting into a vapory haze which obscured the real line of the hilltops. Good photographers know that the judicious use of cropping can make a mountain look twice as tall or a valley twice as deep; in this case, the clouds did the cropping for me, and I felt like I was in Switzerland or Mordor or something.

And, naturally, where the sun was obscured by a riotous cloud, the cloud couldn't hold back the beams of light that shot down through any convenient gaps through that misty vapor. They're what Hiker calls God Rays, those things that shoot out of clouds (along with angelic choirs) to wreathe Moses or Simba with Hero-of-the-Movie-ness. In this case, they weren't shining on anything in particular, but they certainly did put me in mind of those light towers in Manhattan.

Crop out the tops of the WTC towers, a photographer might say, and you can make a photo of them look like they extend on up forever. And they would, if only they weren't earthly physical structures. Well, now they're not, and they do.


Marcus Aanerud, way back when (on February 7th, to be exact), noted that the paranormal activity sightings around Ground Zero are going to be the stuff of many a network-TV special in years and decades to come. Hiker's observations would seem to bear that out. After all, these lights that we've just created are the ghosts of the buildings. It's like a cropped photo or a blurry matte painting-- all vertical lines, no sense of finality. There's nothing substantial to them, but they make visible what we all know is there.

Eventually they'll be turned off, and something else will be built on the site. I still have a silly guilty sort of desire to see the towers rebuilt exactly as they were-- they were ugly and gauche, yes, but they were so perfect for what they tried to represent. All vertical lines, no features to break them up. They were as close to "infinitely tall" as anything can be that isn't made of light-- your eyes would follow them upward until you simply choose to stop looking, and it looked no different at whatever floor you stopped on from wherever you started. It just kept going and going. At some point you chose to crop the photo your mind took, and what registered in the deep, dark recesses of the mind was an image not unlike the Tribute in Light: all vertical lines, going up forever.

We have a corporate marketing graphic that shows a city skyline with one impossibly tall building in the middle-- it's (I believe) one of the WTC towers, Photoshopped to extend about six times as high as any of the other buildings in the picture. The top is ringed with our circular logo. It's a silly sort of picture, meaninful only in marketing-ese, only when part of a PowerPoint slideshow full of bleary bullet points. But it's an eerily haunting image now, because it evokes that same weird feeling: It's an ugly, featureless building, yes. But it achieves the reach of Babel. A world of cultural exchange, spiraling upward until the ground is lost to view, and continuing on until the clouds catch on it and erase its upper limit. Whether it's a cloud or a corporate logo, it puts the upper reaches of the edifice into the realm of the impossible-- and yet it was there. It was a monument to so much that the modern world meant. It was the embodiment of success. I can only hope that whatever goes in there in its stead can capture so much meaning and symbolism.

It even stretched higher than airplanes flew.

14:10 - QuickTime Screaming Server
http://www.apple.com/quicktime/products/qtss

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I've been fiddling with the Quicktime Streaming Server today; aside from a few nasty surprises (like the fact that MP3 streams don't downsample-- they have to be encoded separately at a low bitrate in order to stream properly over an earthly Internet link), it's pretty darn cool. The playlist editor, for example, has got to be the studliest piece of JavaScript programming I've ever seen. It's all done in a Web browser interface (so it can run on all kinds of different platforms), and yet they don't let the limitations of client-side Web programming prevent them from doing the kind of UI design they're known for doing:


You get two columns; on the left is your available media folder (with subfolders), and on the right is the playlist you're editing. How do you choose files from the left listing to insert into the right? Well, you click on the file(s) and drag.

No, no-- how do you do it in the web interface?

I told you. You click and drag.


Let me tell you, as someone who knows how horrific JavaScript programming can be, this is ballsy stuff. And it works in just about every browser, too. I don't think I've ever seen anything like this-- it's certainly the first time I've ever seen a desktop UI metaphor as simple to use and difficult to program implemented in a Web interface. It could well be a first. Go Apple.

Meanwhile, Network Computing Magazine compares QT Streaming Server 4 to the RealNetworks and Windows Media servers; while Apple's is free (and serves MPEG-4 natively), Real's is expensive as hell if you go beyond the free 25 users-- the price points quickly ramp to $2000, $4000, and beyond. But at least it serves good-quality media, according to the review. Windows Media Services, much to my glee, fares much more poorly than both the others:

Microsoft Media Services' images scored dead last in four of our five quality tests. Unless you're an all-Microsoft shop, you can do better. Then again, it is free if you're already using Windows 2000 Server. And if you're using anything else, you can't have it anyway, since Windows Media Services isn't available as a standalone product.

Ahhh. That's (downsampled) music to my ears.

13:35 - A Little Family History
http://www.denbeste.nu/cd_log_entries/2002/03/fog0000000468.shtml

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Steven den Beste celebrates the one-year anniversary of USS Clueless with a cool little summary of how the solar system works, how Earth and the Moon work, and how bizarre it is for life to have arisen here-- whatever you personally feel that means in terms of all those Big Questions™.

It also explains why the apocalyptic situation described in The Time Machine, as I just discussed, isn't feasible.

12:09 - I've seen the future, brother-- it is murder...

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I saw The Time Machine last night.

When I came home, I was full of cynical things to say about it: Stupid, stupid movie. Very beautiful, but very stupid. So badly acted... so unimaginative... so devoid of social commentary in favor of sensationalism and effects, so "Rollerball remake". Hiker smirkingly asked me whether I wished I could go back in time to prevent myself from watching it; I said yes, but the fact that I'd be able to would preclude myself from ever acquiring the ability to travel in time, and--

But then the conversation turned elsewhere, I went to sleep, I woke up, I called AppleCare to ask about an obscure OS quirk that I'd noticed, I took my car to the dealer to get the brakes sprayed with a fresh coat of shellac-- and in the shuttle on the way to work, listening to Danny Elfman music on my iPod, I started thinking about the movie again.

And you know what? I actually really, really liked it.

And I'm not sure why. I mean, c'mon: it's an apocalyptic vision of the future, specifically the future of New York-- a future where scientific progress backfires on us, civilization collapses, and humanity goes not only into feral mode but into a state where some memory of our present technological advancement remains: enough so that the Morlocks have designed their state of being in a manner that's informed by knowing what came before.

It's a thoroughly depressing view of the future. And you know, I think that's exactly what I like about it.

See, I've been steeped in optimistic, idealized visions of the future: in Trek, humanity solves all its problems and turns happy and jolly and harmonious and builds ships to spread our message of peace-love-recycle all throughout the galaxy. Sci-fi and video games repeat this same theme, or a variation on it, right and left. Humanity is always advanced, noble, and embattled by hostile, bloodthirsty alien races. We may face challenges and threats, but the core of our human culture is always intact.

But strangely enough, it's movies where humanity gets razed to the ground and has to start anew where I'm feeling a certain amount of stirring of the heart lately. Titan A.E. is about humanity reduced to a scavenging few, struggling in the alleyways of spaceports for their very survival. A.I. shows a New York that gets submerged under flooding seas and then glaciers. Final Fantasy X quite unwittingly uncovers the root of where this all comes from, I think: it shows Manhattan under its protective dome, its buildings shattered, and the World Trade Center towers-- standing but gutted.

It's a world that can't exist now. No more WTC means no more Final Fantasy X. It's been erased from the bifurcation tree of our potential futures, and it's been firmly moved to the realm of fantasy.

The future of Final Fantasy X can't exist now. Not the way it was portrayed. All because that one detail is no longer valid. And just that one provable detail somehow makes thinking about the future just that much less depressing.

See, you can look at Star Trek and think, "Yeah, it's utopia." But what does that say about how the future will actually turn out? It's going to have to be worse than Trek. No transporters, no replicators, no dilithium. Whatever we do end up with cannot be any better than utopia-- it can only be worse. So what the hell's the point of striving?

But movies like A.I. and even shows like "Futurama", in which the New York skyline sits buried and crumbling underground, WTC towers and all-- well, they say the following to me: This potential future sucks, but it's fantasy. There are better things in store for humanity than this.


And so The Time Machine is the same kind of thing for me. Just as I can't believe that we're on the brink of having Earth destroyed by the Drej and humanity banished to the forgotten corners of history, I also can't believe that lunar demolitions operations will destroy the moon, knock it out of orbit, and cause earthly civilization to implode upon itself. I'm just not buying it. I can accept the down-to-earth, leisurely future of Bicentennial Man. I can accept the gritty industrial texture of Pitch Black or Dark City or Total Recall. I can accept the sterile utopia of Star Trek. I can even accept the premise of The Matrix-- hell, I can't disprove it, can I?

But these futures depress me. They all do. Because they all can happen, exactly as depicted. And they all represent the loss of some critical part of our humanity.

But then, the futures I can't accept... now, those I enjoy. Because I don't have to worry about them coming true.

10:26 - AirPort Happiness

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So here I am, sitting in the lobby of the VW dealership, waiting for the shuttle van to drive me to work after dropping my car off for its 35K mile service. I sat down at a table, opened up my laptop, and lo! A wireless network.

It's really kinda exhilarating to see how this sort of thing is proliferating. While some articles in the tech press will moan about how the tech industry will remain stalled until we all have cheap broadband, small companies-- like car dealerships-- are installing AirPort networks right and left. No security, no worries-- just convenience for their customers.

Eek! The shuttle's here. Later...
Tuesday, March 12, 2002
18:21 - Not a bad point-- but still...
http://instapundit.blogspot.com/?/2002_03_10_instapundit_archive.html#75008660

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A reader of InstaPundit has an interesting (and seldom represented) perspective on automated traffic surveillance and tickets issued by cameras and computers.

Namely, he's actually glad it's going this way now-- it's much less embarrassing and invasive not to have to talk to a cop.

Okay, granted... it's a type of confrontation that we (or at least most of us) have to deal with so seldom that we just don't have any kind of comfort level when it does happen. It's far easier to just see that flash in our eyes and go "Aww, dammit!" and then move on, chastened. (After all, it's been documented that a large percentage of auto accidents occur very soon after the driver in question had just been in a heart-pounding near-miss, or had just been pulled over and released. It's very disconcerting. You're about as shaky as a kid at a piano-recital awards ceremony. You're not alert, your mind is spinning, replaying the incident over and over, the road ahead of you is the last thing on your mind. You're a fender-bender waiting to happen.) This new system will probably reduce accidents, free up police man-hours, save money, all that good stuff.

But still... slippery slope, people. Slippery slope. The 1984 scenario always starts out with the best of intentions.

17:42 - C'mon, Canada! Let's have some of that good lovin'!
http://rtnews.globetechnology.com/servlet/RTGAMArticleHTMLTemplate/C/20020312/gtb8?t

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Hey! Why don't we get stuff like this down here?
Microsoft Canada, in partnership with Apple Canada, has launched www.machemistry.ca. The new site for Mac-using professionals is part of The Chemistry Project - a Canadian program that explores and promotes good chemistry between the two companies, and Mac owners. Machemistry.ca visitors are invited to experiment with Microsoft Office v. X, Microsoft's latest suite for the Mac. They can take a fun personality litmus test, listen to an original hip hop anthem for the Mac user called "Just a Little Irreverent", and learn from high profile Canadian celebrities who are Mac masters.

Whine! We want an original hip-hop anthem too!

Granted, it's Microsoft... but the Microsoft Mac Business Unit (MBU) has long been considered one of the cooler parts of the Beast. You know, bringing it down from the inside and all that. Big on the Mac; wanting to promote the Mac; willing to make the Mac versions of their Windows software better than the Windows versions. And this looks like just the kind of thing they'd do. Kudos to them. But dangitall, it takes Canada to come up with something like this...

12:03 - Preach it, brotha!

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Now this is a talk I'd love to hear.


Computing Fallacies [or What is the World Coming To?] - Michi Henning

======================================================================

Fallacy 1 Computing is Easy
- Teach Yourself C++ in 14 Easy Lessons
- CORBA for Dummies
- Complete Idiot's Guide to Win32
- Java for Morons
- Windows 98 Unleashed

[now examining different areas - non books]
- Brain Surgery in 14 Easy Lessons
- Bridge Design for Dummies
- Complete Idiot's Guide to Contract Law
- Air Traffic Control for Morons
- Ballistic Missiles Unleashed

We are special in the IT industry in that we can find these fallacies. This
talk is an hour long bitching session for everything that has annoyed me in
the last 20 years.

Fallacy 2 Computers Allow People to Do things They Could Not Do Otherwise
- All you need is a good work processor to create a great doc
- All you need is a great spreadsheet to make accurate sales predictions
- All you need is ...

Fallacy 3 Computers Increase Productivity
- The sound effects in this presentation will make all the difference
- It only took five hours to format this memo
- The shading on this pie chart is simply superb
- The icons on my desktop are lined up perfectly
[sound of car screeching to a halt for each bullet point]

We still produce exactly the same amount of letters as in 1945. Back then it
was okay to have 3 or so typos per page without re-typing the entire letter.
Nowadays, we rewrite the letter many, many times, changing fonts, format
etc. We are no better off in terms of letters produced.

Fallacy 4 Programs Help Their Users
- What can we do that will force an upgrade?
- What can we do for the next release that might sell?
- How can we kill the competition?

Fallacy 5 If It's Graphical, It's Easy
- Single click, double click?
- Where is the #$%^@!! menu??
- Which part of the UI does *not* do something?
- With a GUI, anyone can be a
- System administrator
- Programmer
- Typesetter
- Accountant
- Statistician
- ...

Double clicking is politically incorrect in terms of RSI. We have to
re-learn to use single click or to type on ergonomic keyboards.

There are so many UI features that we only learn by accident eg. double
clicking the title bar, dettaching the toolbar.

Why is the minimize button beside the close button on the title bar? This is
equivalent to have the eject seat button right beside the light switch in an
aeroplane.

Let me introduce you to a friend of mine. M$ paperclip. Eyes start to follow
Michi as he walks back and forth across the stage. [Histerical laughter].
It's in principle a really good idea, something that monitors your progress,
but when it starts to interrupt your work, by telling you a joke, it is
ethically wrong to release this to millions of people.

Fallacy 6 Computers are Getting Faster
- How long does it take for your PC to boot?
- How long does it take to
- start your word processor?
- load a web page?
- compile a program?
- how long did it take
- five years ago?
- ten years ago?

We have come along and destroyed all the gains we have made in hardware.

Fallacy 7 Programs are Getting Better
- How often do you need to
- animate your fonts?
- embed live information from the web in a document?
- perform a Fourier analysis?
- create a pie chart with alpha blending?
- create a pie chart?

99% of all documents are written to be printed on paper.

His wife was trying to save a 2.2MB for a 2 page Word document on a floppy
disk. Plain text, default font, left aligned. There was one email address,
underlined. After 17 minutes of searching, he found a way to turn off this
email address highlight off. The document was then saved at 800KB.

Fallacy 8 Programmers are Getting Better
- Average education time 2 years?
- How many students coming out of university know what a core dump is?
- Written an Excel macro? You are qualified!
- Average retention time in a job 18 months

Great programmers have a greater amount of short term memory slots. Most of
these people will have written some assembly at some stage in their lives.

Fallacy 9 Programming is About Date Structures and Algorithms
- How many times have you written a linked list?
- How many times have you used STL?
- How many books have you read about HCI?

We spend so much time designing our API's, but who taught us whether we
should return a boolean or an integer as an error? We are not taught to
design.

Fallacy 10 Open Source is the Answer
- Economic model is doubtful
- Source code is useless
- Motivation for Open Source is inappropriate for most software
- Nerd culture is counter-productive

We write software for peer recognition. We write fancy structures because
'it's cool', but not particularly useful.

Fallacy 11 Standards all the Solution
- Usable standards are created only years after the fact
- Standards are foul compromises

Fallacy 12 We are Making Progress
- Progress in data structures and algorithms have been remarkably slow
- Progress in management techniques has been remarkably slow
- Progress in quality assurance has been remarkably slow

We put all the not so good programmers into quality assurance, when really
it is the hardest part.

Fallacy 13 The Industry Knows Where it is Goling
- Today's clever hack is tommorrow's solution to take us into the next
millenium
- There haven't b een any new ideas in a decade
- We have run out of ideas, so we rehash old ones

Oh My God! It's All So...Depressing!

So What Do We Need?
- 'Progress' is detrimental to progress
- Focus on design
- Realistic growth expectations
- Legislation
- Code of ethics
- Growing up!

The best UI people on the planet are those working in the car industry.

We need to make it a criminal law to change certain API's. There are
potentially huge impacts. When we produce a new drug, we can't just release
it to millions of people without some sort of testing.

We have to stop doing things just because they are fun. Nerds are not the
people to run this industry.

Useful Reading
- Donald Norman 'The Design of Everyday Things'
- Alan Cooper 'The Inmates are Running the Asylum'
- Alan Cooper 'About Face'




11:06 - Go Go Sinfest Playas!
http://www.sinfest.net/d/20020312.html

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They mocked The Lion King; they mocked Beauty and the Beast. Tatsuya's ability to render an epic movie down into a four-panel strip has become legendary. And now... Lord of the Rings gets its turn. Yaay!

09:50 - Benchmarking Fallout
http://www.theregister.co.uk/content/35/24378.html

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Damn, The Register is hard to get to these days. I don't know if they're being constantly hammered by linkers-in from their coverage of the now-infamous C't benchmarking brouhaha, but whatever it is, they've certainly got the world keeping an eye on them. As some of the loudest online backers of Linux and Mac OS X and protesters against the Microsoft hegemony, they've got a torch to bear now, whether they like it or not.

They've just posted a page full of responses from users about their Mac benchmarking results article from yesterday. The first one in particular, by researcher Justin G. Cordesman, is particularly worth reading.

As for SSE2 vs. Altivec, SSE2 is a toy by comparison. Its architecture does not offer the range of generalized high precision capability that the altivec instruction set does. It is filled with bandwidth limitations, particularly its tiny number of harder to use registers that make it nearly impossible to keep the pipeline full, and it is capable of basically no parallelism whatsoever with the regular FP unit on the processor (which means it must start and stop each unit to switch back and forth, and the lack of generalization makes this an excruciating performance penalty). The small number of registers in particular makes the P3 a better scientific computing processor than the P4 for real world applications because the P4's pipe is too deep to keep it filled. This can be graphically demonstrated with fully optimized applications that force significant branching on real world data.

The rest of the responses on the page are less in-depth but also useful-- except the last one, which so beautifully exemplifies the pouty attitude of so many zealots in any community-- "You don't agree with me? You won't do everything I say? Fine! I'll take my ball and go home!" Promptly upon which the ball spontaneously deflates.
Monday, March 11, 2002
22:08 - Oh, how can I be so skeptical?
http://www.cbn.com/living/amazingstories/groundzero/wtc-praimnath.asp

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First read this article, a True Tale of Survival recounted at The 700 Club by someone whose faith in God was what saved him from certain death, not just from the WTC towers' debris crushing him as he rushed from the building, but from the plane itself crashing through the window where he worked.

One spin on the article is by Sgt. Stryker, who takes exception (and quite rightly, I think) to the guy's selfishness in worldview that lets him think that all those good and miraculous things that happened on September 11th were because of the Power of Prayer, specifically his prayer, saving him from death while all those other people in the towers (all of whom, apparently, weren't praying enough) died.

That in itself's a pretty good read. But when I read the original interview on CBN.com, the only thing that went through my mind, and perhaps it's just me being callous and faithless and cynical, was "How likely can it possibly be that this is true?" And the second was "If it isn't, who's going to try to prove that?"
Gorman: He made it through the crash, but the wing of the plane was blocking his only means of escape.

Stanley: This plane was at an angle and the wing hung in my office door 20 feet away.

I cried, I prayed, and the entire ceiling came down. The furniture was mangled. The tables, the computers, the walls, the ceiling -- everything came down.

And I prayed, saying, "Lord, send somebody, anybody." And out of this smoke I saw the light. It was a flashlight somebody had.

I said, "Lord, just this one time more. If you give me the strength, I'll be able to do it."

I stood up, and I felt so powerful that I could have done anything. When Samson got up and shook off his enemies, that's how I felt. And I said, "This wall is no match for me."

I started clawing my way, climbing, climbing, punching, hitting until the man on the other side saw my hand and my head. And he said, "I can see your hand." I said, "As soon as you can see my head and hand, you just grab and yank me through."

Brian Clark, afterwards I got to know his name, he grabbed my hand and my head and he pulled with all his strength, and I squirmed my way through to this opening.

Gorman: Stanley and Brian miraculously made it down to the lobby, but the entire concourse was engulfed in flames.

Now... I'm not claiming to know the truth of the details of what happened on the 81st floor of Tower 2. I wasn't there. But I have seen the video of the crashes a number of times, and I do seem to remember something about a huge fireball that immediately erupted out the sides of the buildings where each plane hit. The violence with which the plane hit the building, pulverizing all parts of it almost instantly, and the force with which its fuel tanks exploded, would have resulted in the three or four floors above and below the plane being reduced to a gas plasma within seconds, if I have a reasonable grasp of the physics involved. The wing was hanging in the office door and blocking his way out? Er... unless he was miraculously protected from the heat and flame pouring from a torched 767 fuselage so that all he saw between him and the wing was mangled furniture and ceiling tiles and computers falling down, and not a white-hot wall of liquefied metal and building material and jet fuel, I must admit to being a tad skeptical. Damn me and my callousness and squalid pragmatism, but something about it just doesn't stroke my nerve endings with the soothing exhortations of Inspiring Obvious Truth.

It may very well be true, and in that case I'm completely without adequate words to describe how impressed I am. But now that the emotions of the moment have had six months to amortize out, I don't think it represents harshest sterile humanism for me to react with a perked eyebrow rather than a gaping mouth.

Especially if we're only just now hearing about it, and on The 700 Club rather than on any major news organs' human-interest stories.

20:45 - Towers of Light
http://www.cnn.com/2002/US/03/11/nation.remembers/index.html

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Ah yes.... I was sort of looking forward to this, ever since they proposed it. It sounded like one of those really tasteful kinds of memorials.

Evidently the beams can be seen from 25 miles away. I wonder how that compares to the searchlight on the Luxor in Las Vegas? I know I can see the shaft of light from at least ten miles out of the city when driving up I-15 at night.

(Odd thought: No, "Luxor" is not some weird hacker-speak for "luck"... though if they were trying to design a casino for hackers, it would be the perfect name.)

19:10 - Some worthwhile reading on 9/11+6m...
http://muslimpundit.blogspot.com/?/2002_03_01_muslimpundit_archive.html#75006380

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Adil of MuslimPundit takes the opportunity to summarize the thoughts of numerous sane Muslim commentators from over the past several months; the column is a fairly chewy one to get through, but if you're anything like me, you'll want to stick with it to wring out every last little morsel. Good stuff. Very insightful.

17:36 - System 1.0 thru 9.x: A History
http://lowendmac.com/musings/02/0311.html

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Anyone who's curious about the developmental history of the Mac OS, I encourage to read this article at Low End Mac. It's a quick skim through the features introduced from 1984 through today, and it's very enlightening and fun, especially from today's "been there, done that" perspective.

I'm addressing this specifically at Windows users who may know the complete history of when Windows got this or that feature, but may have little or no analogous historical interest in the Mac side. This isn't a we-did-X-first pissing contest: just a retrospective. And you may find it interesting. Hey, I'd like to see a similar look at Windows history. Just because I like this sort of stuff.

16:25 - Ahh, that's better.
http://www.appleturns.com/scene/?id=3619

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Yeah, call it "damage control" if you want. But while As the Apple Turns primarily bills itself as a lighthearted comedy news-type site about as seriously to be taken as "Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me", the fact is that they've built up a pretty respectable history over the years of accuracy and reliability. Their rumormongering is limited but almost always correct (they were about the only ones to correctly predict the announcements at MWNY last year). Their links and commentary are always on-target. And their readership always seems to have useful information with which AtAT can fire back against dubious benchmarking results that seem to fly in the face not only of years' worth of core marketing specs, but of independent analysis and objective results in the commercial field:

First and foremost, c't itself admitted that the G4 should have mopped the floor with "the x86 FPU with its antiquated stack structure and eight registers only"-- so why, when the G4 was shown to be half as fast as the Pentium III, did the magazine just say "gee, we guess the G4's no supercomputer" and then saunter away, hands in pockets, whistling a jolly tune? Doesn't anyone think it's strange that they failed to mention that the SPEC2000 test, as compiled, utterly ignores the G4's Velocity Engine registers, which are what gives that chip its supercomputer-class, greater-than-gigaflop floating point performance? What c't did is tantamount to forcing you to write with your toes and then telling you that your handwriting sucks.

What's more, while the industry just loves SPEC benchmarks, faithful viewer Mark Davis reminds us that they've always been biased towards Intel processors, in part because the SPEC code just floods the chip with a constant stream of perfect instructions and let it work at peak efficiency, which is nothing like how real software is processed. As you may recall from Jon Rubinstein's "Megahertz Myth" spiel, Intel's recent chips take a speed hit from the recurring need to clear and refill those extra-long pipelines due to incorrect predictive branching-- it's that whole "pipeline tax" thing. With the SPEC test, there are no data dependency bubbles, and therefore no pipeline tax, so Intel's chips perform better than they would in actual battle conditions.

Ah yes, I knew there was something fishy. Of course, you have to dig down a level into the facts to get this interpretation, and there are still more mitigating factors (like the one about C't's compilers not being SIMD-enhanced either), but the thing about the SPEC benchmark being tuned for a completely non-real-world-like environment is really the big corker. Just another result of the PPC architecture being the underdog in rudimentary tests (like judging it purely by clock speed, or running tests that never introduce a branch misprediction bubble into the Pentium's long pipeline). I deal with this kind of thing at work all the time; network benchmarking companies use tools like SmartBits and Chariot to test the limits of networking equipment; unfortunately, the traffic they send is either so uniform and well-behaved as to hide all the benefits of our product's real-world adaptivity, or so bogus in its construction that our software can't deal with it with anything like the same efficiency as we handle realistic TCP/IP traffic in a real-world network environment. So the benchmarks favor the more simplistic technology, while it takes a good deal more delving and research to find out how those second-order conditions affect the results-- and a lot more explanation and spin to get people to accept it.

After all, those RC5 benchmarks that I linked to last week were not by any internationally respected testing authority, but they did certainly describe a heartwarming speed advantage in the G4's corner on tasks like RC5 keypair checking (a task which, I daresay, involves a lot of branch misprediction bubbles-- which is why the P4 fared even more poorly than the P3 in that test).

And besides, there have been documented a number of design oddities in the Intel architecture that are there solely to make the chip perform better in the SPEC benchmarks-- they provide no benefit in the real world, but they do kick up those numbers.

This is why I'm so looking forward to the G5-vs-Itanium days. Motorola's chips will be running in the 2GHz range while Intel's struggle to break 1GHz-- and that without 32-bit backwards compatibility in the latter case. At least there will be that one presumption working in our favor, one less thing that has to be refuted and debunked.

It just really sucks when everything looks bad until you peer deeper to find the real story, as opposed to the real-world truth being worse than the idealized lab tests. Though from a scientific and technophilic standpoint, the former certainly feels more elegant and satisfying.

11:44 - Oh, and one more cool spam title...

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This one I just couldn't help giggling at, and for reasons that the spammer would never have been able to predict. It's an insurance thing, and it leads off with:
Subject: Are you and your family protected?

Yes, we are protected. We have gone down the stairs.

10:11 - Speaking of semantics...
http://news.bbc.co.uk/hi/english/sci/tech/newsid_1840000/1840865.stm

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From the BBC Online article "The Future of Computing is Flat":

Several companies such as IBM and Compaq have been offering integrated flat panel computers with offerings like the NetVista and iPaq.

Apple Computer, with the introduction of their latest iMac, has gone one step further, and committed itself to producing a line-up of flat panel computers.

Guardians of the Mother Tongue, my eye. If I ever write anything like this, even if I am up at 5:00 AM and barely conscious, I will have to have my blogging license revoked. Forcibly.

10:07 - Security Updates Redux
http://www.symantec.com/avcenter/venc/data/w32.gibe@mm.html

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Matt Robinson gives me an update on the "Microsoft Security Update" trojan-spam I talked about yesterday:

Ahh, a semantic attack! Cute. Microsoft "hotfixes" -do- follow the filename convention used above. Q216309 is the ID of a support centre article. Microsoft do issue security bulletins to interested parties by email (though they use PGP signatures... as if anyone'd check those!) It's a very convincing semantic attack, in fact. It's probably a trojan horse attack rather than a virus. Funny thing is, I can see a lot of Microsoft employees falling for this one ;)

That's a good point to bring up, actually: PGP signatures. The spammer/attacker should have included one. Who cares if it's not legit? Who would go to the trouble of decoding the signature and matching it against the source? Just having a PGP signature would be proof enough for most people of the update's authenticity. Why would they include one if it was faked, goes the logic? After all, they know they'd be caught if anybody thought to check it!

Yuh-huh. If.

I don't check the MD5 sums on software packages under UNIX as often as I should, or their PGP signatures. Just the fact that they're there is good enough for me. The ports system in FreeBSD automates the checking of the MD5 sums, but I've been conditioned for so long by a lack of problems with the ports I've installed that when I do see an MD5 checksum failure, I write it off as a bad MD5 checksum or a bug in the checking process. Which it usually is, but you can just imagine the risks involved.

That's what smart attackers will do: they'll dress up their trojans with the most official-sounding and official-looking stuff imaginable, and nobody will question it. It's like dressing up an assassin in a military uniform from a costume shop: it's all fake, but nobody will realize it unless they look really close-- and who's willing to look really close? It might be for real!

09:57 - Um... Steve?
http://www.theregister.co.uk/content/3/24358.html

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Well, I guess the game is up:

The German tech bible has put the latest dual G4s through the SPEC CPU2000 processor benchmark, and the results make dismal reading for hardcore Apple loyalists. C't found that the RISC-based machines running OS X fall severely short of expectations, being bested in the floating point tests by an eighteen month old Pentium III-based machine

You might still be able to buy one of these, on eBay.

Heh. Well, hey, what can I say. It's all been a big ruse, all along. 1x DVD encoding is just an illusion. RT Effects in Final Cut Pro are a sham. 120 fps in Quake 3, that never really happened.

Yeah, yeah. These are undoubtedly real specs and all. And I don't blame The Register for being a bit gleeful about this-- I can imagine many other people who won't be anywhere near as charitable (Unciaa, for one, and den Beste, for another).

But still... you know? Shozbot.
Sunday, March 10, 2002
22:18 - Oh, this one's priceless...

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<sings like the Squirrel Nut Zippers> There's a spam goin' round in town, spreading lies...


This one's really quite fun, and well-constructed in that way that fools people into thinking it's legit. What's so funny is the places where it's so clearly fake, places that are really quite obvious-- where even newbies should be made suspicious.

From: "Microsoft Corporation Security Center" <rdquest12@microsoft.com>
Date: Sun Mar 10, 2002 09:32:10 PM US/Pacific
To: "Microsoft Customer" <'customer@yourdomain.com'>
Subject: Internet Security Update
Reply-To: <rdquest12@microsoft.com>

"customer@yourdomain.com", huh? And what sounds legit about "rdquest12@microsoft.com"? Ah well, I'm not prepared to guess.

Microsoft Customer,

What'd you call me?

this is the latest version of security update, the known security vulnerabilities affecting Internet Explorer and MS Outlook/Express as well as six new vulnerabilities, and is discussed in Microsoft Security Bulletin MS02-005. Install now to protect your computer from these vulnerabilities, the most serious of which could allow an attacker to run code on your computer.


Description of several well-know vulnerabilities:

- "Incorrect MIME Header Can Cause IE to Execute E-mail Attachment" vulnerability. If a malicious user sends an affected HTML e-mail or hosts an affected e-mail on a Web site, and a user opens the e-mail or visits the Web site, Internet Explorer automatically runs the executable on the user's computer.

- A vulnerability that could allow an unauthorized user to learn the location of cached content on your computer. This could enable the unauthorized user to launch compiled HTML Help (.chm) files that contain shortcuts to executables, thereby enabling the unauthorized user to run the executables on your computer.

- A new variant of the "Frame Domain Verification" vulnerability could enable a malicious Web site operator to open two browser windows, one in the Web site's domain and the other on your local file system, and to pass information from your computer to the Web site.

- CLSID extension vulnerability. Attachments which end with a CLSID file extension do not show the actual full extension of the file when saved and viewed with Windows Explorer. This allows dangerous file types to look as though they are simple, harmless files - such as JPG or WAV files - that do not need to be blocked.

Wow. Well-researched, citing security bulletins and documented exploits, and warning against viruses and trojans. This has gotta be legit! They're trying to fight viruses! See-- it says right here!

You know how many people's cars get broken into every year by employees of car dealerships and aftermarket parts shops who the cars' owners paid to install security systems? The tech would just install the alarm or locking stuff, and keep a copy of the key for himself?

Nah, most people don't know, most likely. Which is why this virus will infect lots of people.

System requirements:
Versions of Windows no earlier than Windows 95.

This update applies to:
Versions of Internet Explorer no earlier than 4.01
Versions of MS Outlook no earlier than 8.00
Versions of MS Outlook Express no earlier than 4.01

How to install
Run attached file q216309.exe

Okay, this is what gets me. If you're trying to pass yourself off as Microsoft, even in an e-mail (a completely ludicrous medium for dispensing security updates, for many reasons beyond the implicit assumption that everybody in the world that receives the e-mail is a Microsoft customer), why would you name your attachment "q216309.exe"? Why not, oh, I don't know, "Microsoft Security Update 03-10-02.exe"?

How to use
You don't need to do anything after installing this item.

Yeah, I'll bet.

For more information about these issues, read Microsoft Security Bulletin MS02-005, or visit link below.
http://www.microsoft.com/windows/ie/downloads/critical/default.asp
If you have some questions about this article contact us at rdquest12@microsoft.com

Thank you for using Microsoft products.

Yuh-huh. More citings of published security bulletins (whether real or not-- I don't know; it'd be good enough for me if I were in the sights of this virus for real), and even a link to the real live security-update site for IE. How convenient and helpful.

With friendly greetings,
MS Internet Security Center.

Ah-hah! "With friendly greetings". You know what that says? East Asia. From my experience, this is the kind of salutation you put on a letter there, but you'd never see a native English speaker end a letter like this. Especially not a Microsoft customer service agent.

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Microsoft is registered trademark of Microsoft Corporation.
Windows and Outlook are trademarks of Microsoft Corporation.

For that ultra-convincing flourish.

Now, this is just what you get when picking apart the body of the message itself. The headers, as should surprise nobody, reveal that the message comes through "molly.intercom.net" and "pfuckie (a129.intercom.net [216.240.100.29])". But who looks at headers?

I haven't been able to find the ID for the virus (I'm assuming it's a virus, and I'd be very very surprised if it weren't) at mcafee.com, largely because they seem to have made it difficult beyond imagination to browse recent virus alerts; yeah, real responsible, guys. But I'd wager that this little beauty's going to be fooling all kinds of people as it makes its rounds.

It's not anywhere near as beautifully crafted as the "I send you this file to have your advice" thing (which I still get about 20 copies of per week), or Nimda, but it's quite a piece of work nonetheless.

On the extremely unlikely chance that you read this blog entry before you open your e-mail with this in it, be-thee-ware.

21:40 - God Bless the Red Cross (Quiet, you fool!)
http://www.lileks.com/bleats/031102.html

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Lileks comments on the Red Cross turning away kids who had come to sing "God Bless the USA" and "America the Beautiful":

These things would not have happened in WW2 - again, you can ponder the matter and figure out why, but the fact is that no one would have thought to make this complaint. The nation was at war; the idea that singing a patriotic medley that contained “God” and “Prayer” would be divisive and offensive and cannot be allowed at a RED CROSS MEETING would have struck most people as absolute lunacy. I know there are people who think that the Red Cross decision is a good thing, that we're better off because the kids didn't sing “God Bless the USA,” but all I can do is plead ignorance because the reason escapes me completely.

I can, however, find another charity.

Yeah. If I'd been among the carolers, I'd have said, "Yeah, you know what? I find the term 'Red Cross' to be offensive and divisive. I demand that you change your name, or set up your so-called 'charity' elsewhere."

Not that I'm not already a bit torqued off at the Red Cross anyway. I gave them $400 sometime late in September, and shortly afterwards it came to light that that money had likely gone towards those administrative cost paydowns or office refurnishings or whatever that scandal of misappropriations was about. Like many other Americans during those times, I was going through a belt-tightening period when it came to finances, and I was none too pleased to find out that Disney had lied to me about him who donates his last farthing to help the poor getting rewarded by the poor turning into beautiful genies who baked a whole inventory full of shoes for him to sell the next day. But then they lied to us all about lemmings too, and it wasn't until the 90s when we learned the truth about the little rodents (which was that they marched around in blue smocks building bridges and exploding on command).

Bah, humbug. I am soooo disillusioned.

17:42 - I've come to a crazy house!

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According to Starz! Movie News, Sean Astin-- recently seen as Sam in LotR, previously known as one of the kids in Goonies-- is going to be in a Goonies II movie. Apparently the revelation was something of a startling surprise to him... but hey, he said, he's game.

I don't know what else to say about that. Except that it would have to be more fun than that horrible NES game...

16:25 - Another lazy Sunday...

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This is the first weekend in a while when I've been able to just sit and do nothing. So that's exactly what I'm doing.

Of course, even when there's nothing at all to do on a weekend like this, I still find it really difficult to just lie around and accomplish nothing. So while I've ostensibly never really left my room since Friday night, I've taken in about eight movies on cable, dug through a mountain of paper detritus that had piled up in my room, caught up all my backed-up e-mail, gone through the past four weeks' worth of newsgroups, fixed two or three long-standing and niggling bugs in the server code, and started dabbling in animation. It's that first big step-- drawing the first few sequential frames-- that's the big barrier; beyond that, it all seems much easier. A shallow learning curve that begins at 10,000 feet.

And yet it's now getting towards the end of the afternoon on Sunday, and it's gorgeous outside-- a sure-fire recipe for me to feel like I've just lost a precious weekend, never to be recovered, so much time not taken advantage of. I don't know what I'd hoped to do rather than sit inside and get caught up on stuff, but it feels so tangible that I can't even consider ignoring it.

Since the rest of the household has gone onto the Atkins Diet (all the red meat and grease you want, just no carbohydrates-- and bloody hell, it works), I'm having to adjust my eating habits to match. It feels weird being the odd man out who can eat potatoes or rice or pasta or bread, and so I always end up with far too much food-- the Meat Diet portion plus the carbos. It sounds good, I know, but if you want to come help out I'll be happy to get two or three volunteers.

Ah well. My hands are healing nicely, and so I think we'll all be ready for another ski excursion next weekend. It's just finished snowing up at Sierra-at-Tahoe, the conditions are great right now, and there's word of more snow coming this week-- so the conditions this time should be everything that this past trip wasn't: Powdery, fresh, cold, exhilarating. The way it was a couple of winters ago when I went up solo. That weekend in Carson City was one of those adventures I'll always enjoy remembering. Seeing a movie in a strange town (American Beauty, it was), getting asked for a light by kids outside the theater-- ahh, Nevada. Eating at Round Table at the edge of town, reaffirming just how good Round Table pizza tastes after a day on the slopes. Reading Spellsinger over my pizza, getting so furious with the ineptitude and outlandishness of the writing that I very nearly hurled the book across the room into some kid's birthday party. Putting chains on for $20 at the base of Highway 50's incline up into the Tahoe area. Driving through South Lake Tahoe during a white-out, where even the mountains behind the town were invisible. Getting stopped in traffic (the turn-off-your-engine kind of stop) while they cleared a spinout, and getting in a snowball fight with the cars in front of me and behind me, using the big piles of snow on the tops of our cars as ammo.

Yes, that weekend I didn't feel as though I'd wasted it on something frivolous. Because it resulted in memories; and while this weekend did involve some pretty fair accomplishments, I won't remember a thing about it a month from now.
Saturday, March 9, 2002
15:55 - Now that is a tasty burger...
http://www.pulpphantom.com

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Pulp Phantom: The Fiction Menace.

Sweet Lord, there are 18 episodes of this stuff.

15:22 - Another Mac Conversion
http://www.gamerspress.com/article.php?sid=1709

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This one's getting Slashdotted like there's no tomorrow. It's the story of a recent convert from Linux (and Windows before that) to OS X; it's the UNIX stuff that he really likes, and he's got a few issues with the Mac UI quirks that he's not used to. Here's the e-mail I just wrote him:

Hi--

I'm sure you're getting plenty of mail already, considering how Slashdotted your article on your OS X conversion is at the moment. But there are a couple of things I wanted to mention about it.

First of all, your run through the platforms over the years pretty closely mirrors mine. I had an Apple //c+ way back when; then got a 386 for DOS (I always did like DOSSHELL better than Windows 3.1), then a series of Windows boxes while I used Macs at work and enjoyed the hell out of them. Then I discovered Linux, and what was more to my taste, FreeBSD-- and got to be as conversant with it as I really could be (just wrote FreeBSD Unleashed, in fact). But a couple of years ago, with dot-com stock bucks, I got myself a G4/450, and that's where my Mac conversion happened. I've been working with OS X since the Public Beta, sending in tons of feedback, and I helped stir up the grass-roots storm that got Apple to redesign their app-binding system in 10.1.

Type and Creator codes are one of those things that I always found so elegant about the classic Mac OS. Filenames should *not* be relied upon for app binding. They're mutable meta-data; the user should be completely free to change filenames without them losing their bindings to the apps they can and will open in. I like being able to name a file "My 2000 Taxes" without having to worry about tacking an ugly ".pdf" onto the end or else it'll stop working.

All apps have a four-letter Creator signature, and a list of file types they will accept. If a file has a Type code of "JPEG", you can drag it over Preview, PictureViewer, Photoshop, GraphicConverter-- anything that says it will accept JPEG files-- and it will darken to show that it will open the file. Similarly, you can set the Creator code on different JPEG files so that some will open in Preview, some in Photoshop, and still others in MSIE. This flexibility is crucial for graphic artists and anybody who works with files in several different apps-- and it's much, much more elegant than Windows' global single-app-per-extension model, where if you remove the extension the file becomes orphaned.

But OS X has been trying to incorporate extension-based mapping as well as Type and Creator codes. Extensions have a global mappings table (which as yet we don't have access to, but we should). This is ostensibly so we can use files that we get from the Internet without having to map Type and Creator codes onto them-- but that's what the Internet Control Panel did in the classic OS, and it worked fine. It was a layer on the file-creation subsystem that put standardized type/creator codes onto new files downloaded from the Net, based on extensions, just like the executable flag that gets set on applications and registers their Creator codes with the Desktop database whenever they're written onto disk during installation.

But this meant that files could now be orphaned if you dared to name them things like "My 2000 Taxes". Horror! So we laid the feedback bomb on Apple, and in 10.1 they made it so each file's extension was hideable on a per-file basis, and you could hide or unhide it manually or through the file-naming process. This way, files sent FROM an OS X machine would open properly under Windows or UNIX, and we'd have the freedom to name them as we see fit, at least on the presentation layer. Plus it protects against "picture.jpg.jpg" and "virus.gif.vbs" issues, which are a direct result of Windows' stupid global extension-hiding "feature".

Anyway... yeah, the Command+O thing for opening files is a little counterintuitive. But like most things in the Mac UI, it has a rationale. The thinking goes, if you're starting a program, you're using the mouse to get to it. But if you're using your keyboard, generally what you're doing is manipulating filenames. It comes from the same mindset that doesn't put keyboard/arrow-key shortcuts on menu items and dialog boxes; it means we don't have the total freedom from the mouse that Windows has, but it does have the benefit of limiting keyboard shortcuts to in-app functionality, which simplifies matters for less powerful users. After all, the Mac UI *is* designed primarily for a shallow learning curve, and so UI elements like contextual right-click menus and arrow-key navigation and launching apps from keystrokes are avoided. It's the one-button mouse philosophy-- it seems limiting, but it's all got rationale.

And finally, the thing about having to Command+Q to quit apps even if their windows are all closed... well, the issue is that on the Mac, the currently active application takes over the entire desktop context. In apps that in Windows would have that big ugly MDI interface (like Word and Photoshop), in the Mac the whole idea is that you could open the application and have it running even if there aren't any open files in it. it's a framework into which you can open files to work with. Some apps, though, *can't* really be useful without an open window, and so they do quit if you close that window. Most of the Utilities are like that, and iPhoto is too. Some aren't (like iTunes), and while in some cases it's because you can have multiple windows open (even if you don't usually), sometimes it would indeed be better to quit when the last window closes. IE is a good example of that.

Oh, and one more thing: Have you tried OmniWeb? You wanna see smooth text, you just gotta see web pages in OmniWeb. http://www.omnigroup.com

Thanks again for a great read! Power to the White Earbud Posse!

Brian


11:55 - How much is that iMac in the window?
http://www.apple.com/hardware/ads/imac_window.html

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Apple's just posted the new iMac ad ("Window") on its QuickTime site, several hours after it first aired during various prime-time TV slots. I'm kind of confused as to why the movie file is only 7 frames per second-- seems unnecessarily crippled to me, especially considering the full quality used in most of their other promo movies. But it's Sorenson 3 and 900K, so that's pretty cool.

And it's a fun ad, too. I'd love to see the casting call for it: "Okay, do this!" <bleeeaaah!> "Nah, not goofy enough. Next!"

It certainly shows off the fun-n-playful aspect of the machine, and drums up some anticipation and mystique. (Note, no disclaimer about "iMac does not move on its own!") This should about do the trick.

And also notice, no "Think Different" slogan. Seems they're quietly retiring that campaign, as some have noticed recently...

11:42 - There he goes again...
http://popularmechanics.com/automotive/sub_coll_leno/2001/8/recycled_jet_setter/inde

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Jay Leno has just put an article in Popular Mechanics about that jet turbine-powered motorcycle of his. I'd heard about this about a year and a half ago, and I sort of half expected it to sort of go away as the hassles of dealing with a motorcycle of this type (which he describes in a fair amount of detail) start to outweigh the geeky thrill of having something that you'll never, ever, ever meet another example of on the road.

But he's still stumping for it, which I guess says something for the enduring fun of the thing. I dunno... it's a very cool piece of engineering, but-- well, it suits Leno, I'll say that much. In that whole "Ostentatious Hollywood Star" way.

It's so good to see that some attitudes from the 40s are still with us.
Friday, March 8, 2002
02:07 - All going according to plan-- for everybody
http://www.cnn.com/2002/WORLD/asiapcf/central/03/08/ret.afghanistan.fighting/index.h

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This is the image that keeps coming to mind whenever I read more news about Operation Anaconda: from the way it's sounding, just about the most clean-cut, methodical battle I've ever heard described. It certainly helps that the goals of the two sides seem to be so similar.

Put 1000 Americans and 1000 al Qaeda in a mountain battleground, close the lid, and shake vigorously. What do you get? Well, after about three days, the score seems to be about 700 al Qaeda killed to 8 Americans. But the best part is how they seem to be surrounded, having regrouped to a meaningful central location, and are now doing their damnedest to stay that way. More and more fighters have been arriving from elsewhere in Afghanistan in small groups, magnetized to the battle scene, only to be mown down by the coalition forces that are ringing the area and filling it with fire on a constant basis.

We're being all patient and careful, and they're well-trained fighters, and we're maintaining the utmost respect for the situation, say the American commanders. But seriously, is this all a joke? Or is it exactly what both sides expected all along? It seems to me that al Qaeda is playing along exactly as though they had hoped all along for a pitched battle that they knew they'd lose: it's genuinely their goal to die in a futile war. That's what jihad is all about, at least in the popular fundamentalist context: it's better to find a completely unwinnable cause that can be justified through your belief system and die while fighting it, than to live a life that isn't true to those convictions. As I've heard restated a number of different ways since the war began, "Their greatest ambition is to die, and we're more than happy to accommodate them."

Meanwhile, as Steven den Beste writes, we're proceeding on the assumption that the ideal outcome of all this is for everybody inside the circle of coalition troops to end up dead. And if the remaining Taliban and al Qaeda fighters in the region are determined to coalesce into a central location so we can take them all out one by one, well, that's mighty neighborly of y'all; you didn't have to go'n do that, y'know, but it sure does save us a heap of effort.

Seriously-- am I the only one who sees this as though the enemy is just play-acting out a script they'd all memorized? The scene is set: Islam is failing to gain respect and acceptance in a world controlled by America and Israel and the Western powers. Beating these powers at their own game is beyond the reach of the Islamic nations, so just twist the rules a little bit, and the victory condition becomes martyrdom on a cultural scale. So what do we do? Well, let's bring down the military wrath of the American superpower upon us! Here's how we do it: Set up an impossibly brutal dictatorial government to carry the banner of "We Are Islam!", dynamiting ancient Buddha sculptures and oppressing women and doing everything possible to make America look at us like a cat looks at a bratty two-year-old; then, after a few years of letting this situation fester, send out some suicide bombers to fly planes into the Americans' buildings. Then they'll strike out at the big visible government, and the effort will lead them right to us-- and we'll be right there waiting for them, gathered conveniently up in Shahi-kot, ready to die one by one fighting a battle we know we can't win, or even fight properly. Surrender is the last thing anyone will want to do. Once the rockets start zeroing in, the martyrdoms will begin, and they'll keep on going until every last fighter is dead. As long as we keep the Americans engaged, drawing their attention, making them mad, making sure they kill us all, we'll be assured Paradise. Right?

I know, I know, it doesn't make a whole lot of sense. But frankly, this battle just doesn't make a whole lot of sense in the first place. For me, this is as good an explanation as any.

00:40 - Perspective
http://wepwawet.dhs.org/weblog2.html#5

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Unciaa, of all people, offers a very fair and even-handed summary of the whole Mac-vs-PC situation. It gives both sides their fair accolades for their respective accomplishments, and no bashing of either side rears its head. (Seriously, it wasn't until the end that I realized who it was I was reading.)

There's only one bit to which I might take a little bit of exception:

And though it had some missteps and shots in the dark, Macs in the present are something to be reckoned with and rightfully so. They may not create revolutions when it comes to technology [and I'm not saying they're behind here], but to say they merely utilize what they have would be an insulty.

I'd disagree with the statement that Apple doesn't create revolutions. Whether it's in style or technology, the whole industry looks to Apple to lead the way, as I've said recently. The original iMac was the first machine to popularize USB on the desktop; USB pre-existed the iMac, but the flood of USB peripherals only began shortly after the iMac's popularity became obvious. It was also the first to jettison the floppy drive. (It probably sounds silly to speak of the omission of a feature as an innovation, but it really is-- the floppy was ditched in favor of a networked lifestyle. It's like how you treat a lazy eye in a kid: you put a patch over his good eye, so the weaker one is forced to grow into the task. So the iMac helped to kick-start the idea of sharing files over the network rather than on disk, and Microsoft just recently dropped floppy drives from its "required hardware" certification listing, so vindication is upon us.) On the style front, the iMac also begat the whole "translucent plastics" craze, moving on to other styles while the rest of the industry is still stuck on candy-colored clear shells. (Hasn't anybody noticed?) Then there's AirPort-- Apple started the wireless networking boom, being the first company to build WiFi-compatible hardware into their notebooks. They also led the way with LCD monitors, digital video, digital display connectors, and a lot more. Going back through history-- remember how PC users were so happy to get CGA and then EGA video adapters, while the Mac was still black-and-white? The software only supported a few colors, but that's all the video cards could handle anyway? Well, when the Mac went to color shortly afterwards, they wrote support for full 24-bit color straight into the OS. In the late 80s, this was-- when no video card could handle more than a few colors in its meager RAM. But the OS was always ready for whatever color depth the video cards would grow to support. At the time when DOS was proud of its 16-color EGA palette, a sufficiently souped-up Mac could display a million times that many.

Also, the article makes it sound as though a Mac's price is so high that no sane person would buy one, which just perpetuates the common refrain that "I'd love a Mac, but I couldn't afford one unless I won the lottery." Well, it's true that Macs are many hundreds of dollars more than PCs that you might build yourself, with the cheapest OEM video card you can find, the monitor from your last computer, RAM that you got from a friend, your previous case, and so on. But that's not what most computer buyers, particularly in the US, buy. The PCs that people buy are Dells and Gateways, and the fact is that Macs are price-competitive with Dells and Gateways. Maybe not dead-on, but the difference is very slim. A consumer-level P4-based PC from Gateway runs about $1200-1700, just like the new iMac. The rock-bottom Dell or HP all-in-one will cost about $700, just like the G3 iMac. And the top-end Dell workstation will run up to $4000 and beyond, just like the dual GHz G4. Sure, you can compare the $3000 flagship Mac to the gaming rig you put together for a grand total of $400, but that's not the market Apple's in. They can't compete with that kind of consumer model. And you know what? Neither can Dell or Gateway. Otherwise they would.

Laptops exhibit this more clearly. You can't build a home-grown laptop, so the $1500 you'd spend on a mid-range iBook will just as easily buy you a mid-range PC notebook, and $3000 will get you a TiBook or a professional Vaio. The same economic rules apply. Macs are priced to compete with name-brand PCs, not with home-grown boxes. They're a little more expensive as a rule, but not in anywhere near the degree that Unciaa makes it sound.

But that's just nit-picking. This article is a good read, and it's worth absorbing. The best lesson to take from it is that zealotry is really not the answer; no technology is worth that much blind boosterism.

Considering the number of times I've blathered about Apple in this blog, it would be a no-brainer for someone to squeeze out "MACOLYTE" or "MAC ZEALOT" on his labelmaker and tack it across my forehead. But honestly, I don't consider myself a "Macolyte". I prefer to think of myself as a technologist-- equal parts idealist and realist, brought up in a strict scientific educational environment, seeking the true answers to life's little riddles while at the same time understanding that there are some cases where there is no right answer. I've seen the best and the worst of all operating systems and platforms: I've known the joys of passing a year's uptime in UNIX, and I've sat up nights with an ailing UNIX machine kernel-panicking for some unknown and frightening reason, and I've known the terrors of installing badly packaged software that wrecks the OS layout. I've seen Macs give me "Sorry, a system error occurred" bombs and debugger screens that made me gnash my teeth in pain, and I've been brought to tears by the simplicity and elegance of the Type/Creator-code model of application binding, ColorSync profiling, applications that are completely represented by a single icon, and the ability to paste custom icons onto any and all files. I've felt a tired, soothing sense of ease of mind when surrounded by thousands of usable programs making the world so effortless for a Windows user, I've genuinely enjoyed the sure-footed positive responsiveness of the fast Windows interface, and I've undergone the terrors of upgrading Windows and fighting with corrupted Registries and the irritations of a shoddily-designed UI. I've experienced all these things, and I've formed my opinions based on those experiences. I try to be balanced in my Apple articles, extolling deserving achievements to the best of my ability while simultaneously warning of pitfalls and shouting through a bullhorn when there's something that needs fixing.

But I could distill my feelings on the subject down to something very simple: I want all of Microsoft's balls to die, because they've reaped all their profits from other people's genius and they should not be allowed to keep getting away with it. I want Apple to be strong and respected, because they consistently lead the industry in new visionary directions and push the envelope of what technology can do, and I believe genius should be rewarded, not spat upon.

I don't think Apple should "win". Let's be clear about that. I don't want Apple to take over the world. That would suck. I don't think the Internet Revolution could have occurred if every computer was a Mac-- I don't think their prices would ever have been forced down far enough for them to achieve penetration into every household the way cheap Windows PCs have. Macs would have remained innovative and well-made and detail-driven and easy to use, but damned expensive. Or more likely still, Apple would have become complacent, begun cutting corners in risky areas, hired stupid executives with dumb visions, and started to compromise their ideals of design and innovation-- and they would have turned into Microsoft. Someone else would have had to be the small, scrappy innovator who would show them the way.

No, I think a "win" condition would be Apple gaining about a 20% market share, particularly in business and gaming. That way nobody would be able to ignore them or write them off as irrelevant, and their future would be cemented. Because that's all I really want to see: Apple's future guaranteed. My deepest fear is a world without Apple. You know what that would be? It would be one in which PCs would have reached 8-bit color in 1995, we'd still be using Trumpet Winsock to connect to the Internet, peripheral devices would still all connect via serial ports (or parallel), and every such device would look like a Sportster modem from 1996, connecting to beige rectangular boxes the size of... well, your average modern PC case. We'd still be typing pathnames manually, we'd still have "Program Groups" from Windows 3.1 instead of files on our desktops, filenames would still be 8.3 in format, and people would still consider a GUI to be a sissy toy and a useless burden on an OS. Computers would be cheap, impossibly shoddy, and a nightmare to use-- and the Internet Revolution certainly couldn't have happened in that world either.

The relationship between Apple and the Wintel world is a symbiotic one; both sides are essential. I'd just like to see the balance be a little more equitable.

18:28 - Macs in business? Maybe it's possible after all...
http://www.macuarium.com/macuarium/actual/especiales/2002_03_08_getouttatheniche.sht

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A well-translated article at the Spanish Mac site Macuarium takes on Charles Haddad's recent contention that the Mac's opportunities in business slipped away long ago, for a variety of reasons, and that they're never coming back. The article addresses each aspect of the issue in turn and describes a way in which the industry trends either could be reversed or are already in the process of reversing.

Whatever people think, corporate decisions on which software to buy or implement are not often made by the corporate officers. They’re guided by consultants.

Linux’s only hope of survival at the high end of the corporate systems rests with IBM’s decision to support it. A company that’s half serious won’t trust their core systems to an OS they don’t fully understand or can’t administer properly... unless they can be persuaded to buy a support contract from a serious, substantial IT consulting company. Like Accenture, or Getronics, or IBM. And that goes for the Mac OS too.

We’ve repeated this argument till our throat ached. We’ve actually pursued the Spanish Apple delegation in search of information about this, and about Apple’s discreetest branch: the iServices. To no avail, yet. But we believe Apple’s moving (glacier-slow) in the right direction: iServices is not just in the business of implementing networks and doing small web consultancy and development work for Mac-dependent companies, but actually building the first step of any successful corporate software supplier: a certification procedure, complete with exams and training.

The missing part is still missing. I don’t know of any big consulting firm that will even admit to knowing that WebObjects is all about. Neither will they acknowledge the virtues of Apple’s splendid family of QuickTime products for a great number of uses. Or include Apple’s new solutions when discussing collaborative software for educational institutions. Apple’s got no serious partners, and that is deadly for its corporate credibility, as they can’t hope to build iServices into a full ITC consultancy any time soon. This, again, is Apple’s job not yet done. But at least they’ve begun and are walking in the right direction.

Couple this with the recent sightings of Apple execs sniffing around the doors of potential takeover targets like Nothing Real and Alias/Wavefront, and what you get is a picture of a company riding high on its recent successes and feeling its oats a bit. A company that's gathering the troops for a full-on insertion attack into the markets where it can really make some serious cash, not to mention market share. A company that's about as far as you can get from "beleaguered".

Just two days with this iMac in my office have shown me just how valuable it is to have an adjustable screen that I can tilt along with my body as I slouch more and more throughout the day, or that I can pull down right next to my keyboard when I'm furrowing my brow in focused, intense coding. Our web and IT guys have been coming by my cube all day to gawk and debate and wonder why we don't buy more of these machines for general use. It's not that businesses and the people in them don't want to use anything but Windows; it's just that they aren't given the choice or the opportunity to see what the alternative possibilities are.

But I think Macuarium's right, and so is AtAT-- there's somethin' a-brewing. There goes my trick stainless-steel neck again, dagnabbit...

17:39 - Here Comes the Flood...
http://news.com.com/2100-1040-855959.html?legacy=cnet&tag=pt.mrktwtch.story.alrt.903

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C|Net News has immediately latched onto the fact that Gateway is going to be bringing out a new all-in-one machine this summer as an indication that the iMac's competition is already rattling the gates.

I don't know... the Profile 4 is what this new machine is going to be called, and that indicates that there's been a whole product line leading up to it, including the Profile 3 (shown at left). All-in-one computers aren't a new thing. Hell, most computers were all-in-ones once upon a time-- remember the early 80s? Remember the Commodores and Ataris, the membrane keyboards and the software cartridges? They weren't so much all-in-ones in the sense that the monitors and CPUs were connected like we think of them today-- the usual way was to integrate the keyboard and the CPU housing, and have the monitor be separate. It did take the Lisa and the original Mac to introduce the idea of an all-in-one where the keyboard was what was separate.

All-in-ones have been in favor ever since the original iMac, too-- and I daresay that's what got the Profile line going. But the Profile 3 has that design that many people expected the new iMac to have before they saw it-- an upright stance, the computer strapped to the back of the screen, the CD inserted vertically, the way the 20th Anniversary Mac had things. But as they discovered while designing the new iMac, having the CD positioned vertically meant that it couldn't run at full speed-- and it's awkward to insert it that way, in any case. Besides, once you've seen (and experienced) the benefits of having a light, adjustable screen, it seems ludicrous to anchor the screen down by attaching it immovably to the computer, just in the name of making everything more "flat". Then there's the expected thin legs and flat base. Again, all of it is designed for the single goal of making things more upright and shallow in footprint, and the result is something that evidently hasn't really grabbed people's attention or imagination. What good is saving footprint space when you can't take advantage of the fact that the screen is light enough to be adjustable?

So unless the Profile 4 is a totally redesigned machine with an adjustable screen and a separate base attached by a swivel neck, I'm not about to cry copycat. This is just the evolution of Gateway's product line, and they're entitled to it. Hey, why mess with a good thing, right?

Which isn't to suggest that I don't suspect we will soon see copycats a-plenty, though... the iMac is just too much of a smash hit, if the pre-order sales numbers are any indication, for the industry to resist.
Thursday, March 7, 2002
20:46 - Hee hee hee!

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Lance and Zjonni and I were standing in the kitchen; they were combining the ingredients for a cheesecake, and we were all discussing the incidents of the day. At a fairly random lull in the conversation, I looked over at the edge of the counter, where a lone brown egg was sitting.

"Why is that egg sitting there?" I asked, quite innocently. As opposed, of course, to being in the refrigerator.

"Because if it were floating in midair, we'd be in space!" "Because its molecular density is higher than that of the countertop!"

Yeah, yeah. "So why is that egg sitting there?"

"Because it's hard-boiled," Lance finally gets serious enough to tell me.

Now, it's a surprise to me that eggs are okay to sit out if they're hard-boiled. But no, they both assure me that they can last several days-- that even raw eggs don't need to be refrigerated until a couple of days have gone by.

"Are you sure it's hard-boiled, then?"

In answer, Lance picks it up, brings it over to me, and cracks it on my forehead.

Amid the guffawing that follows, and the disbelief that I would actually let him do that when there's some doubt as to the physical state of the egg's albumen, I sheepishly admit that Lance is seldom wrong about these kinds of things. He roars with laughter while peeling the egg. "Woo-hoo! Carte blanche! Carte blanche! I wonder how I should spend this one..."

We continue talking about the merits of eggs, including Zjonni's samizdat about how you go about culturing bioweapons (inject a needletip full of bacteria or virus culture into one end of an egg, put it down very very very carefully, step through the sealed doors, wash yourself off with about fifty gallons of bleach, get out of your Level 4 hazmat suit...). And just as he mentions hazardous materials, Lance goes urp.

"Shouu'a 'eem rrfrig'rated", he says, pointing at his cheeks. He then begins to expectorate the remainder of the egg into the garbage, gagging, washing his mouth out with San Jose city water, shrieking about how foul that was.

"I was gonna say," mentions Zjonni. "I did seem to remember that egg being there last Saturday."

So while we cannot help but giggle helplessly at the writhings of the unhappy Lance, I finally note that the carte blanche has been very short-lived. The karma that fell to my account when he cracked it open on my forehead paid itself off in full, in very quick order. What bounces off my head, after all, comes around.


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17:31 - Lilo & Stitch Poster
http://www.network54.com/Hide/Forum/message?forumid=182013&messageid=1015505729

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Pretty funkeh, if you ask me.

Disney's such a weird phenomenon. Down at the artists' level, it's so chock-full of creativity and talent-- it's where all the very best artists of our time go to realize their skills, and the results are often exhilarating just to see in a brief glimpse. I know from the feeling I get whenever I see just a single pencil sketch by a ranking animator from Disney that if I could ever capture that "spark", that touch of magic, I'd want for very little else in my life.

But raise yourself even a step or two in the corporate hierarchy and you start getting into the bean-counters, the demographers, the merchandisers, the marketers, the Starbucks schmoozers, the Siamese siblings joined at the faces and laps. You start nearing the top, where it's always been corporate, even back in the Golden Age (Walt himself was a fairly nasty dude when it came to labor laws and unions and immigration and so on, in a Henry Ford kind of way). But it's still jarring to see it in the same cartoon of a building, the big curve-roofed ANIMATION warehouse just off Highway 238 in Burbank, as the white-hot flame of the animators' minds who make the magic happen. And it's even more sinister to see it in light of the recent SSSCA stuff, where the top echelons seek to control the very bits of data that make up the stories and worlds that tomorrow's kids will be growing up with and basing their own little worlds upon and developing their world views from as they grow.

So Lilo & Stitch seems to be something calculated to take Disney itself about as seriously as The Simpsons takes Rupert Murdock; specifically leveraging the popularity of the play-it-straight successes of recent movies, breaking that fourth wall, experimenting like they did in The Emperor's New Groove. It's something new for Disney. It could be fantastically fun, just like Groove was.

But how much of it is because the story men and the animators thought this was an idea with which they could have immense amounts of fun, and how much of it is because the marketdroids determined that "Gee, that 'self-effacing corporate angst' angle-- that's a huge dollar potential, huh? Hey, pass me another latté, and oh, you might wanna put on these knee pads"?

Trying to make a business case around art is always such a recipe for heartbreak. No wonder so many animators are so mentally unbalanced.

16:10 - Poisoning the Mouse's Cheese
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,47296,00.html

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I'm impressed with Foxnews.com lately-- they've been running columns by bloggers, like Ken Layne, Tim Blair, and now Glenn Reynolds of InstaPundit. This time around, it's his diatribe on the unholy Hollings Axis-- the alliance between the record labels, Microsoft, Disney, CBS, and AOL/Time-Warner, among others. The group whose stated purpose is (through efforts like the SSSCA) to make it illegal-- not just illegal, but a felony-- to have on your computer any software which performs such court-assuredly legal functions as copying music CDs onto your computer, into your MP3 player, or onto a CD-R.

And the money seems to be the explanation here. A Wired article on the hearings noted that in the 2000 election cycle, the entertainment industry gave Democrats a whopping $24.2 million in contributions compared to $13.3 million to Republicans.

So championing the cause of the little guy only counts until the bidding gets high enough.

This partiality is a betrayal of principle. As such, it represents a real political opportunity for the Republicans. Democrats do like to portray themselves as the friends of the little guy and the protectors of ordinary Americans against greedy big business — as demonstrated by their posturing over the Enron collapse. But as Ken Layne pointed out last week, the entertainment industries make Enron’s management look like Boy Scouts.

"Keep your grubby laws off my computer" sounds like a pretty good slogan, and it’s one that Republicans could use against Democrats nationwide. A few smart Democrats, like Rep. Rick Boucher of Virginia, realize this. As Boucher puts it, these companies are "seeking to use their copyright not just to obtain fair compensation but in effect to exercise complete dominance and total control of the copyrighted work...I have told the heads of the major labels I think this is a major mistake that will engender a major public backlash." Unfortunately, Boucher seems to be a voice in the wilderness within the Democratic Party, which has forged a symbiotic relationship with the entertainment industries over the past few decades.

I've been a registered Democrat ever since I reached voting age; it seemed the sensible thing to do at the time, because my parents are Democrats and Clinton was in office at the time-- I liked the idea of a fun President, and fun he certainly was. Besides, to be what appeared to be the only real alternative-- a Republican-- was in many ways directly antithetical to my feelings as well. But now that I've been among many friends whose political leanings put them into neither big party (lots of Libertarians in the lot), and in light of situations like this, and because the California primary election this week saw me spending half an hour in the morning before work and another half hour in the evening afterwards trying to find the mythical "Dove Hill School" polling place (there is simply no such school at the intersection listed on my Democratic sample ballot), I'm just about ready to do my miniscule part to express my dissatisfaction with the way things are going and reconsider my affiliation.

I mean, what the hell? Democrats siding with Big Business against the rights of the consumer? Isn't that anathema to the party's premise? Or is it that they see entertainment as a form of government utility, that they must regulate and meter like water and electricity and roll out the tanks to prevent rogue civilians from "bombing the pipelines" through their P2P file-sharing and digital-lifestyle technology? What exactly is their rationale here?

In trying to get a grasp on the issues involved here, one naturally has a tendency to look for precedent, to find a context in which to cast the problem so we can be taught what to do by the actions of our predecessors. What is entertainment? What is music? Well, it's art. How does the public get access to art? Traditionally, by whatever means is most expedient, that does not allow for large-volume recopying. A person can own a book, and he can quote and excerpt it at will-- making copies is not really possible, but if he does large-volume republication, law prevents him. But there's nothing in the law to say that low-volume copying is prohibited: in fact, the law has upheld that such copying is essential for the survival of the value of what the consumer bought. See, what we have here in art is data-- not a physical object, like a book, so much as the text contained within it. The value in a book is not the pages or the cover, it's the words and ideas inside. If a person buys the right to have those words and ideas for himself, he has to be able to protect against their loss-- the vehicle that contains them (the book) can get burned or damaged, and if he hasn't made some form of backup copy, the ideas are lost. Why should the survival of thoughts be dependent upon the vulnerability of some arbitrary physical object that carries those thoughts?

And so the courts decided that it's legal to copy CDs onto tapes for the car, or to copy TV shows onto videotape, so the consumer who has the rights to those thoughts and artistic ideas can protect against their loss and can enjoy them at his convenience.

So what's so different about the digital age that's got Hollings and Eisner so worked up? Well, somewhere along the line they've got themselves into the misguided notion that low-volume copying (ripping a CD track into iTunes) is the same thing as high-volume copying (broadcasting a song file to be downloaded a million times via Napster); in other words, they're convinced, like they were in the 70s, that the ability to copy a record onto a tape would mean the downfall of the record industry's business model, that it would be tantamount to someone making millions of copies of the record free for the taking.

Look, piracy is a problem. I've said it before and I hold to that position. Software piracy needs to stop, but it won't. Music piracy is unethical, but it'll remain an issue as long as the technology is this far ahead of the mechanisms of distribution. But they do involve gray areas. Large-volume copying is the equivalent of setting up a printing press to run off your own cheap copies of someone else's book. That's problematic. But small-volume copying is the equivalent of making mix tapes from your legally owned CDs, and that's not a problem, even if the labels suddenly think it is, and even if the law is currently worded so as to support the labels' position. (And as someone-- den Beste, I think-- said, if millions of people break a law, it's the law that becomes suspect, not the people.)

So the only question that I think anyone should have, quite apart from how to punish people or prevent them from making copies in large OR small volume, is whether it's possible for large- and small-volume copying to converge. Is there a middle ground? Does the metaphor extend far enough for there to be a danger of "where-do-we-draw-the-line"-ism?

I don't think it does. As soon as you choose to use technology that enables large-volume copying, you've stepped onto a slippery and very steep slope, and the technology won't stop halfway. There is no such thing as a P2P app that is designed only to share files among a small subscribed group of friends, or something-- and even if there were, it would be quickly hacked and extended to become a large-volume duplication mechanism. Small-volume mechanisms are the way they are because of fundamental limitations. One person isn't going to have a million iPods to fill up with ripped MP3s for his friends. One copy of iTunes can't be made to broadcast its MP3 library all over the world. One person can't create loads of duplicated CDs in any kind of volume, with anywhere near the cost-effectiveness to make it remotely interesting to him. These low-volume duplication mechanisms are simply nothing that Hollings or Disney or Time-Warner need worry about. They never have been, and they never will be. If a low-volume mechanism attains the ability to be a high-volume one, it immediately enters the other category.

These two forms of copying will need to be dealt with in completely different ways, but Hollings isn't likely to want to swallow that. His Axis will continue to push his agenda, and it will probably win-- at least in the short term. But information does want to be free, and ideas will not be placed behind pay-for-play gates. The only result, as Boucher realizes, is that the consumers will cease to have any sympathy for the labels' rights, everybody will run illegal software in such volume as cannot be fought by the MP3 Police, and pretty much every piece of music anybody listens to will be gray-market at best. In short, we'll become China.

Or, of course, there's the ever-so-slight possibility that the courts will see the future and will rule that personal digital devices from iPods to cameras to phones are there to uphold the same rights to possession of ideas that the very first laws covering books and the recent cases covering CDs and tapes were designed to protect; that while high-volume broadcasting of copyrighted material is worthy of legal attention, the right of a person to enjoy art at his leisure, on his own terms, in his own formats, shall not be infringed.

11:37 - Pack of Cards vs. Game Boy
http://ptech.wsj.com/archive/ptech-20020228.html

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Now that it's no longer a for-pay article, Walt Mossberg's comparison of the Rio Riot (by SonicBlue, or Diamond, or whoever they are these days) and the iPod is now up for public viewing.

Sonicblue touts a number of automated playback features on the Riot. For instance, it can quickly create a list of your most-played tunes, or of songs from a certain decade. But I found these things to be gimmicky, and they don't work well unless you first run your song collection through a piece of add-on software called MoodLogic, which isn't included.

The Riot purportedly has a battery life of at least 10 hours, which might put it close to the iPod's 12-hour battery life. But I couldn't test this, because the evaluation unit Sonicblue sent me wouldn't hold a charge. In fact, my test Riot, a production-level unit, was plagued with defects.

Mossberg has a history of being an easy target for accusations of being an Apple shill; he's always on hand for a sound bite or testimonial quote whenever Apple brings out some new product. It should come as little surprise to longtime readers of Mac op-ed articles that he likes the iPod, and it's a simple matter to dismiss this article as a scared piece of FUD that attempts to defuse a threat from new portable audio players that have already advanced (through their short conception and development cycles) to be more than a match for the iPod in terms of feature set, ease-of-use, quality, and so on.

But, well... a quick read of the article should show that there's plenty of thought that goes into these things. The Rio Riot really does suck. I have a co-worker here who bought one instead of an iPod, and he's regretting it. Yeah, it's 20GB-- but it's USB, so it takes forever to fill it up. Yeah, it's got a big snazzy screen-- but the software makes such poor use of it as to neuter any benefits it might offer. And it's big and ungainly, the controls are awkward, the features are "gimmicky", and there are reliability problems. Some of these are subjective issues, yes. But it's still a valid viewpoint, made no less so by previous Mac-positive articles by Mossberg.

11:20 - Fox couldn't write something like this...
http://www.dfw.com/mld/startelegram/2809134.htm

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Here's an incident that takes "hit-and-run" to an entirely new level:

By Mallard's account, as told to police, she had been drinking and using Ecstasy that October night and was driving home when she struck a man. The impact hurled him headfirst through the windshield, his broken legs protruding onto the hood.

She panicked, she said, and with the man lodged in the windshield, she drove a few miles to her home. There, she parked her 1997 Chevrolet Cavalier in the garage and lowered the door.

Biggs pleaded for help, she told police.

He got none. Not then, or for the next two or three days, as he remained lodged in the windshield, bleeding and slowly going into shock, police said.

Mallard told police she periodically went into the garage to check on the man. She said she apologized profusely to him for what she had done but ignored his cries for help.

When the man died, several of the woman's acquaintances helped remove his body, putting it into the trunk of another car and driving to Cobb Park, where they dumped it, police quoted the woman as saying. Two men found the body Oct. 27.

Isn't it weird how some people with completely defective brains can have that little fact go undetected for years and years, until they're out of school, working, possibly married, and acting as contributing members of society? And then something comes along out of the blue, their minds snap, and things like this happen?
Wednesday, March 6, 2002
00:26 - The Infiltration Begins...

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Today... is a momentous day. Not just because it's raining that kind of self-satisfied, cold rain that says "Hah! I'm snowing up in the Sierras right now, just after it would have done you some good!" No, also because today begins my life of freedom from the horrors of Windows 2000. A call to the Valley Fair Apple Store revealed that they had three iMacs in stock right that very moment, unclaimed; so I hopped in my car, drove down there, slapped down my Mac-buying AmEx card (seriously, that's all I've ever used it for, except that one Ferrari rental incident), and walked out with the ticket to my life of ease and joy.

It's now set up on my desk at work, having elbowed aside the Win2K machine that gave me so much grief a few short weeks ago. Co-worker after co-worker has been finding excuses to walk by my desk and gawk and peer at the screen and the neck and how it all moves and fits together. "It's so much bigger than I thought it'd be!" is the most frequent refrain, followed closely by "Holy damn that's cool" and "Can you get it with a bigger screen?" and "I mean, God damn that thing is cool!".

Moving all my work materials to it, however, means consolidating my e-mail; and this is where it starts becoming a long, convoluted, technical story, so feel free to tune out unless you have a need to know how to migrate Netscape Mail mailboxes to Mail in OS X.

See, here's the sitrep. My main e-mail, my grotto11.com account, goes to my UNIX server where I read it with Pine, through a Telnet/SSH connection. In Windows, I use SecureCRT; on the Mac, I've always used NiftyTelnet/SSH. I'm still stuck with that program in OS X for my Pine usage, because the built-in Terminal application doesn't support Command-clicking to launch URLs like NiftyTelnet does; it doesn't even allow you to select text and then drag it into a browser window to go to a selected URL. I have a lot of fan-art administration messages sent to my e-mail address that each involve a URL that I have to visit and review; my approval process means lots of Command-clicking on URLs in NiftyTelnet windows. I can't do that in Terminal.

But when I set the iMac up, I was loath to install NiftyTelnet-- a Classic app, one that seems unlikely ever to see the light of Carbonization; and at the same time, I knew that I would have to take my work e-mail from its current Windows home, in Netscape 4.7x, and migrate it over to the Mac, my new primary machine. So I figured I should just run Mail, the built-in OS X client, and use it for my main grotto11.com mail as well as work and my other addresses. After all, if the only reason I need my terminal program to support things like Command-clicking is because of my implementation, and if it's all in e-mail anyway, I might as well just leverage an actual e-mail program to solve matters in a way that they've already solved them perfectly well.

So I set up grotto11.com as an IMAP account. That way, my mailboxes are left intact-- I can still use Pine to access them from wherever I might be, but from my Macs I can see messages with attachments and multimedia and everything. Yay! It doesn't even care if more than one client is logged in at once. I installed stunnel on the server to encrypt the traffic, and with surprisingly little fuss or muss, I was up and running with that account-- and NiftyTelnet, in quick order, was shut down for good. Terminal is perfectly fine for all the regular telnetting and SSH'ing I need to do that doesn't involve e-mail.

But then came the unpleasant matter of... <ominous deep string orchestral notes> migrating my POP3-based Netscape mail from the Windows machine. Eeeeeeee! How was I going to accomplish this? I didn't even know what format the mailboxes were stored in. What were the chances I'd be able to preserve all my history of mail intact?

Well, here's how I did exactly that.

Step 1: Open an SMB connection from the Mac to the Windows machine, creating a share in Windows if necessary. smb://10.7.32.1/Netscape is what I used to get to C:\Program Files\Netscape, under which is a Users\briant\Mail hierarchy with various files that correspond to my local mailboxes. So I SMB'ed in, connected to the Netscape folder, dug down, and copied the Mail folder to the Mac.

Step 2: Install Netscape on the Mac. Probably not actually necessary, but it certainly helps. I started by installing Netscape 6, which turned out to be a red herring-- the users' files go into the individual user's Library, as they should; but the path is weird, with "Library/Mozilla/Profiles/Brian Tiemann/zfasd7somethingweird/Mail" underneath the home folder. The "Import Mailboxes" scripts in Mail say they support Netscape 4.x and above, but the default location that it expects for the user profiles is /System Folder/Preferences/Netscape Users-- the Classic path, with the global prefs files. So I put NS6 aside and downloaded NS4.7, and installed that into the Classic side of the box.

Then I found the "Inbox.sbm" folder (or whatever it was called), opened it up, and copied all the files in it into the aforementioned Mail folder under the Netscape Users global settings. Then I ran the Import script. "No valid Netscape mailboxes found," it told me. Huh?

Step 3: Aha! I thought suddenly: I'll bet it's the Type and Creator codes! I went into the folder with the command line and checked with the "whats" script (see OSXFAQ for details); and sure enough, the mailbox DB files that Netscape had created on the Mac had codes of MOSS (Mozilla) and BiNA (binary), and the new mailbox files that I'd copied over from the Windows box had blank codes. Existing, native mailboxes had codes of MOSS/TEXT. I surmised that the Import Mailboxes script uses those codes to determine what's a valid mailbox file and what isn't, because they're just "mbox" style mail files-- plain text, and thus hard to identify without extra meta-data (such as, for instance, Type and Creator codes). So I used SetFile (again, see OSXFAQ) to apply those codes to the new mailbox files, the ones with no extensions.

Then I ran the Import Mailboxes script again. Hey! All the new mailboxes showed up with checkboxes for me to import!

... But no! While importing, the "Subject:" line remained blank, whereas it should have been cycling through all the message subjects as they were processed. And when they were imported, they just had four-digit numbers for the subjects-- no real subject data. When I viewed the messages, they all seemed to have an extra line break after every line; all the header lines showed up, separated by blank lines.

Ho! So it's a CR/LF issue. These files are copied straight over from the PC with no translation.

Step 4: UNIX to the rescue! I opened each mailbox file in trusty old pico, then saved it out. This rewrote all the line-breaks as UNIX-style LFs, which the Mac understands now in addition to the traditional CR; Windows, with its CR/LF, had written files that Mail had interpreted as having two line-break characters at the end of each line. This little maneuver fixed that all up, and one more run through Import Mailboxes did the trick.

But wait-- I'm not done yet! I looked at my Inbox file and noticed that it had over 2000 messages in it. Huh? In Netscape on Windows, there are only 35 messages. ...Oh wait, I know: the messages that I'd deleted over the past four months or so are just sitting in the Trash, still visible to the internal database as being in the Inbox. So:

Step 0 (which should have been done before anything else): Empty the Trash on the Windows Netscape installation. Then copy the files over, do the CR/LF translation, and import the mailboxes.

And to finish things up: I set the Windows Netscape to leave messages on the server; that way Mail would be the authoritative destination, but I could have it continue to go to the old client in case anything went wrong. And I renamed a few mailboxes-- ones with slashes in the names got renamed to have underscores (_) in them, because in Mail, putting a slash in a mailbox name isn't trapped very well-- it results in a hierarchical folder setup, as though the slash was a folder boundary. They'll probably need to iron that out. But for now, my mail is transferred over and working fine.

Step 6: Go the hell home, because it's almost 8:30 in the evening. It'll be there tomorrow.

Oh, how there it will be. How sweet is the anticipation.

23:30 - Visual Evidence
http://homepage.mac.com/btman/PhotoAlbum5.html

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The still photos from the ski trip are up. Most of them were actually taken by Kris and Chris, so I'm not in any of them (I was busy pounding my butt and knees into pain-flavored jelly the first day); but I did take the scenery ones, shot from one of the turnouts on US50 just after it crests the summit of that last long sloping ridge and turns to wind its way down the sheer cliff that forms the western face of the canyon south of Lake Tahoe.

The second day I spent videotaping; the iMovie is finished, and it's 60MB; I'll give a copy to anyone who asks for it, but only if they're willing to wait however long it'll take to download it. I won't put a direct link here (I do want to keep some bandwidth for myself), but mail me if you want a copy.

I'm pretty proud of it. Whee! My directorial Dee-butt!

08:28 - When a Cartoonist Takes Leave of his Faculties
http://www.denbeste.nu/cd_log_entries/2002/03/fog0000000428.shtml

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Decreasingly popular syndicated political cartoonist Ted Rall, who has been scoring more and more points on the idiot-o-meter with the bloggers and mainstream journalists since the war began, may well have finally killed his career with this stunning honker, which ran in the NY Times and elsewhere before being quickly pulled:



What could have possessed-- no, I'm not even going to try to imagine.
Tuesday, March 5, 2002
01:15 - The Topic That Dare Not Speak Its Name
http://www.time.com/time/covers/1101020311/story.html

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It's been called "The New York Nuke Scare" in hushed whispers all over Blogsphere in the past couple of days, but the oddest thing is how few people have had anything to say about it, or even linked to any story describing the situation. USS Clueless had nothing to say. InstaPundit was going to remain silent, but today linked to Lileks, who in yesterday's Bleat nodded grimly at the nightmare scenario in a poetic and speculative postscript; it wasn't until I went out specifically searching for details that I found out what exactly he'd meant by "It's been October every day since October. And it's going to be October for some time, right up until the day it's September again."

Reading this stuff puts me back into that state of mind I was in in the late weeks of September-- watching the profiles of airplanes coming in for landings at San Jose International, seeing whether they had that telltale outline with wings askew, signifying a frantic but determined bank-turn; helplessly reloading the news sites to see whether suddenly anything had happened to turn cnn.com into an ad-less, link-less, layout-less list of hastily typed facts-of-the-moment; keeping an uneasy eye on the sky out the window, half expecting the low clouds to suddenly go red with flashing, diffused light reflected from some out-of-frame explosion, the sound of which might not even reach me before the shock wave does.

But at least that's tempered by the rational human mind, the one that says that the time when this was hot was mid-October, not today. Five months ago. Back when companies were still taking out full-page ads to express their condolences. Back when the freeway overpasses were completely covered with homemade banners commemorating the dead and exhorting the nation to gather strength. Back when the ruins were still smoking.

The news of the scare was released this weekend because to release it any earlier would have been stupid. You don't go blabbing in internationally-acclaimed newsmagazines the extent of our intelligence on potential threats and our ability (or inability) to counter them. The very fact that the Ridge office has seen fit to release this information should be reassuring-- it means that they consider the threat to be so stale and discredited by now as to be a non-issue. Sure, it goes without saying that we're going to be more uneasy now knowing these things than we were a week ago before knowing them, but imagine how New York's streets might have looked if this story had been leaked on October 10.

00:53 - Damn, that mouse's face has never looked more sinister...

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Okay, so what's with this sudden onslaught of ads for Disney-themed cereal?


I just saw a fully-animated TV spot for "Pooh Hunny Bs", which follows right on the heels of another such ad for "Mickey Magix"-- two new entries into a mature cereal market by a new Disney/Kellogg's partnership whose purpose seems, rather oddly, to be to resurrect the aging but historically revered Disney icons in an age where Simba and Buzz Lightyear are better recognized by kids than Mickey and Donald.

Why this sudden focus on the classics? Could it possibly have something to do with how the Supreme Court is revisiting its decision on extending copyrights-- with the potential result that Mickey Mouse, 75 years after his creation, might end up in the public domain after all? And so Disney's suddenly barraging the public with ads for theme parks starring a modern-voiced Mickey pitched as "every kid's favorite Disney character", reality indicating the contrary be damned? So they can prove themselves to be vigorously defending the property when it comes up in whatever toothless court might be afflicted with the inevitable challenge case?

I'm sorry, but it may just be time to move on. Mickey and Donald and Goofy come from a time when Disney's animated shorts were the equivalent of network sitcoms-- standard fare, the stuff that's just "there", consistent and reliable but seldom remarkable. The WB shorts were always spikier, more sarcastic, more biting, more daring. And while WB's zany style (initially established rather heavy-handedly by giving every character a name that was a synonym for "Crazy") lent itself to success in the 90s with its entries into the Cartoon Renaissance-- Tiny Toon Adventures, Animaniacs, Freakazoid, Batman, Superman, and the current Cartoon Network bonanza-- Disney's contributions to the same cause had a lot of the same "corporate" feel, a refusal to take risks, a copycattish attitude-- a Microsoftian approach, one might almost say. And now, seeing that there's little hope of hitting another out-of-the-blue jackpot like The Lion King anytime soon, they're grinding down their brake pads on their recent (rather brave) experimental features and concentrating on releasing "instant sequels" for the classics (Cinderella II? Peter Pan II? Hunchback II?!) and pushing their good ol' cash cows that they trot out every 20 years or so-- Mickey, Donald, Pooh, and the rest. Buzz Lightyear is supposed to be joining the cereal lineup with his own branded entry, which comes as a surprise to me considering Disney's attitude lately toward Pixar and its owner.

Yeah, I dunno. I'm rather peeved at Disney right now-- well, particularly at Eisner, for being so deeply in the pockets of Fritz Hollings, The Man Who Would Control Your Hard Drive.

...What? You mean you hadn't heard of that? Well, then, read this frightening state of affairs. Disney and the rest of the entertainment fat-cats are sponsoring Hollings' lobby to enact laws which would make it illegal to even have on your computer any software that isn't protected against piracy by some government-mandated security system. Not surprisingly, Microsoft is right in there with Hollings.

On the other side of the fight, though, is Steve Jobs; his position is that "If you legally acquire music, you need to have the right to manage it on all other devices that you own"... a position that the Industry detests, because look how much power and convenience it gives to the end user! Why, under this model, it'd be impossible to sell entertainment on a pay-per-use basis, which Disney and Time-Warner and CBS all would just love. And which Microsoft is all too happy to help enable.

Jobs is registering these sound bites (something he does very seldom) at a time when it's clear that if no major players in the tech industry take a stand, we'll have copy-protected CDs and pay-per-use software every which way we turn; as I've already mentioned, Eisner is blasting Apple's "Rip. Mix. Burn." ad campaign as being tantamount to condoning piracy (reality and common sense notwithstanding). The two sides are shaking out pretty clearly, if you ask me, and Apple's planting its feet and getting ready to duke it out in favor of the users' rights, while Microsoft and Disney link arms and prepare to trample all over Apple and the users at once.

You know what? Apple can't stand alone, not against the behemoths who are facing them down. The users are going to need to show some backbone and willingness to fight too, or else very soon it'll be too late.

And if we fail, the grinning face of Mickey will never be a benign and friendly visage in my mind ever again.

11:54 - Somebody set up us the Google Bomb.
http://www.corante.com/microcontent/articles/googlebombs.shtml

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Ever wonder what these "Google Bombs" might be that everyone keeps talking about on other, more perspicacious blogs? Well, this link has an outstanding article describing the phenomenon, how it works, what kinds of results it's had, and some real-world examples of how it's been put into practice.

Certainly makes me feel like a piker, naturally.

10:17 - Beware of Zealotry...
http://www.freep.com/money/tech/mwend5_20020305.htm

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Mike Wendland wrote an iMac article a little while ago, and it had good and bad points, as any fair article will. But if it has even a single negative point on it, and if there's an e-mail address visible on the page, the Mac fans across the world will descend upon it like a flock of screeching, accusing jackdaws.

Interestingly, it's a wide and varied spectrum. Some people write well-thought-out analyses of the issues and suggest alternatives and workarounds. Some, the other extreme, cast dark aspersions upon the columnist's parentage. And still others apologize for the behavior of the latter.

One reader apologized for the rudeness from some of his fellow Mac fanatics. "We do tend to be too reactionary," he said. "It is just that we feel so strongly about the platform we use and worry about negative remarks that could further damage its reputation and make it more difficult for Apple to compete."

Which is a point I've often thought about. Isn't it odd that, at least in our minds, the Mac has to not only have an entry into every given field-- it has to be the best? Well, it does, or else the public will ignore it. Isn't that weird? They ship a GeForce2 MX in the iMac, and PC users dismiss it and point at the GeForce 3. The dual 1GHZ Power Mac has 2MB of L3 DDR cache, and the Wintellers consider it worthless because the main RAM isn't DDR. The iPod has 5GB of space and fits into a shirt pocket and sucks down tunes 40 times faster than a USB player, but the pundits compare it on the same terms as 20GB USB-based devices the size of Handspring Visors. In order for anybody to take anything Apple makes seriously, it has to be the most impressive competitor, or, preferably, the only competitor.

And I just have to ask, what other company not only has an entry into all these fields, but an entry that can be considered the best?

They make iTunes, which is possibly the best interface for interacting with your music that anyone has devised. They make iMovie, which is unmatched even by the new thing in XP. They make iPhoto, which the pundits compare favorably to the organizers that come with every different kind of camera. They make iDVD, which really doesn't have much of an analog in the PC world. And the list goes on. Final Cut Pro. The best flat-panel LCD monitors in the business (and they had them long before the competition did, too). The iPod. The dual GHz Power Mac, which (depending on the benchmarks you use) is the fastest machine around. The iBook, which many have called the best all-around notebook value ever. The TiBook, with its slim widescreen coolness. And, of course, the iMac.

It'd be one thing if Apple were an also-ran, a stumbling company running on fumes who produced boxes that didn't really compete, that appealed only to a weird isolated group of die-hard fans; if the software they wrote was quirky and clumsy but lovable in its own way, or if the hardware was ungainly and bulbous or had some trademark quirk like square screens or something; if the machines were too slow to run modern apps but people got around it by writing really efficient software, or if it had an OS that looked like it was designed by aliens who came to earth in 1989; if, in short, they were a niche computer maker whose products were interesting but not really noteworthy.

But that's not the case. Apple's an industry leader. They're the exact opposite of irrelevant-- the entire industry looks to them for guidance and leadership. Everybody from Microsoft to Dell knows that they can't afford to lose Apple, because then innovation would fall out of the budget. I'm being totally serious here: innovation is bad for business if you're Microsoft or Dell. It risks costly mistakes. It threatens your current moneymaking product line. It abandons a sure thing and forges ahead purely for the sake of forging ahead. Microsoft and Dell are more than happy to let Apple do their innovating for them-- to outsource