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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.

btman at grotto11 dot com

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Saturday, January 18, 2003
02:51 - What a Day

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So I spent the day today out with friends-- hiking and taking photos, seeking out interesting restaurants, and hanging around with the guys while they drew comics and let me write sarcastic commentary in the panel boundaries. The evening's auditory accompaniment was mostly hours of insane laughter.

But it started out not too auspiciously; a peek at one friend's blog (which I won't link here) showed me his ultra-clever juxtaposition of Bush's head with a compost heap ("the only post Bush is fit for"). So I was morose and tight-lipped for a good half an hour, until I managed to put it out of my mind with an effort of will, as well as the thought that in San Francisco and DC and Europe and Iraq and the West Bank and Syria and everywhere, every last gunport of the knee-jerk anti-war, anti-Bush activism machine would today be flung wide open. And yet I somehow knew that it would turn out to be so incoherent, vapid, morally shallow, and generally based on nothing more than inane slogans ("Bush iz st00pid!!!11!``") as to be unlikely to really put forth any real unified platform that meant anything. (Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that I was up in San Francisco last night, discovering afresh the hell-for-any-kind-of-motor-vehicle-that-isn't-a-bus that is Market Street, trapped at each no-left-turn-here arrow while trying desperately to find a way to get left, with nothing to do but look at the signs exhorting participants to the coming rally that would convene there in the morning, and to listen to NPR's coverage of the Freedom Riders heading up to DC from Mississippi. They passed the phone around the bus, from a guy who thinks Bush is a shrieking monkey who obviously can't tie his own shoelaces, to a girl who opposes war because violence is bad and stuff, and plus she has a husband in the army, to a 60-year-old lady who is convinced that there are better ways to solve our problems than fisticuffs. The interviewer tried to pose some interesting questions, like why the hell they're riding a bus to the nation's capital to wave signs demanding love and respect for Saddam Hussein and the deposition of our own President, when we know exactly what kind of hell we'd be condeming the Iraqi people to if we did nothing; but their best response was that those kinds of things were best dealt with at the political level, not by blowing up innocent civilians. And then they hung up.)

So I had the feeling that the world would have its little day of insanity, but then it would end, and everything would go back to normal. And I was able to relax and have fun for the remainder of the day.

So it turns out that the protests turned out pretty much as I expected; a bunch of sloganeers out for a good ol' protestin' day like they heard their parents had back in the Sixties, with such oh-so-clever sentiments as GOD BLESS IRAQ and NO BLOOD FOR OIL. The best that can be said for them, apparently, is that some of them pledged to be open to the idea of war if proof of Iraq's threat were produced. That's the most coherent facet of the whole movement, and the whole movement's credibility will hinge on how that facet gleams when it's turned toward the light. Put up or shut up, in other words.

Meanwhile, France appears to have found a new way to surrender-- devoting tons of government money towards subsidies of mosques, trading the separation of church and state for a little bit of appeasement. Oh, how that warms the cockles of my heart.

All this-- the protests everywhere, the slogans, the vitriol, Saddam's speech thanking his friends on Market Street and the Mall, and so on are contingent upon the US being wrong about Iraq having weapons of mass destruction and a secret nuclear program. We must be wrong, after all. We in the US have such a terrible track record when it comes to choosing sides on big, world-altering issues. We were wrong about rule by royalty, choosing the losing side of democracy. We were wrong about crushing the Confederacy and ending slavery. We were wrong about fascism, it would seem. We were wrong about communism. We continue to be wrong about global markets, socialism, gun freedom, and all those other little things we continue to be so misguided about, while the rest of the world-- who has country-by country made so many right choices over the years when it came to things like Hitler and Stalinism-- gets to lecture us sternly on our inexperienced, presumptuous ways. We can't possibly know what we're doing. Just because the world has eventually come to agree on our values and decisions in just about every major area doesn't mean a thing, you see; America is still wrong, and the rest of the world is right. Because they said so, that's why.

And they say Iraq is peachy-keen. Saddam doesn't have any weapons of mass destruction, they say; and besides, even if he did, which they're not saying he does, he deserves them! Hey, someone's got to give those Yanks the come-uppance they've been cruising for all these many years? Someone's got to take the wind out of their sails! Who do they think they are, traipsing in here and showing the world how a nation goes about being successful and prosperous without ever having to undergo a violent revolution or reversal of any of the basic principles upon which it was founded, ever since the first President took office? Just because it's unique among nations in being the same sort of country today as it was in 1776, does that mean it's doing anything right? Shyeah. As if.

Iraq has no weapons of mass destruction, Cowboy Buddy. Trust us.

Well, we say: No.

I tell ya. If only the world were in more capable hands than ours, huh?

Friday, January 17, 2003
15:59 - Stubbornly San Franciscan

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Well, I'm going to be incommunicado for a few hours-- I'll be up in North Beach for a performance of Beach Blanket Babylon. While the civilized world's opinion of San Francisco crumbles around us, I'll be clinging to one of the most bizarre memes to ever have attempted to define the city experience. Westward ho!

UPDATE: Okay, well, then again... perhaps BBB doesn't so much attempt to define the San Francisco experience as... uh, as just do a bunch of stuff with really huge elaborate hats. Fair enough... now I know better. And I've also got a better idea of the geography of North Beach/Little Italy... which I'm sure will stand me in good stead should I have a need to show someone around.


09:18 - The Fall of iCommunism
http://www.icommune.net/

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The makers of iCommune, an iTunes plug-in which allows users to share music over the network with a group of friends, has just been C&D'ed by Apple Legal.
Uh oh... I just received a "Notice of Breach and Termination of License" letter from Apple, stating that I violated my license to the Device Plug-in API which iCommune uses. For the time being, I'm making the download unavailable, while I try to sort things out with Apple. Sorry about this folks. Any good lawyers in the house?
I have a theory as to what happened, though. I'll echo something I just sent Aziz in e-mail:

What iCommune does is pretty similar to something Apple demoed as part of Jaguar (the ability to auto-discover and share other people's playlists via Rendezvous and stream music over the LAN); but Apple was compelled to back out of it silently under pressure from the RIAA and similar groups. (At least, that's the insinuation that I got out of one of the floor employees at MacWorld.) They called the demo a "technology preview", but I highly suspect that that's not what Jobs and Schiller intended it to be when they showed their playlists popping up on each other's iTunes on stage.

And since iCommune does the same kind of thing, I suspect that maybe Apple is under the same kind of pressure, being made to accept liability for that kind of functionality being added to iTunes. I'll bet the RIAA is already steamed at Apple for banking on the future of MP3s and device-shifting (patently flouting the RIAA's wishes); Jobs came out a while back, while accepting his Grammy for FireWire, firmly on the side of MP3 players and consumer rights. So the RIAA has probably just been waiting for the opportunity to claim that something of Apple's is a music-file-sharing application and put the squeeze on them.

Sure, it's not actually Apple technology that's creating the file-sharing functionality. But I imagine they're worried that if the RIAA were to start poking at them with a sharp stick, what they'd demand would be for iTunes itself to be axed. And that's not a legal battle Apple's interesting in fighting-- not a technological distinction they look forward to proving in court.

It's just speculation, but I think the pieces sorta fit...
Thursday, January 16, 2003
01:53 - Oh, right, it's that time of year again...

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One more thing before I turn in. (Closing time for my inbox just never seems to roll around.)

As most of my friends know, the end of January sees me trying harder than at any other time of the year to dig up pretexts for rebelling against the football-fueled fervor of loud cacophonic whooping caroming its way up the stairs while I hide out in the crawl space. Each year I try a new tack, hoping for better results than last time. Well, here we go-- a little something from a posting on the ever-entertaining Ar-Rahman list:
A Religious Injunction Regarding Football Given by a Particular Jurist

This is an extremely fine matter to comment on. Many jurists, such as Mufti-e-Azam of Pakistan, Moulana Rashid Ahmed Ludhyanwi have gone to the extreme. His point of view is as follows:
Firstly, he defines the words `physical exercise' into two.
a) One which is apparently linked with jihad.
b) And one which has no apparent link.
Mufti Rashid Saheb places football in the latter category. He then goes on to state, "For football to be permissible, due to it being linked with the latter group of physical activities, there are many pre-requital conditions, which need to be studied.
Firstly, there are three conditions:
1. There should be no physical or financial loss.
2. The person who takes part in such activities, himself, should not be encountering any loss, nor those who are participating with him.
3. The aspect of futile entertainment should not be dominant.
For the former two conditions he puts forward two ahaadith from which he puts forward his deductions.
The Holy Prophet has stated:
"Every play from which pleasure is gained is baseless (impermissible) apart from the practicing of bows and the training of horses or playing with his wife. Verily, these are permissible."
I'll be sure to let the guys in the living room know this on Super Bowl Sunday. I'm sure it'll go over real well.

UPDATE: Ayn Rand wouldn't make a very good mufti. (Thanks to Josh Ellison for the link!)


01:35 - Wait a minute

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Curse EyeTV for snagging me a copy of tonight's Home Movies, forcing me to have to watch it time-shifted before collapsing into bed.

And curse Home Movies for having an extra dimension of blinkworthiness, over and beyond the "retro-scripting" ad-lib scene development and the subversiveness of the subtle character interplay for which I'd already come to respect it despite (or perhaps in addition to) the deliberate crudity of the animation and art. I refer to the fact that each of the early episodes, which they're running nightly as part of the across-the-board rollout of the new and massively expanded Adult Swim block, seems to feature a different underground comic as a writer and bit character.

Last night's episode had Shannon, the squeaky-voiced and oddly articulate bully kid with the Dubya-like mind (which I mean in the sense in which Den Beste would mean it-- it's a compliment). That voice definitely sounded familiar, though; sure enough, when the credits rolled, they listed Emo Phillips. Of course! And tonight was the rabid-cat one: So when you're searching for something, don't find it. Because when you find it... it has rabies. And I couldn't help but think that the Rastafarian minister giving the eulogy over Alexandre's funeral in the pet cemetery sounded just like Mitch Hedberg. And lo and behold...

I wonder what other guest-stars I missed noticing the first time around?

00:35 - PunditPundit

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You know all those little questionnaire things you find online that allow you to look up your porn-star name, your Jedi name, your gangsta name, and so on? (According to which I'm respectively known as Christopher Colony, Tiebr Feuki, and Stupid-ass Pond Swimma?)

Well, why not a Blogger Name Generator? You know, like _____Pundit. We'd get such worthy entries as CitricAcidPundit, TartarControlDuffPundit, CrimeanWarPundit, PottedPalmPundit, uh... PakledPundit...

Okay, maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. C'mon, gimme a break.

I guess it seems like it's the night for experimentation. Lileks is doing it, at least-- he's Bleating in blog format this time, and if anyone ought to be able to get away with calling himself SpringfieldPundit or something along those lines, it's him.

(Good show, but I think James forgot to note that when you do things in blog format, you can't do things like make sense and have internal consistency and throw and catch your literary devices. This is like watching Jose Canseco get picked for one of the teams in a Little League game. Or something.)

For my part, even with all the world's events, I couldn't work up a head of steam to write anything today; but I did add a link icon to Dave Hyatt's Safari blog (at right) so I can have some thematic baggage to carry around with me. As a gun-rights supporter who can't tell a Glock from a bottle of Smith & Wesson oil, I'm right out of the running for the more popular blog bumper stickers (at least, popular in the linkage circles in which I seem to travel). So I gotta take what opportunities for personality I can get.

Maybe I should try to put up more "grotto 11" stuff, and maybe even elucidate just what the hell it is that means. (Trust me, you wouldn't be any more enlightened if I told you.)

Or maybe I just need some sleep. Yeah. That sounds like one helluvan idea.

Wednesday, January 15, 2003
18:39 - Lisa, it's your birthday; happy birthday, Lisa
http://204.248.48.2/Main.html

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Thanks to Mike, here's a Lisa fan page. That's the Apple Lisa, the 1983 forerunner of the Mac. The top-end workstation machine to which the original Mac was intended to be the little brother, the entry-level consumer machine.

A fan site for a computer, you say? How far-fetched! Shyeah. Well, okay, how about a 1983 computer that's a fully functional web server?

Lots of cool Lisa info here, showing off the various ways in which the machine can trot along with the computers of today and all their functionality. And this from a computer that's twenty years old this week.

Yeah, but can she get 200 fps on Quake III Arena?

Bahh.

18:17 - What decade is this again?

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Lance and I were down in the Cambrian area of San Jose today over lunch, for reasons which I will probably opt out of clarifying until a little further down the road. This is the area south of I-85, in the Camden Road/Almaden Expwy region. Right up against the southern foothills that rim the Valley. Too far east to be among the artifical yuppie quaintness of Saratoga; too far west to be immersed in the modern sterility of Southeast San Jose, with its wide swathes of recent dot-com-spurred development and its Camazotz of houses trying desperately to look like they have personality.

We stopped by the neighborhood's Round Table Pizza. Now, Round Table is something about which I've rhapsodized numerous times; it's far and away the best chain pizza I've ever had, and it's one of those things the Western US has going for it that even the angriest critics of California must admit are treasures without which the world would be much poorer. If the San Andreas Fault tosses up its hands in surrender and the California coast goes sloughing off into the sea, among all the good-riddance braying from the bloggers we'll see a few discreet tears being shed for In-N-Out, Apple, and Round Table.

One of the things I like best about Round Table, in any case, is the fact that it's in no way a cookie-cutter establishment. Every Round Table is different. Some of them are little holes-in-the-wall in strip malls and downtown urban sidewalk stops; these are often dark inside, like good pizza places in my experience always have been, lit with candles on dark hardwood tables in decaying old booths. Some even have fireplaces. Other Round Tables are newer and less distinctive; they might have free-standing tables or metal chairs, or too much light. It's infinitely variable. And in Southern California, where it's a physical impossibility to get good pizza (I know, I tried for four years), you can find the worst Round Tables ever. Putting lie to the chain's claim to only use fresh ingredients, and to the silly cutesy ads of the 80s with that pallish fat guy with glasses who apparently owned the business, LA's Round Tables tended to have no personality whatsoever and even less quality in the pizza. Dry, poorly spread pepperoni. Brash, stupid sauce. Cheese with that spent-too-much-time-in-the-oven brown blotchiness. Greasy crust.

Pretty much like what you get at most other pizza places, in other words.

Anyway, the Round Table near where I live is one of the less inspired ones. It's in a supermarket/drugstore-type corner strip mall; it's got a fairly sterile interior. The pizza is highly variable. Some days it's excellent (and the best such cases are when I have someone from Boston or elsewhere on the East Coast visiting, and they take a skeptical bite only to be suddenly transported by rapturous waves of spicy sauce and oh-so-perfectly-textured cheese); other days it's uninspired. The place is staffed by high-school kids, mostly.

But this one place off Camden where we spent lunch today... man. I don't know-- it could well be the best one yet. It's not dark like the award-winning one from my youth in Ukiah, with its grinning signed photo of the chain's bespectacled owner behind the bar; instead, the interior is laid out with lots of interesting partitions and wall hangings and other decor. We got a Chicken Rostadoro with a pan crust; I'd never had that one before. It was in the middle of the afternoon, so there weren't any other customers, but when someone-- whose identity I didn't pay any attention to at the time-- came to the table to ask how it was (an unusual event in itself), we fell all over ourselves to tell her how phenomenal it was. I've never had anything quite like it. Hot chunks of roma tomatoes covered with garlic-- mmmh! Yes indeedy.

When we finished, we found ourselves shaking hands with the proprietors: an aged couple with a very thick, indeterminate accent. (They seemed to be from Eastern Europe or somewhere, but there's no telling.) Both were effusive and gushingly friendly. We introduced ourselves and talked about the neighborhood and the pizza and the store. The woman told us they'd just finished remodeling the whole place; I said I'm a fan of Round Table, but that this one really seemed to have something special going for it. She beamed, seemed to be on the verge of tears, and said it's all worth every penny she and her husband have put into it, to keep getting sweet customers like us.

It's a good sign.

17:30 - Someone smell something?

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The other day on NPR I heard a rather odd story. It was a recounting of the events portrayed in a new book out of France, written by (or from the perspective of) someone working with an aid group whose purpose is to find children in Afghanistan who have life-threatening illnesses which can be treated with Western medicine-- such as heart and pulmonary conditions-- and select a few lucky children to be taken to France for the life-saving surgery.

Along the way, though, the kids were to get a taste of good old-fashioned immersive culture-clash. The very kind of traumatic plunge into an utterly alien, painfully decadent and soulless world-- so unlike the honor and purity of the native soil-- that I'd thought had been made to seem so hateful and colonialistic in recent years.

The kids in question, aged 8-12 and thereabouts, obviously had never so much as flown in an airplane. They'd learned some French phrases, which the tale recounts as being the basis of a heartwarming introduction to the kids' new French foster parents. Bonjour, Madame! Merci beaucoup, s'il vous plait! Le plume est sur la table! Precocious, eager to please, obviously intelligent little jewels of human beings. This took place, however, only after the kids had been beseiged by the foster parents advancing on them with open arms, brandishing teddy bears. They'd never seen toys before, let alone adult women wearing t-shirts and jeans. It took ages before they were able to bring themselves to recite their memorized phrases.

Settling in to French life was rocky. The account took pains to point out how the kids refused to eat, pushing away proffered croissants, saying that everything was so strange here-- how could they be sure the food was safe to eat?

The account then shifted to the kids' impressions of urban France. On this front is where the ruminations on culture-clash seemed so surprising. the foster parents took the kids downtown, showed them the crowded plate-glass toy-store display windows, but (the narrator said) the kid in question simply furrowed his brows. This country is so odd, he said. All the houses have roofs. There is no dust, no broken-down buildings. He pondered for a moment; then he brightened. I wonder who built this country? Perhaps whoever it was could help Afghanistan!

Now... I don't know about you, but when I hear stuff like this, I have to wonder just how precocious a kid has to be in order to say the exact things that someone would make up in order to further an agenda of guilt-for-being-Western and shaming-the-rich-West-into-rebuilding-war-torn-bombed-out-Afghanistan. Don't get me wrong: I'm all for doing whatever we can to rehabilitate Afghanistan and any other country where we have had to clean house; it's what we do, and have done, after nearly every war where we've accomplished our aims; besides which, we have a vested interest in making sure the people we've been trying to liberate actually get to keep their newfound opportunity. (We just can't erode their sovereignty in order to do it, or else we'll end up making them feel "occupied", like in South Korea, after the antebellum days have been forgotten.) But-- and maybe I'm just being a cynic here-- it seems just a little too convenient that these sentiments would be falling so irresistibly from the lips of bewildered little heart patients in a land far from home.

I wish I remembered the title of the book in question, so I could get a closer look. Maybe it's entirely legit; I don't know from my offhand recollection. But I'm suspicious of anything that seems to be trying to pluck the strings of the aawwww reflex.
Tuesday, January 14, 2003
14:21 - Put On a Happy Face

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Here's the new banner for the freeway-facing side of 3 Infinite Loop, which they just put up yesterday:



13:47 - Stuff like this
http://www.theregister.co.uk/content/7/28724.html

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On the other hand, Microsoft seems not to be having any trouble coming up with innovative new ways to show what a collective asshole it's capable of being.

They forged a partnership with Sendo, maker of digital phones; Microsoft promised to provide the StingerOS, Sendo promised to deliver the phones, and they'd go to market in summer 2001.

Summer 2001 rolls around; Sendo has the phones, but Microsoft has no StingerOS. But they keep trickling in the money. Time marches on. Sendo gets hung out to dry, with no product to ship; Microsoft keeps stalling.

Finally, Microsoft declares it's never heard of Sendo, and cuts off Sendo's VC funding, driving them bankrupt. But!

"Under the SDMA, in the event of a Sendo bankruptcy, Microsoft would obtain an irrevocable, royalty free license to use Sendo's Z100 intellectual property, including rights to make, use, or copy the Sendo Smartphone to create other to create other Smartphones and to, most importantly for Microsoft, sublicense those rights to third parties."

So Microsoft now has all of Sendo's IP, for free. Did they ever intend to develop StingerOS? Was there ever even anything coded? Did they keep telling the Sendo reps "Oh, sorry, those engineers are all out at Six Flags today," and "Ooh, no, that wing of the building's been blocked off for fire-code inspection"?

They must have been doing something, because now Microsoft has the Orange SPV to promote. With a mysteriously rich background of technology and IP to bolster it.

How anybody can gaze with reverential awe at this company is utterly beyond me.

13:28 - Browser Detente
http://www.punning_pundit.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_punning_pundit_archive.html#873736

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Who ever said the Browser War was over? Sure, maybe the big Netscape-vs-IE siege broke a long time ago, but somehow that's failed to matter much to the other makers of alternative browsers.

What makes it possible for small-time browser makers like Opera and Mozilla (and on the Mac, OmniWeb, Chimera, iCab, and Safari for that matter) to compete for desktop space? Monopoly power at its finest, I'd say. Once IE had "won", there was no more incentive for it to improve. No need to incorporate new features, even if they were useful. As far as Microsoft was concerned, if they'd developed IE to the point where it could marginalize Netscape out of the picture, then it was good enough forever.

Hence bugs like the "images with XML data in the headers cause the entire rest of the browser's process life to hang" thing, which hasn't been fixed in two major versions and seems to be keeping nobody at Microsoft up at night, despite how widespread images created by modern XML-header-writing Adobe software are getting. As Andrew the Punning Pundit says:

IE sucks. It has none of the standard features that I like (pop-up blockers, for instance), encourages some sort of lame-ass I-can’t-believe-its-not-HTML that other browsers can not learn to read, has 2 settings for cookies (on and off) and seems to just beg for security holes to be exploited. On the other wrist: It does file-management. File management is one of the most unsexy things software can do, and it is only a browser function because MS was trying to evade the law, BUT it is just about the most important thing one can do with one’s computer. IE does it, nothing else does. And for that reason alone, it stays on my hard drive.

Not exactly a strong endorsement. This is the purest case of "good enough" that I've seen in a bloody long time, and the strongest endorsement of marketplace competition-- even at the expense of standardization-- to boot.

Because, you know, browsers have not reached the limit of their potential. Many companies are coming up with plenty of good new features and streamlined behaviors for next-generation browsers, as well as ground-up rethinking of certain metaphors that have been efffectively unchanged since the days of Netscape 2.0. Why does every browser handle bookmarks/favorites exactly the same way, with a drop-down menu? Why does every browser have to have a "throbber" which indicates activity and provides a link back to the browser's home page? These are concepts that date back to the heyday of the Big Blue Breathing N, and the fact that they haven't changed since then is not an indication that they can't be improved. Hence Safari's completely different handling of both of those things-- with resultant behavior that I think is a lot better in many ways.

"Don't rock the boat," says Microsoft. "If it ain't broke, don't fix it."

Well, that doesn't tend to fly on the Mac, where IE is much less tied into the system than on Windows (read: not at all). Pretty much every Mac user I know has at least dabbled in another browser at some time, and most actually use something else, whether OmniWeb, Chimera, Mozilla, or Safari. IE is nice and compatible, but it's slow and ugly. It has some nice features that other browsers lack (type-buffering seeking on drop-down menus, auction tracking, sidebar features), but other browsers bring still more to the table: popup-ad blocking, animated-GIF looping control (nice!), regexp-based content-refusal, deep and detailed cookie management, JavaScript debuggers, helper-app configuration that isn't completely brain-dead. Plus speed. Plus gorgeous text rendering. And on it goes.

(It remains unclear whether Microsoft's MacBU has in fact internally end-of-lifed IE for the Mac, or whether such a decision-- if true-- is the cause or the effect of Apple's development of Safari.)

So at least on the Mac side, the browser sampler platter is still pretty well stocked-- more so than it ever has been in the past, in fact-- and almost all the selections have an appeal all their own. OmniWeb looks gorgeous and has the best OS X-ish design, plus the best debugging and information-discovery and content-control tools. Chimera has (possibly) the best rendering engine and nice convenience/privacy features. IE has a solid rendering engine and good navigational features. Safari has speed, rendering accuracy, slick operational concepts, and great looks. Lots of us use more than one of these, each for when we need to take advantage of a particular strength.

Now that website design has become so broadly standardized, compatibility isn't even so much of a problem anymore-- even when talking about stuff like DHTML and CSS. There's nothing new happening on the HTML side of things, which leaves the alternative browsers free to catch up with what's become standard practice. The marginal benefit of using IE for compatibility's sake is growing thinner and thinner, and there's nothing to hand Microsoft an advantage in that field anytime soon. So for any company or organization willing to put in the effort, there's some market share out there to be had. Browser users (particularly on the Mac) tend to treat browsers like chairs; they'll keep trying new ones, shifting around until the ass-groove is just-so, then getting up and trying the next one, until they find just the right one that suits their posterior. And if Microsoft isn't willing to go the distance and respond to the shapes of people's butts, fine-tuning and tweaking and improving, then other chair makers will rise to the challenge.

This is one of the odd, intangible benefits of using a minority platform. There's always excitement. There's always hope. There's never complacency or resignation. The war never really ended here.



UPDATE: Kris forwards me a CNET story on Safari and the reasoning behind using KHTML instead of Gecko for the rendering engine. It's a great read, full of little details that CNET seems to have done a good job in getting right. Sounds as though Apple's choice of KHTML was the right one, considering the reaction of some of the Gecko team members:

"I guess I'm supposed to be mortally offended--or at least embarrassed--that they went with KHTML instead of our Gecko engine, but I'm having trouble working up the indignation," wrote Mike Shaver in a Web log posting. "We've all known forever that Gecko missed its 'small-and-lean' target by an area code, and we've been slogging back towards the goal, dragging our profilers and benchmarks behind us, for years."

Shaver, who left Netscape three years ago but retained his position on the small Mozilla staff, said that in Apple's shoes he might have made a similar decision.

"If I had to write a new browser, and I was going to have to touch the layout code in a serious way, I would think about Mozilla alternatives," Shaver wrote. "I really, really hope that Mozilla will learn from Safari/KHTML, because they've done a lot of great work in about a tenth of the code."

That's certainly forthright. And it's further proof, to me at least, that Apple has its head screwed on straight when making sure that its technical decisions are the right ones rather than whatever's politically most expedient.



UPDATE: On second thought, maybe the article isn't as responsible a piece of journalism as it seemed; MozillaZine has the scoop on cheesed-off and misquoted developers.


Monday, January 13, 2003
18:24 - Okay, joke's over
http://www.robgalbraith.com/diginews/2003-01/2003_01_07_macpc.html

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Via Den Beste (though it's all over the Mac boards)-- here's a very detailed benchmark test suite done by a professional digital photographer, comparing the fastest Macs available to a couple of top-end PC laptops. He's doing all kinds of conversions and filtering and image manipulations, and the Macs find themselves dressed in shorts and t-shirts at a tuxedo party.

What's more, the author-- Rob Galbraith-- is a Mac-head. He understands all about the Mac mystique, the Megahertz Myth, and all the cultish vibes you get in a crowd with a few hundred other Mac people in line for an Apple Store opening, or with a few thousand other Mac people at a MacWorld. He's no Mac-basher. He's just honest.

Now, I've been saying for quite a while now that speed is not something that Apple can claim as a prime marketing bullet point. They've backed off significantly on the superlatives over the past year; even Jobs apparently realizes that there's not even any vapor in the tank when he stomps on the "Shorter Pipelines is Better" pedal. Hence the 970 project, which had better come to fruition sooner than later. Because we're on the edge of a meltdown here. The new PowerBooks and iLife will tide us over for maybe six months, but beyond that-- it's got to be more megahertz, or Apple gets put back in the pariah box.

What's encouraging is that there's a lot of really good discussion in forums attached to this article, with lots of very techno-savvy people discussing the ramifications of these findings. That in itself isn't what's encouraging; what's good is that so many of the posters are avowed PC people, who nonetheless get the Mac. They cite not only the coolness of the industrial design, but the genuine quality of the LCD screens, the design of the iMac, the indispensability of ColorSync (though many seem to think that similar technology must exist on Windows-- sorry, not the case), and most importantly of all: the importance of software/hardware integration and the UI design on the iApps and other software. They might be PC users tried and true, but not a one of them is derisive of Apple. They see what's good about Apple in the face of doom, rather than seeing only what's bad about Apple in the face of coolness (as is so often lamentably the case).

It's this kind of mutual respect that I think has a chance to hold things together until the 970-based machines get here. People know about the new chips; they realize they're on the way. But more importantly, they understand that Apple's strength is not simply in raw speed and power; it never has been. They understand that what Apple does bring to the table-- a vision for what user-interface should be, and for how to run a company that sacrifices market-share for the sake of deeply felt ideals-- is worth having around. To quote "otto" from the comments:
If Apple is indeed on a backslide, I have to say that it doesn´t amuse me as a pc user, because the tough competition they put up is one reason for the incredible personal computer development we have seen in these past 15 years.
Yeah. And if this is the attitude of respect that Apple's fostered in the PC community through this rather astonishing marathon comeback they've staged in the past five years since Jobs' return, then they can be proud indeed. And it may have been the right decision, too, if Jobs had seen this situation coming years ago, which he may in fact have done. It might all be part of the plan.

Imagine: You're Steve Jobs, and the year is 1998. You know that Motorola is standing on a downward slope, they're falling behind Intel, and you know that they're not going to leapfrog to the fore with no reason to make microprocessors except to power Macs. Apple makes what amount to boring beige boxes, no better outwardly than the PCs they're up against. They cost a lot more, yet their software and hardware hasn't done much that's exciting or revolutionary in years. What do you do?

First things first: You release some computers that make the world trip over their feet and fall flat on their faces. That would be the translucent ("visible") iMac and its candy-colored second-gen iterations. Sure, they aren't all that exciting inside; they even include a few controversial excisions, like the floppy drive. Instead, it's a machine that embraces the Internet and USB; it's a small, feature-lean, almost portable computer that's sexy and cute and has personality; it's no speed demon, but it can be expanded via this new hot-swappable port format, and it looks good enough to appear in every movie that wants to look techno-cool in 1999-2000. Much of the feedback is negative and derisive; but that's par for the course. (Even bad publicity is still publicity.) But still more of the feedback is positive or indirectly bandwagoning; the other manufacturers all take note and start doing translucent and candy-colored equipment, and soon it spreads to non-computer devices too, from lamps to water coolers. And most importantly: Apple is back on the map.

But that's just the first step. While the world is poking and prodding at the honeypot that is the iMac, you get to work on the lifecycle of the new G4 processor: something that you know from Day One will be Motorola's last desktop-computer microprocessor. You map out a four-year period during which you will milk the G4 for all it's worth, and then some. You realize that it will be overextended; but you know this is the price you pay when you're given the hand you're dealt, inheriting a company that never chose to jump ship to a different CPU in the early 90s. So you've got the G4; you deliberately plan out the milestones to be widely spaced and modest, and you send out all the feelers you possibly can. You forge alliances in the shadows. You make appeals and counter-offers. You keep an iron in Motorola's fire, just to keep them aware of the importance to Apple of the lifeline of the G4 that they hold in their corporate hands. And sooner or later, you know, you'll find someone who's willing to play ball. Maybe SGI. Maybe Sun. Maybe IBM. Yeah. IBM; that's the ticket.

The iMac's appeal will wear thin, though, you realize; and so you whip the cover off a much bigger project, one that's designed to restore not so much Apple's presence as the savvy public's respect for Apple: OS X. You know that most people think Macs are toys, and the iMacs didn't help that any. You've played the iMac card, and it did its job. But now your task is to prove that Apple really can set its mind to something that will make everybody from Redmond to Slashdot blink audibly a few times and start to keep a few cycles available each day to pay attention to what Apple's doing.

Out comes OS X, and it's a rocky start in many ways-- but a resounding success in many others. It takes a while to shake off the fetters of the old system, but eventually it happens. And by the time that's done-- only a year or two-- assuming you put all your resources where they need to go, and make all the right decisions with this new OS, you've got yourself a ready-made audience in the computing public: people who respect a well-made UNIX, people who will forgive a company its past role as a doddering also-ran if it actually manages to pull off the impossible: a sneaky stealth end-run that puts a real, live, non-crippled, honest-to-God UNIX on the desks of millions of everyday men and women. To the mind of the idealistic UNIX geek, Apple's balls in slipping UNIX in under the door, there to self-inflate like a punch-clown, are basketball-sized. And that's something they respect. It's a piece of political maneuvering that appeals to anybody who has harbored a secret desire not to see Windows ruling every computer on the planet, and to anybody who has wished to see UNIX get a foothold in corporate America and the chance it deserves to compete against Microsoft in a fair fight. And this isn't just rhetoric, either, or the repackaging of ready-made technology; not just anybody can do this, after all. It takes a company like Apple to turn UNIX into an OS for the masses. It takes years of work, thousands of mythical man-months, and every drop of the intensity with which Apple's visionaries adhere to their ideals about computing in order to pull this off. And pull it off you can.

But that's not all you have to do. You have to make OS X into something that attracts people in a way that Windows doesn't. You need to find an angle, something you can do with your whole-widget engineering approach that Wintel PC makers can't. You need to appeal to a certain kind of "lifestyle", something that will present a genuine value to people browsing casually through malls. Something that nobody's really been able to do before; something that you're in a unique position to tackle. How about, say, for instance... digital media? You've got this FireWire thing kicking around; that can do for high-speed media transfer what USB did for peripherals. You've got Unique File IDs and a robust meta-data-rich filesystem; use that to create a new breed of applications that let people interact with their media without the need for non-intuitive metaphors. Launch Internet services that encourage people to use these new applications to create digital media of their own, and share it with the world. Make an MP3 player that takes advantage of all these things and is cool enough to become an icon in its own right; make it available to Windows users if it gains enough mindshare. Empower people. Give them what they want. Give them more than what they want. Make things possible. Make them want more from their computers. And deliver that too.

Again, all this is still smoke and mirrors. You know the G4 is still sluggish; it's getting passed by on the inside track, first on the merit of raw numbers with their semi-meaningful implications, and then on the merit of actual real-world benchmarks that can't be disputed. But by the time that second black flag gets thrown, you'll have re-established yourself. You'll be a real, valuable brand. You'll be a cool company. You'll be a desirable commodity. You'll be something that people want in order to be seen with it. And if you've got that, you've got the public's forgiveness for that bitterly crucial six-month-to-a-year window during which you have to develop the new hardware platform with which you will save your company's butt.

Now, granted-- that's all in the future. This is 1998, remember? Maybe none of this will ever come about. But you've got to proceed on the gamble that it will, and you have to play on the strengths of your company-- the things it does best-- to develop that goodwill for when you need a cushion of time in order to do the things your company does less well. Want to rehabilitate a run-down section of a city? First gentrify a neighborhood, then another. Get people coming back. Get some funding. Get some face-time. Get some "turnaround" headlines. And then, when you've built up some brownie points, cash 'em in on the dirty work: the real cleanup. The industry. The environmental disasters. The human misery. Those aren't sexy projects that you can undertake when you don't have the people's goodwill behind you; but if you parlay your PR properly, you can do a lot of it on credit after all.

This is all speculation. Maybe it has nothing to do with what's been going on in Jobs' head for the past five years. Maybe he's been sitting in his immaculate office, playing with those little dangly-steel-balls-in-a-row things and thinking the world is beating a path to his door, and wondering why he sees so few mentions of Apple in the Mercury News. But somehow what I've seen lately is a little more encouraging than that.

I think Apple does have a plan. They've pulled off so much cool stuff over the past few years that I simply can't believe it not to be the case. A company with no plan and no direction doesn't make iApps and iPods and 17-inch laptops; it doesn't explicitly set out to piss off Microsoft and Adobe with competitor products; it doesn't push itself beyond the extra mile each time it releases something new. There's a method under all this madness. And I'm not at all prepared to believe that CPU speed is not part of the long-term master plan.

Time will tell, indeed. But it just had better not be much time.

UPDATE: Den Beste has some appropriately depressing facts and figures. I still say they don't tell the whole story, but then, neither does a lit candle outside Infinite Loop.


09:51 - The Future is Already Installed
http://www.lileks.com/bleats/archive/03/0103/010303.html#011303

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Whoo. Lileks has devoted most of today's Bleatage to detailing his experience with a piece of benighted PC movie-editing software. Usually he seems to try to keep the direct specific software-fisking of post-iApp PC software to oblique sidelong references, and I don't blame him; given his experiences, and those of any Mac user who knows, who knows from first-hand experience that there is a better way than the fighting and swearing and throwing up of hands in frustration reported over drinks by one's dinner partners... and given the all-too common reaction of said dinner partners if you meekly raise your hand and say, "Um... 'scuse me, but... Macs aren't like that," he has every reason to be discreet about it like we've all learned to be in order to maintain mealtime civility and avoid getting a "ETYLOCAM" branding iron in the ass.

But the iMovie-pretender software he talks about, it seems to me, is the kind of thing to bring a guy's defenses down, come hell or derision. Software like this does that to a guy. This is the product of a wasted afternoon devoted to learning useless crap about an application that shouldn't have any such useless crap to learn about it, if it had been designed properly. And yet, it's interesting: so many PC users are so resigned to this kind of wrestling with their software, on a daily basis, that it doesn't make them anywhere near as pissed-off as someone steeped in Mac software gets when venturing into that world, armed with some technical know-how but handicapped by a presumption-- completely flawed in the PC world, it seems-- that the software maker is not malicious, that the app developers aren't trying to take out their own frustrations on the user, that the companies in question actually want to help the user do something.

It's a perfectly reasonable assumption out here in the ghetto, but it leads to nuclear explosions of the head when you cross over. And, oddly, it's the PC users who are afraid of the unaccustomed weirdness of Macs, not the other way around.

Brooks' The Mythical Man-Month talked about how software development flouted the traditional rules of manufacturing and R&D, how if you threw more men at a job, it became more late, not less-- largely because software is something that only highly savvy individuals with an intimate knowledge of other highly savvy individuals' areas of expertise can produce, where cooperation and willingness to code to a standard must wrestle with each engineer's personal flair and cleverness. No semi-skilled labor here. It's a bunch of mavericks all trying to write to their own visions of the future, and the more such people you fling into an already-late project, it'll just make it worse.

Eventually every manager and CS student in the world had read that book, and it became standard operating practice. But it still only addressed the side of developing functionality, shipping on time, that sort of thing. Its lessons-- that software is something inherently different, that has to be developed with priorities that aren't obvious or intuitive to the manager-- haven't been taken to heart yet in so much of the computer industry, in the areas of usability and design. Software makers still seem to assume that focusing on user-interface, writing software that abstracts itself toward enabling an ability rather than on remaining software that the user has to learn, is still a luxury that's unnecessary to invest in. And they're right, really, because the PC market doesn't follow Brooks' observations either: it moves and ebbs and flows based on price and feature set, qualities that seem intuitively obvious to most consumers as being of paramount importance, because they are of paramount importance in every other kind of product. And what that leads to, tragically, is companies that write software toward the goals of price and feature set while shelving the whole making it easy and enjoyable to use and obscuring unnecessary technical esoterica from the user chimaerae. They're not necessary. Customers will learn to cope. They'll buy the software 'cause it's cheaper and has more checkboxes and more function buttons on the main screen; sure, they'll only use the software once and then abandon their digital filmmaking careers. But that's not our concern! We just gotta sell 'em that one boxed copy and make it just useful enough that he'll feel too guilty to return it for a refund.

Computers are something different. They have to be treated differently. Price and checkboxes will only get you a half-solution, and traditional solutions on the R&D end will only solve more price-and-checkboxes problems. Not the usability problem.

In order to create usability, you've got to invest in UI development-- an enterprise that probably won't directly earn you any money, because most of the industry's consumers don't buy software based on usability, much though they might caw about wanting software to be "easy". (People get software with their scanners or cameras, and that's what they learn to use. Or don't.) You've got to make the decision to write not to the known money-making goals of price and checkbox items, but instead to the intagible goal of making the software do stuff intuitively and correctly. Now, this won't necessarily make your company any more money, and it'll cost a lot. It's not necessarily good business. But it is what serves the customer, whether it be good business or not. To put it into "prisoner's dilemma" terms, you've got to "collaborate" in order to serve the customer; you've got to take a hit for the team. You've got to invest in an area where it's not intuitively beneficial to the company to invest. And if all the companies in the world did that, they'd be subject to being undercut by one company that "cheated"-- selling software that it chose to write toward price and checkboxes. Guess which product customers will buy?

A company that chooses to stick to the intangibles and make products that only 5% of the public can properly appreciate is "collaborating" even when the whole rest of the world is "cheating"; they know they're dooming themselves to a tiny sliver of the market. But they do have the right idea, and as long as they continue to exist, there's some reason to believe there's hope for the industry-- that some people, some engineers and managers and designers in the field, do care enough about usability and serving the consumer as to forgo large market share and profits in favor of those elusive ideals.

People wonder why we Mac users are so obnoxiously self-satisfied and smug when we talk about this sort of thing. Well, I'm sure everybody's been in some position or other at some point in life where you see that Hey! Everybody's doing everything all wrong! Can't they see that?! -- and yet you can't wave your arms and yell enough to get anybody's attention. The best you can hope for is to be called a troublemaker, a rabble-rouser, a malcontent, some snobby geek who's living in a dream world.

But you can't just remain silent, knowing what you know, can you?
I'll say this for his machine, though: if he ever wants to back up that 3.3 GB movie file on floppy disks, he's all set.
Yep. It's sure got that checkbox nailed.
Sunday, January 12, 2003
02:29 - Adult Swim is Reborn

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Ahh yes. Tonight begins the new, refreshed, second-generation version of Adult Swim on Cartoon Network. And I'm ready to EyeTV it all. (Screenshots! Instant screenshots! They are mine, all mine! Bwa ha haah!)

This is the Adult Swim that has scored Futurama for its lead-off position, and is starting the whole thing tonight-- apparently-- from the premiere episode. Now I'll be able to catch up on all the gems I missed out on while I was so fortuitously at college and away from access to TV.

On top of that, they've launched a whole new look for the block: gone is the familiar "old people in a pool" interstitial-card selection. Now they have newly-done-up "coming up" spots for each individual show, with the characters from that show featured as parts of twisted versions of those emergency-techniques posters you find in public pools. Brak's Heimlich Maneuver rapidly devolves into a "Ride 'em, cowboy!" Ahh, yes. I approve. Life is good! Everybody dance! Yaaay!

And it was a good Sunday overall, too. Saw The Two Towers again; charged up the Silver Creek Valley Road hill with a friend (and gathered me eyes-- or, rather, some sweet landscape photos of the clouds and the sunset); and managed to avoid the day's incessant marathon of football that took over the living room. Hey, escape is wherever you make it.

So, yeah-- there hasn't been much in the way of blogging this weekend, though, and for that I feel that twinge of compulsion to apologize. But, hey-- sometimes we all gotta just kick back and do some serious heavy-duty recharging.

Ooh, Mission Hill. I'll get back to you.

Friday, January 10, 2003
02:44 - Culture, Doing No Harm
http://arstechnica.com/wankerdesk/03q1/mwsf/mwsf-1.html

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Ars Technica, as brought to my attention by Steven Den Beste, serves up a scathing report on the hallucinatory free-for-all that is MacWorld in a "WankerDesk" article written from the perspective of one of those Mac fanatics who's not so serious about it as to be unable to point and laugh into a mirror.

It's deliciously politically-incorrect; it's infuriating and uproarious at the same time, and thoroughly enjoyable if you make sure to put on a divide-by-zero suit and keep a bottle of chill-pills handy.

Gays: Ignore the guy that was snap-kicked out of the picture and think about this: New York and San Francisco have the largest homosexual populations as percentage in the country. Where are the Macworld Expos held? The truth will finally be out of the closet should Macworld pull out of New York, so to speak, and, rather than return to Boston, move to the third gayest city: Lakewood, Ohio. Strange, but true, the North Coast burb is the best kept secret in the bath house. How do I know? I was born there. And what's wrong with being gay? It's the ultimate juvenile PC slur, so why not embrace it? By the way, though the guy in the picture might look gay, he is obviously not...powder blue and primary colors, I think not, and leotards and boxers?shudder. The gay Mac user is about as harmless as you can get and should be treated with respect, while avoiding discussion of sexual practices...unless we are talking lesbians like in Mulholland Drive. Those chicks should have a booth and a QT streaming setup.
I wonder, though, if the author (Jade) realizes that the picture accompanying this paragraph-- the one of the guy in the leotarded butterfly suit-- is the MSN mascot.

Anyway, the conclusion paragraph of this piece, where the author tries to pin to a board just what the whole Mac "thing" is all about, is pretty much spot-on:
I both watched the keynote and did not watch the keynote, and by that I mean I watched other attendees like myself, too poor or too cheap for an auditorium seat, watching The Steve on a QT stream and wondering what next. They cheered Safari. We cheered the PowerBooks. It was strange. A very great human being, Clive Staples Lewis, once posited that, at best, culture should do no harm. He looked very suspiciously upon those activities and diversions by which we while away the hours of our days, and yet he was not so sure of the place of culture, and its bastard pop-culture, to reason them utterly destructive. I liked being with all these people who liked the same thing I did, who waited with anticipation for one more thing, and did it really hurt anyone? I think not. That is why Mac, too.
I had my own nomination categories for notable features of the show as well (Chris and I went up to the festivities for a couple of hours today), to say nothing of a set of useless observations and justifications for having a camera along:


The info kiosks that dot the streetcorners all around the Market area of downtown SF had this design on them. I always wonder: how do they handle the secrecy on the first day? Do they wait until the Stevenote is over, then send out runners to whisk the black cloths off of 300 kiosks in a ten-block radius?


The show floor. The edges of the exhibit halls had been pulled in a little from last year-- the really small exhibitors seemed fewer in number-- but the bigger exhibitors, like HP and FileMaker and Canon, seemed to have bigger and more robust showpieces. The expo even seemed a bit more lively and energetic than last year; and hey, there was good reason. Last year's big thing was the iMac, but that was about it; the year before was when things like the TiBook and the SuperDrive were announced, and things were hopping that year.


The 17" PowerBook banner stretched across most of the Moscone Center entryway.


Life-size stand-up poster of Apple's two newest soulless shills. I shoulda had Chris stand next to it. That guy is really huge. And that guy is really small.


The two new PowerBook models in relation to my head. But the centibrianhead is not widely accepted as a standard unit of measure.


This is that dorktastic "easel" display at the Corel pavilion, which Jade mentioned. Okaaay, we get the cute metaphor. How about some technology that actually makes it somewhat real?


Exhibitor Most Confused About Its Whereabouts: Andersen Windows & Doors. (Actually the guys in this booth explained that Andersen's elegant wood designs actually go very well with the Mac visual aesthetic, and people with money to burn on Macs tend also to like designer windows and doors. Apparently they've been collecting a brisk trade in contacts. Hey, far be it from me to argue!)


And... Most Oxymoronic Exhibit of the Expo.


Here's that "iGo" thing. Check this out. It has stainless steel frame members the exact same thickness and shape as the neck of the iMac itself; it has round cups for the speakers, a keyboard/mouse tray, and a hemispherical platform for the machine itself that completes the iMac's base's sphere as well as lighting the keyboard. It rolls, too. Check out the white chairs and the white clothes and surgically sterile white smile on the exhibitorette; I felt like I was in Sleeper, or maybe THX1138.


Racked Xserves and Xserve RAID. You have no idea what these things look like in action unless you've seen them in person; the camera simply doesn't do them justice. The lights are deep rich blues and greens and oranges, and they make the boxes literally light up like animated Christmas trees. When the Xserve RAID's central two columns of blue lights go pegging up toward the top under heavy access load, you feel like you're in command of NORAD or Jurassic Park or something. Note: We couldn't open up the back of the cabinet to get a close look at the superfly cable-management arms on the Xserves, because (the guy on duty said) the Xserve RAID, which is just a technology preview at this stage, is using some kind of super-secret FiberChannel card that they don't want people taking pictures of and posting on their blogs. Okay, fine-- fair enough. It'd better rock, though, guy, because Apple owes me a photo-op.

Speaking of technology previews, though-- I talked to one of the iApp specialists at the alley where all the new iLife apps were being test-driven (I am so seriously looking forward to iMovie 3, by the way-- and less so, but still significantly, to iPhoto 2); I wanted to know what the story was with that nifty Rendezvous/iTunes feature that Steve and Phil showed off as part of the Jaguar pre-release hype. You know-- where they could each have iTunes open, and both machines would recognize each other via Rendezvous as they came within range, and share their playlists with each other and stream the audio between them over AirPort. This feature was notably absent in Jaguar or in iTunes 3; the guy clarified for us that the feature was really just a "technology demo", not intended for actual release (because iChat wasn't out yet, and other uses for Rendezvous weren't particularly sexy). On top of which is the potential stickiness about how the RIAA would react to software that let you stream music unfettered through the air. (This, I'm led to believe, was the real stumbling block-- and thus it will remain for the foreseeable future. Damn and blast. But I understand Apple's decision.)

But at any rate, for the couple of hours's worth of the expo that I saw, it certainly seemed to be hoppin'. If the primary purpose of the event were to gather people together to sing Kumbaya over their Macs, without any of the lucrative potential business contacts that drive the attendance of the big-name exhibitors and their showy dedication to the Mac philosophy (at least in the light under which they exhibit at this particular event), it would still be pretty darn successful. And as it is, it's seemingly every bit as vibrant as it needs to be in order to keep this ol' barge trundling along. Pod People and Forsakens and Portable Losers or no, this honestly isn't so much a cult as it is an industry, and one that it's hard to deny being excited about watching, once you're in on the floor.

But Jade's right: a little reality-distortion-field-induced irrational exuberance never hurt anybody either.

20:49 - Long Overdue Safari Update
http://www.apple.com/safari

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There's a new Safari beta out-- b51. God damn, it took them forever to get this release out the door.

SSL works now, for what I think is the biggest showstopper bug that's fixed. I'm not sure what else has changed, as there doesn't seem to be a changelog in the package anywhere. But the CSS1 test suite problem-- namely, that it doesn't recognize the "text/html" MIME type properly in CSS (something Dave Hyatt knows about), is not fixed yet. So it'll be another agonizing three days before that's fixed, probably.


Anyway-- while downloading the new beta, watch the "Downloads" monitor window. Keep an eye on the status messages, after it finishes transferring the .dmg disk image file. Watch how it displays all the Disk Copy status messages right in the Downloads window, such as "Displaying software license agreement" and "Mounting", after which it mounts the resulting application object on the desktop and replaces the .dmg file in the Downloads window with the final product. So you're left with a single clean entry, and no interim archive file to worry about.

(You can prevent it from doing this, by the way, by turning off the "Open 'safe' files after downloading" option in the General preferences.)

Squeee!

09:51 - Nice little feature

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Make sure to turn on the Status Bar in Safari. It's what gives you visibility into what you mouse-over, but it's off by default.

But I just noticed that it tells you whether the link will open in a new window or not. It changes depending on what the TARGET attribute says, and on what modifier keys you're pressing. How come nobody else has done this?

09:29 - Make no mistake! Okay, maybe a few.
http://www.lssu.edu/banished/current/default.html

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Judson forwards me this list of LSSU's Banished Words for 2003. I'm gonna be looking forward to these every year; last year's were lots of fun as well. Give it a look; I absolutely agree with the nominations of "Make no mistake", as well as "Extreme" (you listening, Apple? Better than Togo's, though, who say "Make your lunch extreeeeeme! ... which means putting avocado on your sandwich), and "as per".

Judson would add "At the end of the day" and "the fact of the matter". Yeah, good call. (Hey, maybe "good call" should be in there too.)

As for myself, I'd love to see a ban on the inappropriate use of "apropos", which outnumbers appropriate usage in the media by about 90/10. But I disagree with the inclusion of "branding"-- while it sounds like a hijacked term being used for a trumped-up purpose, I'd argue that it actually means something concrete these days, a whole branch of business. Someone on NPR yesterday was talking about the difference between a "brand" and a "company"-- the former is fun, hip, and has loyal customers; the latter is work, boring, and has employees and shareholders. Might be the only way to save the New Economy companies from falling prey to a new return to strict control of non-work-related conversation and activities and lax dress codes and work hours, as is already happening in a German design firm, under the tutelage of a woman whose book Fun is Out is apparently taking the business world by storm.

I'll keep my friendly work environment and my "branding", thank you very much.
Thursday, January 9, 2003
03:12 - Next Stop: Premium Blend

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A while back, I noted the marked lack in the Islamic world of that staple of modern society that we take so much for granted here and now, self-effacing humor. I said (or implied) that a social group has only really "arrived" when it produces a universally-known celebrity figure who uses self-referential humor to mock his very group, and thus to validate its strength and resiliency. If you know your group can stand up to the acid test of a home-grown stand-up comic's roasting, then you give it that roasting and let the world see how well it does. I wondered where the Muslim version of Chris Rock, Ellen DeGeneres, and Yakov Smirnoff was.

Well, just now I got an e-mail from Shahed of the alt.muslim newsgroup/website; he passed me two links as evidence of Muslim comics who are gaining an appreciative following. The first one has a number of links to various comics and humor sites, inclding a Muslim version of The Onion. (Really.) And the other one focuses on comedienne Shazia Mirza, whose act evidently is a big hit in Europe (particularly in Germany, where audiences reportedly like her because she reminds them of Hitler; ohh-kay).

Mirza's background necessitates finding new ground - after all, you can't do many gags about being drunk and stoned when your religion demands abstention - and the material based on that culture is easily the strongest. She does have other gags that do not rely on her faith, but these are not always as assured.

Interesting. I'd like to see this.

02:38 - FireWire 800-- more than the sum of two 400's

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CapLion had the following to say about FireWire 800, as included in the new RealUltimatePowerBook:

By the by.. I recall you wondering why firewire 800 needs a different connector. It does because there are nine pins, and it uses an optical interface.

Biggest difference: Cable ranges over 100 meters.

It was designed primarily to fill the need of producers who run digital studios, and need cable runs longer than 5 meters, with no signal degradation.

It also has double the usable bandwidth of USB2, with no cable EM noise. Aaah, elegance.

It's quite surreal to plug a FireWire hard drive into a FireWire video camera and have it download it's data. What computer? :)

He also told me that FireWire 800 can be looped; you can do something like:



So if a cable link goes down somewhere in the loop, you'd still have access to both devices. You can also terminate the loop to a second machine, and share the devices between the machines. (The devices can be FW400 devices too.)

Of like is me.

02:24 - "Missiled about Islam?"

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While I was down in Atlanta over the weekend, I saw that at the LaVista Road exit near where my brother lives, there's a huge billboard towering over the freeway interchange. Against a backdrop of a US flag, it said in enormous letters, "Misled about Islam?" (My brother's wife said she always sees that first word as "Missiled" for some reason.)

The billboard was an ad for the site WhyIslam.org, and purported to present the facts regarding Islam as a countermeasure against the ill-founded rumors and assumptions being spread in the post-9/11 world. This is the kind of thing I've been hoping to see for a long time: an "outreach" site with large, mainstream advertisement, presenting a clear message for average-Joe consumption.

And I checked out the site; as a matter of fact, it does seem to be what it claims to be. It's nice and friendly, speaking to an American non-Muslim audience, and seems to make a game attempt to be fair and balanced in the facts it presents. Certainly the face it puts on Islam is a very smiley one, but I suppose that's par for the course.

I found myself thinking, though: How far would I have to look through the site before I ran into the inevitable moral-equivalence rhetoric? How many clicks does it take to get to the center of an Islamic outreach website? One... two-hoo-hoo... thrrree...

Turns out the answer is one. Click on the "More>>>" link at the bottom of the main page, and you get an essay centered on the following charming sentiment:

The word terrorism came into wide usage only a few decades ago. One of the unfortunate results of this new terminology is that it limits the definition of terrorism to that perpetrated by small groups or individuals. Terrorism, in fact, spans the entire world, and manifests itself in various forms. Its perpetrators do not fit any stereotype. Those who hold human lives cheap, and have the power to expend human lives, appear at different levels in our societies. The frustrated employee who kills his colleagues in cold-blood or the oppressed citizen of an occupied land who vents his anger by blowing up a school bus are terrorists who provoke our anger and revulsion. Ironically however, the politician who uses age-old ethnic animosities between peoples to consolidate his position, the head of state who orders “carpet bombing” of entire cities, the exalted councils that choke millions of civilians to death by wielding the insidious weapon of sanctions, are rarely punished for their crimes against humanity.

Sigh.

But aside from that, the site is pretty even-handed, and in any case I'm glad to see that this kind of outreach is taking place, even though I had to go to Georgia to find it. I wonder why that is? I'm sure it isn't simply that huge billboards are more common down there...

19:47 - Bring On the Cultural Studies

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It was only a matter of time after the hippie movements of the 60s became the subject of master's theses by people who were too young to have lived through it.

Now, it seems, it's become the "in thing" in journalism and academia to latch onto any old phenomenon/fad/movement and elevate it to the level of Transcendentalism or Socratic philosophy.

I refer to the report which was on NPR this afternoon, on All Things Considered, on otaku-- anime fans. It centered on the manga-zine Shonen Jump, which is launching a US-produced, fully English-language edition (though it still reads right-to-left, so as not to offend the purists) to sell to a new generation of anime consumers in the West.

Now, this is fine: I have no problem with anime as a genre or an art form. I myself don't like the art style-- it's a point against any given anime show or movie, not a point in favor of it, and I'll watch a good piece of anime in spite of the art style, as long as the story is good. The anime I enjoy most is the stuff that doesn't look so much like anime: Miyazaki films, Cowboy Bebop, that sort of thing.

But what I don't understand is this: Why is it that what so many people absolutely adore about anime, even among the supposedly intellectual youth who make up the biggest lump in the money-to-be-made distribution curve, is so pathetically insipid?

Maybe the report was focusing on the wrong part of the anime convention it covered; it wouldn't be the first time. But in quoting its financial figures for the mainstreaming of anime, it cited the fact that what we now had was a generation who had spent their pre-teen years watching Pokémon... and now they'd outgrown it, and now were watching Yu-Gi-Oh, which obviously is a much more grown-up show.

Um. 'Scuse me? Do these journalists realize what Yu-Gi-Oh is? It's a show about a bunch of kids who have duels using magical playing cards. Playing cards. As in, cards that you can go and buy and collect. Each episode (though I'll admit only to having seen a brief glimpse) is just another set of duels, with canned power-up sequences and florid taunting language and statistics that make it clear which cards to buy-- no story any deeper than that. No grander vision. It's an even more blatant piece of manufactured merchandising pap than Pokémon was, and that's saying something. Coupled with the report's characterization of the anime convention being filled with 15-to-17-year-olds blowing their life savings on Yu-Gi-Oh stuff, this thing even makes the "Chinpokomon" episode of South Park look like yesterday's news.

And naturally, the whole otaku movement was being presented as the Next Big Thing: in an onrush of sociopolital irony, today's disaffected youth are reaching out for a non-American art form to call their own, a culture that's patently alien to adopt instead of the bland and boring one they were spoon-fed before the Saturday-morning saviors came to call. Now they have a generational identity! They have a language all their own! They have a culture that's defined as a wilful mixture of influences, and isn't that remarkable? Isn't that meaningful? Isn't this somehow a microcosm of our whole lack-of-direction-as-a-people-in-the-world-community thing? Can we write our master theses on this yet?

Now, far be it from me to rag on the devotees of some obsession that I don't understand, nor on their self-fulfilling behavior at conventions full of like-minded souls. Believe me, I understand it all too well.

But I'm just at a loss to understand one little thing: When was it that I became so old and out of touch with the minds of my fellow human beings that I can't even begin to comprehend the attraction of something utterly vapid that makes slobbering acolytes out of otherwise fully functional humans of at least average intelligence? When did Yu-Gi-Oh become a surrogate for C.S. Lewis or Walden?

14:04 - Pilgrim's Progress

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Safari may have a long way to go before it's ready for prime-time, but it's already overcoming its initial limitations by leaps and bounds-- it's only been out for two days, and apparently most of the biggest rendering/CSS issues have already been addressed in the internal builds.

This is largely thanks to the unaccustomed transparency with which Apple has flung itself into the Safari project. (And I'm not talking about the Quartz kind.) Via LGF comes Dave Hyatt's blog-- he's a Safari developer posting the details of the project's progress on his MozillaZine site. He's apparently already found and fixed the primary reason why Safari hasn't been able to run the standard CSS1 test suite; he's also providing an illuminating look into Safari's behavior choices, which seem (as with so many things Apple) to all have some kind of sane reasoning behind them:

A number of people have commented on Safari's UA string, which is as follows:

Netscape 5.0 Mozilla/5.0 (Macintosh; U; PPC Mac OS X; en-us) AppleWebKit/48 (like Gecko) Safari/48

The portion of the UA string that seems to be stirring up controversy is the portion that says (like Gecko). The reason it is there is that in order to work with real-world DHTML sites you have essentially two options: you can claim to be MSIE or you can claim to be Gecko. We found that any other choice that we tried led to a significant portion of DHTML malfunctioning. You would not believe (well, maybe you would) how much DHTML exists out there that works only with MSIE or Gecko, and that uses proprietary extensions of each to accomplish the DHTML effects.

Had we released a browser with a UA string that did not superficially match either MSIE or Gecko, users would have downloaded Safari and experienced many malfunctioning Web sites. If anyone thinks that would have been a good idea, please step forward in your blog and explain why. I'm willing to listen.

Our solution was a compromise. We produced a user agent string that is different from Gecko's and easily distinguishable if you choose to sniff for it, but that at this time will pass most UA checks that sniff for Gecko. It may be that enough sites will start sniffing directly for our string that we can drop the "(like Gecko)" from our user agent string, but I'm not optimistic.

We chose to be more like Gecko than like MSIE because we wanted to be lumped into the standards compliant category, because fundamentally we are committed to supporting DOM 1&2, CSS1&2, and enough proprietary MSIE extensions and Gecko extensions (innerHTML, createContextualFragment, offsetWidth/Height, etc.) that we could be placed in a similar category.

Now, the fact that Apple has blessed a project with this much transparency represents a major break from tradition-- typically, Apple's software projects have been opaque to the outside world and very secretive. But they've evidently realized that when it comes to web browsers, there's no substitute for the grass-roots input of millions of demanding users with their own stringent standards. This certainly can't hurt Apple's credibility any. After all, what so many engineers (and others) crave-- even above proper immediate functionality-- is transparency into the process. This is something with which we contend daily at work; management looks at our team's products as a rock, and they don't dispute that we deliver a great rock, or that we do so consistently. But the problem is that this rock-- good though it might be-- just seems to drop out of the sky, with no warning, no prior milestones. You can't plan around it. Sure, all the rocks have been good so far, but without the ability to predict from observation how good the next rock will be, how can you risk banking on it following the pattern? Many managers will take a mediocre rock that they can watch being made over a stupendous rock that just falls out of a chute into the Shipping department one fine day.

Part of the mistrust that so much of the computer industry has built up for Apple over the years has to do with Apple's inscrutability and opacity. Sure, they have to keep things secret in order to do all the Insanely Great showmanship and everything; that showmanship is integral to the "style" side of the business, without which Apple wouldn't have the business case it does, like it or not. But there are some projects where they just can't afford to be opaque. Web browsers aren't sexy things; and while Safari is a great-looking piece of work, with a super-cool paint job and awesome handling in the canyon twisties, all that stuff doesn't mean a thing if it can't satisfy the needs of the millions of people for whom web browsers have become indispensable, utilitarian pieces of equipment. Those kinds of products rely critically upon user confidence; and that confidence won't come about, and especially not quickly, if the project is shrouded in secrecy. It's transparency itself, even more so than product quality, that will give people the reassurance they so desperately want.

Hence the almost puppy-like fawning contact with the KDE team two days ago, and the pledges for bidirectional open-source cooperation, and now Hyatt's blog (which I'm sure isn't the only such portal into the development team's brains). It looks to me as though Safari has nowhere to go but up; much of the initial derision of "just another marginal browser" and "another also-ran doohickey from Apple" has faded in favor of genuine well-wishing, for which I think we can credit this conscious public pledge of good faith. It seems that more people are arriving at the opinion that if some browser is going to turn out to be a heavyweight contender against IE, and one with a real chance of gaining some ground, they wouldn't mind it being Safari.

The grass roots are digging ever deeper...


BY THE WAY: Safari is fully AppleScriptable, as J Greely points out.


Wednesday, January 8, 2003
21:57 - Peter Jackson, you are worse than Satan himself

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Okay.


Hang on... lemme catch my breath.

Okay.... okay. Right.

Now: get out your Fellowship of the Ring extended special-edition DVD set.

Take out the first movie disc. Put it in; do scene selection.

Scroll through the pages of scenes until you get to the one with the Council of Elrond scene. Scroll the cursor down the page until you see it "split" and place part of the cursor down at the bottom of the screen.

Hit Play.



Then, after a few minutes, try to regain your sanity. This is the most difficult part.



Seriously. The fact that the man can pull off stuff like this is testimony to his eventual glorious legend. I genuflect in his general direction.



13:48 - Hammer and Tongs
http://diveintomark.org/archives/2003/01/07.html#safari_review

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Aimed at web designers and CSS-heads, Mark Pilgrim has posted a detailed set of observations on Safari and what it does and does not do properly. It looks as though it might become sort of a clearing-house page for these kinds of observations, as it has links to numerous test cases and other sites' reviews, as well as updates from readers (which include Safari developers, who are clearly very interested in following-up on any compliance test cases they can find to work on).

So far, what I've seen encourages me quite a bit. It turns out that most of the bugginess I've seen only occurs on the first run-time; subsequent times you run the program, after it's created its various pref files and things, are much smoother. And I'm seeing mounting evidence that Apple is ravenous about gathering feedback about this thing so they can improve it to prime-time quality before release.

All I really need is some kind of text focus and navigability in drop-down <SELECT> menus, and I'll be able to use it just fine.

Incidentally: it turns out that the problem with my own blog page in Safari was that the <PRE> block up above had the following form:

<FONT SIZE=-2><PRE>
...
</PRE></FONT>



But Safari is more strict about style than IE or other browsers, on this issue; it interprets <PRE> as a complete font override, and so it ignored my <FONT> setting. (This happens in <TT> blocks as well.) I changed it to:

<PRE><FONT SIZE=-2>
...
</FONT></PRE>



...And now it's fine.

09:54 - TrackBack SmackBack

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So here's what Safari's bug-report function looks like:



Checkboxes for automatically including a screenshot of the current page, and/or its source. Categories for different problem areas.

Looks to me like they've got a pretty serious outlook on making this thing shipshape, if the mechanism on the receiving end of these bug reports is anything like as streamlined as this is.

Then again, there's something to be said for the idea that we users shouldn't be the ones doing Apple's beta testing, no matter how nice the tools are. I mean, c'mon-- I get paid for that sort of thing normally.

(On the other other hand, Apple is making all kinds of brand-new software these days, and they depend on user feedback in order to know in which directions to take it, which I applaud wholeheartedly; and web browsers are one of those things that can only really be properly wrung out en masse-- so this whole "Massive Multiplayer Online QA" thing does make a certain kind of sense. It's probably the only way they can do this much development in this little time. It certainly helps that Mac users tend to be forgiving of Apple's controversial moves-- and willing to bend over backward to help Apple succeed...)
Tuesday, January 7, 2003
02:38 - Dooooomed
http://www.lileks.com/bleats/archive/03/0103/010302.html#010803

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Lileks has a much more entertaining take on the day's Stevenote offerings than I can hope to produce. But it's not as though that should surprise anybody.

Apple came out with a batch of apps today, and they’re all niftily spiffy, but the company is doomed because the computers aren’t fast enough, and people will always prefer PCs which let them do Apple-type things half as well but twice as fast, and besides, there are no games for the Apple, which is why I threw out my camcorder because it couldn’t play chess.

There. I think that covers it.

To a T.

Not that it'll keep me from continuing to harp on the same old blather for the foreseeable future, trying to convey the same familiar thoughts in a different set of words each day until I've worn a trough into the pathways of my brain and convinced the online world that I'm a certifiable loony. I'm kinda stubborn that way.

02:18 - Hi! You don't know me, but...
http://lists.kde.org/?l=kfm-devel&m=104197092318639&w=2

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Hee. Kris forwards me this e-mail, evidently sent to the developers of the KDE/KHTML rendering engine, then reposted to the KDE developer list, by the chief engineer on the Safari project.

I'm the engineering manager of Safari, Apple Computer's new web browser
built upon KHTML and KJS. I'm sending you this email to thank you for
making such a great open source project and introduce myself and my
development team. I also wish to explain why and how we've used your
excellent technology. It's important that you know we're committed to
open source and contributing our changes, now and in the future, back
to you, the original developers. Hopefully this will begin a dialogue
among ourselves for the benefit of both of our projects.

Phew. Imagine getting that in your inbox, eh? Strikes me as a bit presumptuous and weird-- somehow there seems to be something a bit sneaky about waiting until you've released a Public Beta of your product before introducing yourself to the developers whose code you'll be using, even if you're pledging at the same time to re-release the source with its changes and additions back into the community. It's how open-source works (nobody has to disclose any of these projects to anybody else, as long as it's compliant with the license in question); but it must be awkward for the KDE guys to have to live with Apple's strict policy of not releasing any official word about future products until the day they're officially unveiled. (Hence the secrecy, and presumably the reason why the guy chose today to send this e-mail, dispatching it-- as he says-- from the MacWorld Expo show floor; he couldn't even wait until he got back to the campus. Must have been aching to send it...! Or else company policy was to send the message the instant it was NDA-ishly feasible to do so. But if that's the case, I doubt they'd have been relying on the guy to post it from the Expo floor, instead of making sure it went through actual official channels from within the company...)

Ah, speculation. Why is there always so much more of it after the keynote than before?

01:35 - A little something else...

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Something I saw happening with the iSync and iCal updates, and now too with Safari, is that Apple is taking fuller advantage of how Disk Copy can present a user-friendly "installation" procedure.

It used to be the case that disk images were versatile, but unnecessarily esoteric to casual users. You'd download a .dmg file, double-click on it, enter a password if necessary, maybe sign a EULA, and then... you'd have a virtual disk mounted on your desktop, which you then had to open up, drag the contents from it into your Applications folder (or wherever), and then trash the disk and the .dmg file. Lots of functionality, but not a whole lot of sense.

Well, now they're taking a more classy approach. I don't know if this is a new feature in Disk Copy (the current version is 10.2.3, dated 12/17/02, and evidently came with the 10.2.3 OS update)-- but it certainly makes things smoother. Disk Copy prompts you for whatever it's going to prompt you for. Then it "mounts" the disk image, with the progress bar and details and stuff. But then, instead of displaying a virtual disk on the desktop, Disk Copy actually mounts the contents-- or copies the contents off, right onto the desktop-- with the result that you're left with nothing but the application (a single object, as with Safari, or single folder, depending on how it's packaged) and the original archive file (which evidently can be a .dmg.bin file, which StuffIt Expander passes off invisibly to Disk Copy with no interim decoded file). That's just two easily understood items, and people know what to do with both-- if not instinctively, at least a lot more intuitively than with the virtual-disk step.

So you get all the packaging features of Disk Copy, with the straightforwardness of a vanilla archiver. Pretty sweet. Never let it be said that they let "good enough" alone.

Now to hope they're serious enough about Safari to act smartly on all the bug reports and usability feedback that I and others will be sending in over the next few weeks. After all, browsers are perhaps unique in being used universally by everyone from novices to total power users. They can't cater to one without supporting the other, and that's a big hunk of chaw to bite off...

01:15 - Celebrate Midgets
http://www.apple.com/hardware/video/powerbookg4bigandsmall.html

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You know, I've got to say this for Verne Troyer: he's got to be the biggest (one might say) champion for the anti-political-correctness movement that I've seen in a long time.

Five years ago, I daresay an ad like this would never have been feasible. Too many delicate sensibilities would have been hurt. Someone would have accused someone of insensitive exploitation. Someone would have sued. Someone would have paid up.

But Troyer says, "Hey: I'm small, I'm funny-looking... let's have some fun!" And for that I say he deserves every penny he makes, and then some.

As for the ad itself: as Lance said when he first saw it tonight, it's perhaps one of the most effective ones they've done in ages. It's not derisive of any other company or its products, it's not belittling to its potential users. It's just funny and engaging, and by God it gets its point across. And perhaps most importantly, there's not much that can be mocked about it.

(Though I'm sure some enterprising souls will find a way.)

01:04 - The March of Technology

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You know, it wasn't so very long ago that this was absolutely cutting-edge:



Then again, every chunk of parts on the back of this 1992-era HP workstation is a discrete module, and each of the seven modules (power supply, networking, disks, display, etc) un-thumbscrews and slides out. Not a bad design, as these things went...

00:20 - Damn you, Peter Jacksonstein!
http://www.bbspot.com/News/2003/01/jaromir.html

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Perhaps it's best that I say nothing about this one. The damage is too intractable already.

Wellington, New Zealand - A recently leaked trailer for The Return of the King has Tolkien fans outraged over the apparent addition of a new character - Jar-Jaromir. The scene depicted in the trailer shows Jar-Jaromir shouting, "Gondora gonna fallsa";
he then trips over a corpse and knocks down a couple of Uruk-hai.

Ah, good ol' BBspot.

00:17 - Long Day

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Up early this morning to catch the Stevenote, and up to the City this evening for what has to have been the fastest-passing three hours of my life: the dinner with the Bay Area bloggers and others who happen to be in the neighborhood for MacWorld and such.

So I got to meet Mike Silverman, Bill Quick, Stefan Sharkansky, Andrew the Punning Pundit, and a couple of heaping handfuls of other notables whose names eluded me over the course of the steak (which was, by the way, excellent). And it was a blast. The discussions ranged all over, from vegetarianism to Macs to Bush to Simpsons quotes and back. A pretty broad spectrum of opinions were in evidence, and I would have loved to see a transcription of the multitude of threads flowing back and forth across the table, occasionally rising to shrill cries of "That's because you're a fucking socialist!" and "That is the most wrong thing I've ever heard in my entire life!" My most treasusured memory, though, will have to be that whenever one of these good-natured near-explosions about rent control or public transit or welfare or slaughterhouses rocked the table, someone would meekly interject, "So-- how about those Palestinians?" You know, steering it back to a nice safe topic on which we could all agree.

We oughtta do this kind of thing more often.


UPDATE: Stefan Sharkansky has posted photos.




13:15 - "This is why we do the things we do"

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Okay-- so. That was a pretty ballsy keynote, all things considered. Steve evidently noticed as well that the rumor sites had gotten the idea that this would be a lackluster and unsurprising address, and he even joked about that toward the end. Good thing he had a lot of stuff with which to counter that claim.


The biggest news, politically, is the new browser-- Safari. Now, it's absolutely a good thing that Apple has thrown its weight behind creating a browsing experience that's undeniably fast; browsing speed is one of the things Apple has been dinged on many times in benchmarks lately, and while part of that is attributable to the CPU speed itself, a lot more of it has to do with the fact that IE on the Mac is sloooow. Microsoft's MacBU did put together a pretty nice package, but it's always been a bit gawky and non-native-feeling, and it was never properly optimized. And it doesn't help matters that the alternative browsers like OmniWeb tend to be even slower (though they do look and feel a whole lot smoother). I've been using Chimera for a while now, and it's actually a good deal faster than IE in a number of key ways (plus it has that tabbed-browsing feature that I've come to enjoy quite a lot), and on top of that it's Gecko/Mozilla-based, which means largely guaranteed compatibility with everything. But it too is buggy and incomplete, and it's not everything I wish it to be.

So now there's Safari, and its big thing is speed. Thus far I'm impressed on that front. It loads fast, renders fast, and even downloads fast (it's a 3MB archive file). Nice and small and efficient. Plus it looks excellent-- very subtle visual look, with unobtrusive buttons that break away from the mold by refusing to be big picture buttons, instead content to be utilitarian but elegant navigational controls that take up very little space. And the whole thing is in the brushed-metal metaphor, which I find lends an interesting "70s" kind of feel to the whole thing.

There are a lot of pleasant surprises. Bookmarks seem to sort themselves intelligently. Popup windows obey the programmatic values I've coded in the server software on my various sites more predictably than most other browsers I've seen (popup windows with images in them look very, very nice). And it's got unrequested-popup-window blocking, much like in Chimera. Interestingly, Safari is open-source (which works both ways-- Apple will be posting its code to the public domain, if I understand what Steve said correctly); but it's not Gecko-based. Instead it's based on KHTML, the KDE rendering engine used in Konqueror. I wonder what prompted that move? It's potentially a politically charged one. KHTML is a very well-organized engine, but it's not too well tested to date, having existed really only for Linux users. (It also hasn't had full coverage on all compatibility areas.) We'll see how well this works in terms of compatibility; Safari has a handy "submit bug" icon in the upper right, though, so you can send non-compliant URLs to Apple to get them to tweak the engine into proper behavior.

But... well, there are a number of things about Safari that tell me immediately that it's not ready for prime time. It's very buggy. Within the first five minutes of use, I'd noticed that a) many pages don't load all the way, leaving the trick blue progress bar (that overlays on top of the URL) unfinished, and there's no visible activity indicator; b) mousing-over the "Bookmark Library" icon makes it disappear, under certain circumstances; c) the Preferences window opened up with no icons, no window contents, and a debug message about "Please select a button first!"; and d) it crashed while I was testing one of my sites. It has no text focus on drop-down menus, so you can't go directly to an item by typing its text partially (something only IE does "correctly" at this point). It doesn't display the contents of non-parsed-header scripts progressively, which is essential for one of my maintenance tools. And the contextual menus are sparse and non-modal, a far cry from the uber-contextuality of OmniWeb's CM's. Plus it makes my own blog page look like ass. (Crank down the text size a whole bunch and it starts to look a little better, but still.)

Something tells me I'll be using the "submit bug to Apple" function a whole lot in the next few days. If Apple is willing to fire this shot across Microsoft's bow-- one more step in the emancipation-from-Microsoft push that's been going on for a couple of years now-- then they'd better be willing to make Safari into a world-class browser that does everything IE does and more. Being fast isn't good enough... particularly when browser speed is one of those things that's only an issue on the Mac. (Saurabh was watching the keynote over my shoulder; his first reaction to the news that Apple was releasing a browser to compete with IE was "They're out of their minds." Because he didn't realize that web browsing on the Mac is slow. On the Windows side, browsing has long since become so well optimized that launch and render times have vanished into the noise, and browsing speed is bottlenecked only by bandwidth.) Safari has great potential to bolster Apple's ability to direct its own future; but this thing has a long way to go yet. Good thing it's just a Public Beta.


But Safari wasn't the centerpiece of the keynote; there wasn't really a single "centerpiece". There were lots of cool things. Chief among the remaining candidates would have to be the new PowerBook-- all 17 inches of PowerBook. They're calling it "the world's first 17-inch notebook"; that'd better be true, because someone here was saying that Sony already had one. (A quick look through Sony's VAIO page doesn't seem to indicate that they have anything bigger than 16", though.) But even if there's a factual bloop there, this is a pretty sweet package. It's even thinner than the current TiBook (1"); it's got rounded edges, like the iBook; it's got a slot-load SuperDrive standard; it's got a GeForce4 with 64MB of RAM; it's even got a trick back-lit keyboard with ambient light detection so the letters light up when it gets dark. The screen is straight out of the 17" iMac (which is not discontinued, much though that might surprise a whole lot of Slashdot readers who were led to believe that the fact that Apple would no longer be buying 17" widescreen LCDs from LG Electronics meant that the 17" iMac was cancelled, rather than that they were simply switching suppliers because LG wasn't going to be making the screens anymore). Oh, and it's got FireWire 800-- quite a silent little rev there. It needs a different connector than FireWire 400 does; I wonder why that is. (More pins?) No USB 2.0, though; it's certainly not lacking in ports, however. Crikey. Everything from on-board BlueTooth to DVI to line-in to S-Video to USB on both sides is in here.

Plus 802.11g-- er, excuse me: AirPort Extreme. They've gone up to the new 54Mbps standard, the one that's backwards-compatible with 802.11b (802.11a is not). It's a bigger card, which is interesting; no more PCMCIA version, at least not yet. But the new 802.11g Base Station has a whole heap of new features, including automatic bridging, USB printing, and 50 simultaneous real users-- for 2/3 the prior price. It's now down to $200. I'd say there's been a major stair-step here in value. I may in fact have to get one of these monster laptops. Steve did say that one of Apple's explicit goals is to get more people off of desktop computers and onto laptops; that does seem a sound plan, since Apple seems to have a knack for producing kickass laptops that don't have as much potential for attendant derision as their desktops do. It's a market they seem to be a bit better in. Aziz Poonawalla suggested to me in e-mail a while back that Apple might do well to stop making desktops-- or at least de-emphasize them-- and focus their efforts on their laptop line, where they seem to have more of a natural advantage these days. I was skeptical, but Steve appears to have the same idea after all.

To say nothing of the new 12-inch PowerBook. Yikes. Okay, at $1799, it's no iBook-killer; but damn, that's small. They had some pro photographers in the promo video who were talking about how this is exactly what they'd been hoping for: a full-featured, top-end laptop that's really damned small. And the contrast in what's now an extremely well-positioned notebook line is quite a kicker; wait'll you see the new TV ad starring NBA star Yao Ming and Verne Troyer (Mini-Me) on an airplane with their respective PowerBooks. There were about three people in my cubicle when the ad came on; by the time it was over, we had a roaring party of six or seven, attracted by the gales of laughter rolling across the floor. The jubilant MacWorld spirit was in high gear by that point, and even the Mac skeptics here at work were really getting into it. Nicely played, Steve.


So then there's the new "iLife" packaging for the iApps, with new major versions of iMovie, iPhoto, and iDVD, as well as the unlocking of cool new stuff in iTunes. This won't be ready until later this month, but judging by the demos, it'll all be well worth waiting for. Microsoft has been making great strides trying to catch up with Apple's "digital hub" stuff, and we've been left to speculate about the "media-based interface" metaphors and concepts that seem to be apparent in the various apps. It's all been speculation, though; but now it's clear that this is where Apple wants to go. Until now, each iApp worked independently; you had to know how to get into iTunes for your music, or iPhoto for your pictures, and only then would your media-specific metaphors become useful. But now, each iApp has visibility and interaction into each of the other iApps; iMovie can list and import your songs and photos directly, iPhoto and iMovie can burn straight to DVD, and so on. There's no no longer the need to rely on the old standby "files and folders" metaphors when you have to take your data out of one context and import it into another. Now you can stay within the media-based context of your task and simply do it, without having to export anything to Quicktime files or create folders full of pictures. This was an essential stepping-stone toward the media-based strategy being comprehensive and genuinely useful, and it looks like they've taken it that last mile now. And once again Apple has taken a clear lead in showing where this market ought to go. I can't wait to get my boxed copy ($50 for all four apps, or a free download for everything except iDVD, which has an ass-load of new transitions which now incorporate your own video into their funky artsy effects). Color me impressed, and impatient at that.

Speaking of video, the first thing Jobs (actually, Schiller) showed off was Final Cut Express: a lite version of FCP whose purpose would appear to be to apply a pincers movement to Premiere. Adobe can't be all that happy with Apple right about now; Premiere has the bottom rung at the $600 slot, FCP comes in mid-range at $1000, and Avid fits at the top-end at $1500 and up. But now that FCE will be sitting below Premiere-- with most of the critical FCP features-- Premiere is going to have a hard time making its case. FCP is already fast amassing an industry all its own, and now there's going to be a low-ball $300 version that will eliminate the price-based reasons to go with Premiere instead of FCP. Adobe will have to counter this move with a "Premiere Elements" or something. Ballsy move by Apple here. No way could they have done this before Photoshop 7 was released.

And then there's Keynote, which I can imagine getting a copy of just to screw around with. It looks so fun. The fact that it has import/export compatibility with PowerPoint is the linchpin, but far more important to me is the fact that we finally now have an app that gleefully shows off all those cool Quartz tricks that were part of all the early Mac OS X demos, but that the standard apps never really took advantage of or gave users control over. Now we see why Jobs touted such things so much: he got to use them all the time, considering that this is the very tool that he's apparently been using to put together these keynote presentations. The text and graphics compositing tools alone look like the stuff with which one can waste days on end, and then there are those insane transitions and themes. At $100, this looks like one of those things that they just thought was too much fun not to release and let everybody play with. Considering the unusually long and loud applause Jobs got when he announced that everybody in attendance at the keynote would get their own free copy on their way out the door, it would seem he called that one pretty much on the mark.

So yeah-- it wasn't by any means a downer of a keynote, and I'm feeling that all-too-familiar tug on my wallet. Yeah, I do need a new laptop. I suppose it would make some sense for me to go drop $3K on a laptop with a bigger screen than my desktop machine here at work. Or at least I can convince myself of that, I'm confident.

I'm sure I'll get to discuss all this in person tonight at the blogger bash in San Francisco. I hope to get to match up some faces with well-known opinions; and there'll be plenty to talk about, even without such things as international terrorism to occupy the conversation.

Whew.
Monday, January 6, 2003
20:21 - Open your QuickTime and say your prayers, 'cause Stevie Jobs comes tonight...

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Tomorrow morning's the keynote, and it's anybody's guess what treats it will bring. The rumor sites have been pretty quiet for a while-- well, maybe quiet isn't the word. Perhaps confused. there's nothing substantive to be heard. Whether it's wireless keyboards, new iApps (or new versions of old iApps, some of which are indeed due), new iPod-type stuff, or a revamp of the TiBook (also due), nobody seems to really know.

There are new versions of iCal and iSync posted already, though, so those aren't going to be big keynote surprises. I'm kinda inclined to see this as a good thing; if these are being "silently" released the day before the keynote, then in order for the keynote to have any substance it's going to have to center on other stuff. (It'd have to do so anyway; iCal is much faster now, and iSync is much smoother, but neither of those are keynote material.) So there's likely to be something big on the way. No massive day-by-day appetite-whetting like they gave us last year in anticipation of the iMac's release, but that means nothing historically either. So, we'll see.


In any case, it means I'll be up at 9AM to catch the live feed. Last year, our annual sales conference occurred on Keynote Day, so we could only catch the first half-hour or so (which saw the iMac's unveiling and the first few minutes of iPhoto) before they packed us up onto buses and drove us into the hill resorts to hobnob with the international sales force. But this time, the conference isn't till next week; so we'll get to see the whole thing.

Chances are that it'll be obvious within the first twenty minutes or so whether this will be an upper or a downer of a keynote. (This time around, it's not quite so cut-and-dried; the CPU situation in particular has got a lot of us feeling a bit bleak.) I'll have to come up with some cutesy superstitious things to do in order to ensure a bountiful harvest.

Fingers crossed...
Sunday, January 5, 2003
01:10 - Shut up, Brian

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You know how they tend to create names for literary genres by taking a word that describes what makes up a genre and adding "a"-- like "erotica", "Americana", "Judaica", and so on?

I think they should have one of those genres for autobiographies, diaries, personal journals, and the like.

They could call it "diarya".

01:03 - Jar Jar Blix
http://www.denbeste.nu/cd_log_entries/2003/01/Negotiations.shtml

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I didn't get a chance to post this brief response to Steven Den Beste's groundwork-laying post regarding the principles of negotiations and deterrence while I was sequestered in the Land of No Blogging, but I'd been reading that post on the plane (having loaded it up while connected via AirPort in the MPLS C terminal), and couldn't keep the following observation out of my head even after a weekend of diversion.

The primary proponents of this new way of doing things are Europeans (and sympathetic academics), who believe that they have now transcended the brutal international order of the past, where all nations were armed to the teeth and where negotiations often involved the threat of war, or happened over the sound of battle. European diplomats believe that there should be an international court where nations could take their grievances for binding arbitration, and hope to institute an international system where all nations feel as if they should actually concede their grievances if arbitration goes against them. The idea is that nations would cede considerable amounts of sovereignty to some international authority, and live as "citizens of the world".

It is a worthwhile dream. It represents a better way. If it were in effect, far fewer people would suffer. Unfortunately, though I wish it could be made to happen, I don't believe it can be. It is inherently unstable; even if it could be instituted, it would fall apart.

It discounts the possibility of bad faith; it ignores both the "Prisoner's dilemma" and "the Tragedy of the Commons". If a cheater ends up in conflict with an honorable nation, the cheater may agree to arbitration. If the arbitrator rules in favor of the cheater, the honorable nation will concede and the cheater wins. But if the arbitrator rules the other way, the cheater can ignore him and continue to pursue the point. There's everything to be gained from arbitration, but nothing whatever to lose. And thus cheating is an advantage when most of the world is honorable, leading directly to the tragedy of the commons. Even if such a system could be established, there would be an incentive for at least some to break the rules, for doing so would be to their advantage.

Europe has been trying to set an example by being internationally active in diplomacy, while at the same time having no ability to project military force. And it hasn't been working at all well. As a general principle, if all you have are carrots, or only feeble and laughable sticks, then you don't have any way to make "reject" unpalatable, so the only way you can make "accept" more palatable is to pile lots more carrots on the scale than you would really like to, and in fact in some cases the Europeans have found themselves having to give away the farm in order to get an agreement.

Worse, they're finding that in some cases they have no carrots to offer, and also have no sticks, and as a result their intended negotiating partner refuses to even talk to them. (EU's Solana believes he knows how to settle the problem between the Israelis and Palestinians, but the solution he proposes involves major concessions by Israel. Solana has nothing to offer Israel which it thinks would offset that cost, so quite naturally Israel refuses to deal with him.)

When Europe has faced cases where it has no adequate carrots with which it is willing to part, and no sticks to apply, and wants an agreement anyway, the only remaining solution is whining, which has been notably unsuccessful.

It sounds to me as though the only way for the UN to achieve its goals would be for someone to build them a Grand Clone Army.

Whatever else may be true about the new Star Wars prequels, George Lucas does seem to have hit on a very realistic simulation of what would happen under a centralized, hierarchical governmental system that attempts to overarch many widely disparate cultures and political systems. The only way it possibly can work is for the governing power to actually be "world government", not just some kind of "advisory body" or a roomful of representatives who glower at each other and dicker over semantics. More particularly, they'd need real power... and not just a token army, but a power which dwarfed the individual power of any member body. Rather than the "peacekeeping forces" that the UN seems to have at its disposal today, it would have to attain absolute supremacy-- in terms of technology, ability to produce, and sheer numbers of troops-- over all member states' armies, including our own.

Because, as Den Beste illustrates, any governing power that doesn't actually have the "ultimate stick" to wield, in actuality has no power to impose its will on any member body.

As the Star Wars movies are illustrating in so timely a manner, with such pretty and chewy and spoon-fed parables, any centralized "world government" would have to be something with the power to crush organized separatism. Which means, naturally, that it would have to be something with the means and the penchant to become the Empire.

Is that what we want? Is that the only way this can go? I certainly don't see how the UN as it currently exists can keep up its charade of potency much longer, with each new week bringing another example of some nation invoking the UN with one hand as a shield against other nations' aggression, while with the other hand blatantly ignoring the rules of the selfsame UN. Right now the UN is serving only as a political Dremel tool-- adaptable to any political purpose you choose, but you can always turn it off and put it back in the drawer when you have no more use for it.

Maybe the coexistence of individual nations, as we have now, is something that can last. I don't know. But it's a question that will have to be addressed in short order, because it's likely to become the Next Big Question, in clear need of answering after all the dust has finally cleared over the War on Terror.

00:41 - The story behind that enigmatic half-joke after these messages...
http://slashdot.org/articles/03/01/05/2025254.shtml?tid=113

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It seems I've been Slashdotted.

A real, honest-to-goodness Slashdotting of one of my posts from a couple of weeks ago-- the one about MSIE and TCP/IP. As I type this, it's up to 759 comments, which CapLion assures me is on the high side.

I fear to read them; that's why I don't know whether the comments are positive or negative. The very first comment, however, makes note of the fact that having the post linked at Slashdot brought this server to its knees almost instantly. Which I believe means I'd better hop right on the task of making it a non-CPU/database-intensive procedure to link to an individual post, rather than the load-the-post-and-the-entire-prior-week that it does now. I'd never really thought that it would be tested to quite this level of acidity; silly security-through-obscurity me.

Anyway, the overload has been temporarily taken care of with a static page for the article and an Apache redirect. But that won't scale. Either I've got to stop posting things that people on Slashdot might find interesting, or... hmm.

...But at any rate. Several people have sent me (encouraging, to my pleasant surprise) e-mails to the effect that they'd found their way here via the Slashdotting, and might well stay if I remain halfway interesting. So, to any and all newcomers, welcome! I still feel like a guy trying to host an impromptu state dinner in a two-room apartment, but that's nothing new, so I'd better learn to cope...

00:30 - I'm back

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Well, that weekend went pretty well. A few random notes...

Because of the recent weird weather patterns we've been having around here, planes taking off from San Jose International have been taking a southerly flight path rather than the usual northerly one. This means that when we took off on Thursday, on the steep power-climb out of the airport, we banked almost directly over my South San Jose neighborhood. From what must have been about 4,000 feet, I could clearly see my little circular street-- and not only could I make out my house, I could make out my car. Quite an unexpected treat.

On both legs of the journey eastward, there were what I believe to have been federal air marshals. I don't know what I was expecting-- presumably some guys in white shirts, pressed slacks, and dark glasses with those little curly wires coming out from behind their ears. But these guys on the flights I was on looked distinctly... military. Shaved heads. Green uniforms with large gold "US" lapel pins. No more than about 19 years of age, from the look of them. And considering that the guy on the second leg (MPLS to Atlanta), who sat next to me, spent the flight time writing love notes to his girlfriend and sleeping, I'd say that they're still working out the kinks in the system. (In addition to the guy next to me, there were two others who sat further up the plane, on opposite sides of the aisle, and looked decidedly more alert.)

So then there was Atlanta, which was a lot of fun. Friday morning I dropped off my brother Mike at his job at 7:30 (a part of the clock I haven't seen in years, in any time zone), and took his car off east of the city, parked it, and went bounding up Stone Mountain to catch the tail-end of a protracted overcast-baffled sunrise. Quite a place, that-- it's the "Mount Rushmore of the South", with images of all the Confederate heroes carved into the granite rock face. There's a gondola to the top, where ATLA is painted in huge yellow letters along with a giant yellow arrow pointing in the direction of the Atlanta skyline. (It must have been put there like in the 30s; it's not exactly a mystery to pilots today where Atlanta might be.)

Saturday we (Mike, his wife Julie, and I) went up to Tallulah Gorge, where they filmed the sniper scene from Deliverance. It had what has to have been the most studly trail I've ever been on: the top part is edged with boards, and the actual trail surface is made of a rubber mat recycled from old tires and molded to look sort of like pine needles. The result is a surface that's springy to walk on, and very clean-looking. Then, below one of the upper overlooks, there's a huge long staircase section-- some 1500 steps or so-- down to the bottom of the gorge. (There's a massively overengineered suspension footbridge in the middle, which I'll post some pictures of as soon as Mike gets them developed; more fool me for forgetting my digital camera!) The stairs are all very new and sturdy; the only problem is getting back up them after you've descended the thousand feet into the gorge...

Then we went to the Mall of Georgia (not really competition for the Mall of America, don't worry-- pretty cool nonetheless) to see The Lion King in IMAX. Not much to say here, except that... well, you know. Maybe I'll expand further on that subject at some other date.

And today we spent some time driving around downtown Atlanta, Piedmont Park, and related environs (where for the price of a run-down Sunnyvale bungalow, one can buy the biggest mansion in Mansionland); the flight home was air-marshal-less, but it did get me stuck in Detroit where it was freezing-rain conditions and we had to trudge thr plane through the de-icing pad, where they doused us with detergent, making us an hour late getting back into San Jose. But hey, I'm not complaining, right? I'm back home now, and all's well again.

...OR IS IT?

Thursday, January 2, 2003
16:00 - <clap clap clap>

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Just bloggin' from the Minneapolis airport, because I had to make a note of the fact that the connecting Northwest flight to Columbus, Ohio has flight number... 1492.

Cute... very cute.

Oh, and the airport has an observation deck tower. Yeah, this place is pretty nice indeed.
Wednesday, January 1, 2003
03:45 - Back on Sunday

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I'll be flying to Georgia tomorrow morning to visit my brother and his wife, conveying the last straggling remnants of Christmas that keep me from being able to pack up the wrapping paper for another year into the Deep South. I understand they have electricity and telly-o-phone down there these days; however, I don't foresee that I'll have any ability to blog until I'm back on Sunday.

(Ow! Ow! Sorry! I was kidding!)


Anyway, see y'all then.

03:39 - A little EyeTV Notable

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This kind of thing gives me warm fuzzies:



If you minimize one of EyeTV's viewer windows into the Dock, it keeps playing. Magnify it to watch interesting bits. Keep it small so you can leave it in the corner of your eye while you do other stuff that uses up desktop space.

Ah, the World of Tomorrow™.

16:36 - De Beers Summarized in 29 Kilobytes

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(Originally posted on Fark, sent via Marcus.)



Lance says this needs to be made into a poster.



Now do pardon me; there's a sunset to go and watch.

04:10 - Good night, moon; good night, stars; good night, police sirens

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Well, once more the big shiny ball has dropped more or less without incident; no terrorist attacks, no massive computer glitches, no ball getting stuck, and certainly no actual dropping of the ball from the specified height at the precise moment when gravity would cause it to reach bottom in free-fall right at the tickover point. (Didn't they used to do it that way? What happened, did someone sue Discover and the Times because dropping the ball according to the laws of nature and science was insensitive to the beliefs of the platygaeists, or that the "apple" imagery cruelly drove millions of helpless innocents to gorge themselves on fast food and become enormous flesh-bags, or to buy computers they didn't need and couldn't afford but looked cool in the den?)


Yeah, pretty low-key New Year's, overall-- maybe it's because I spent the four-hour time chunk straddling midnight watching the Adult Swim marathon and playing with my new EyeTV. (Think TiVo for the Mac; it's a soft DTR system, of which I'm sure there are examples for the PC. A little plastic box takes RF or RCA input from cable or antenna, encodes it to MPEG on the fly, and streams it over USB to the machine's hard drive, where it can be accessed directly and interacted with via actual integrated software, instead of having to deal with the set-top middleman. Seems to work pretty well, barring a few glitches-- not least of which is the moronicity of MPEG and its inability to be properly demuxed for editing, like any sane movie format would be. But the whole direct-control-of-live-TV-through-an-onscreen-floater-remote thing is pretty neato.)

Incidentally, on an unrelated note, it's been "Encore Week" on Fresh Air on NPR, and the other day they re-aired the infamous Gene Simmons interview in which the tongue man cut loose with all his frankness on Terry Gross, unleashing both barrels of his I-slept-with-4,600-women-and-you-too-could-be-one-of-them, in which Terry came off as a good deal less sure of herself and capable of handling the reins of the interview than Gene did. But one thing I thought was interesting was that Gene, for all his Howard Stern-esque lewdness and arrogance, has some very strict personal observances and limits, and they're self-imposed rather than derived from some non-corporeal power (which would have been a good excuse, considering that he had attended Yeshiva as a kid and was well on his way to becoming a rabbi). He's so vehemently anti-drug and anti-smoking that, as he said, the most beautiful and seductive woman in the world could be lying right on his bed-- but if he smelled that dirt-under-the-bleachers smell on her breath, she'd find herself chucked right out the door, if not the window. Gene said he's never been drunk-- and with the exception of a few valiant attempts at taking a sip here and there during toasts (in order to be polite), he's never been capable of drinking alcohol. "I might be cursed with some kind of freakish one-in-a-million defect," he said, "but the very smell of alcohol makes me gag. And I'd say that makes me very, very lucky." So whatever else might be true about the guy, I guess I can say that at least he's not the only one to "suffer" from that particular malady.

So while I listen to the police chase down late-night carousers out in the neighborhood at the edge of hearing, I'll take my leave of the good blog-posting page and curl up with my new "The Art of Spirited Away" book and be glad I'm not out in it.

Happy New Year, and to all a good night.
Tuesday, December 31, 2002
09:42 - Random thought

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You know, under most circumstances I really like classic rock. It's what I have on my radio every morning to get me out of bed.

But I've just got to say this: I am really sick of songs whose choruses consist solely of the same line (usually the title of the song) repeated four times.

Thirty days in the hole
Thirty days in the hole
Thirty days in the hole
Thirty days in the hole

Sheer genius, man. Seriously, have a little bit of imagination. I guess I could understand if the music on this kind of chorus was something to get excited about, but it's not-- it's just a plodding workmanlike chord progression. It's like the chorus is just a placeholder to stick in between verses, and the less interesting you make it, the fewer neurons you waste on what could be a good song you might eventually squeeze out.

Okay, I'm done now.
Monday, December 30, 2002
20:21 - Apple's Own Pet Dot-Bomb
http://www.thinksecret.com/news/powerschoolanalysis.html

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I had thought that Think Secret was just a Mac rumor site-- one of the better and more reliable ones, granted, but just another rumor site nonetheless. But not so; a couple of weeks ago, it became news that PowerSchool-- an Apple property since sometime in 2000-- was being massively pared down and its major products axed. And now there's a "Special Analysis" article up, a long hard look at just what went wrong with PowerSchool. (Hint: "everything".)

It's a fascinating story, actually. It's very archetypically the tale of a thousand dot-bomb companies, cases where there was the kernel of something good-- a brilliant idea, a capable bunch of minds, a whole lot of enthusiasm and zeal-- and all those seemingly solid ingredients combined to make-- to everyone's surprise-- a deadly stew. There's cautionary material here, stuff that any engineer should take to heart; I've written stuff that sounds very, very similar to the original PowerSchool software as it's described here, and I feel myself guilty of exactly the same kind of mentality that evidently gripped its author in the early days. He marshaled it into a high-flying company, whose engines abruptly failed at 30,000 feet. Under other circumstances, it might well have been me.

The fact that Apple got involved in this story at all is more or less an accident; Apple's no dot-com, but they did feel the fever when the seduction was at its strongest-- and PowerSchool is the lingering symptom of that tryst.

There's a saying, "Failure: Perhaps your only purpose in life is to serve as a warning to others." It seems that has been PowerSchool's purpose. There are many roads to success, and while a single thing can lead to failure, usually it requires many things coming together to fail spectacularly. Every company has elements of PowerSchool's failure in them, PowerSchool just managed to bring them all together in one place. But even in failure, there were many "how not to" lessons that can be learned. PowerSchool showed us all how not to put marketing and sales above sanity and engineering, how not to over-hire and over-fire, how not to treat people or customers, how not to manage an organization or people, how not to act in an irresponsible manner to your investors or employees, and how not to finance or run a business.

It's a shame; PowerSchool really did have a lot going for it, and it was in fact a great product. But that's not all it takes to make a successful company, as this article so plainly illustrates. The long-term loser, more's the pity, is the schools who will now never have the chance to use the software that's now just a memory and a red blotch in the ledgers.

20:09 - The Web's Year in Review
http://www.shift.com/print/10.5/432/1.html

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Marcus forwards me this compilation at Shift.com of the year's "stupid" and "key" moments-- the Top 15 of each. They're all good, and some are a scream. Though in many cases, I'm not sure why "key" events aren't listed as "stupid", or vice versa.

6. Microsoft donates $2.3 million to Canada's premier Computer Science program at the University of Waterloo. Shortly thereafter, Waterloo announces that it is requiring all students in the engineering program to take a course using Microsoft's propietary .net language, C#.

Which list do you suppose that one was in, hmm?

09:34 - Go to hell, Mikey
http://www.theaustralian.news.com.au/common/story_page/0,5744,5763232%5E7583,00.html

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Ah yes-- I've been hoping for a long time to see a definitive list of the blatant factual errors (whether deliberate or negligent) in Bowling for Columbine. Trust Tim Blair to be the one to come up with it.

Blair takes on the sycophantic reviewer community, too, and pretty much constructs the best comprehensive takedown I've seen yet. And there's this one particularly important bit:

Some of his reviewer/fans share Moore's accuracy problems. Bunbury claimed that "he bails up the entire management of Kmart and confronts Charlton Heston on his own front veranda" although he meets only a few Kmart management types and interviews Heston inside his house; and The Australian's Jane Cornwell wrote that Columbine's vile three-minute cartoon history of the US, written by Moore and made by animators FlickerLab, was produced "by the guys from South Park".

I am so glad to find that it wasn't actually Trey and Matt behind that little animated interstitial; until I read this, I had the dark gripping suspicion that it was. After all, Moore interviewed Matt Stone outside an In-N-Out, and heard from The Man from Columbine himself that the NRA's post-disaster publicity stunts were politicaly schtoopid. But somehow I'd never pegged the Guys as being viciously anti-American enough to not only endorse Columbine, but to produce that animated short for it, with its South Park-like movements and its freakish noseless character designs, and its insinuations that America was born in fear, grew out of fear, and now lives in a heavily-armed fear supported by an NRA which is really the same thing as the KKK. The style seemed right, but the message wasn't anything like what I'd come to respect Trey and Matt so deeply for.

Which means that Moore deliberately tried to imply that the short was done by the South Park guys, by having it come so hard on the heels of the Stone interview and his excerpt from Bigger, Longer, & Uncut. It's yet another of the sneaky editing tricks he used in order to make it seem like more respected public figures agree with him and are willing to help him spread his message of peace and love and think-of-the-children than really are.

Trey and Matt are thereby exonerated, and I can once again watch their masterpieces in good conscience.

And Moore gets my biggest demerit of all for trying to cash in on my heroes.
Sunday, December 29, 2002
01:52 - How much better can it get?

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It's just been advertised: Cartoon Network will be getting Futurama.

Every night at 11:00, except for Friday and Saturday. And they flashed the "Adult Swim" logo, meaning that it'll be part of Adult Swim on Sunday night at least; but what about the other four nights? Does this imply that Adult Swim will be expanding to the rest of the week? Oh, how insanely cool that would be.

And either way, it means we get Futurama-- with its "Mac formatted" androids and its "VCR++" jokes, its Groening art and its geek-humor quotient that goes so far beyond where any other show has taken it. And now Cartoon Network has it. I can't think of a better place for it. Because they know that the people watching Cartoon Network at midnight are the kind of people who would love Futurama.

Speaking of geek humor-- the more episodes I see of Mission Hill, the more convinced I am of its genius. It's another of those shows where even aside from the odd success of its off-the-wall avant-garde art style and the odd ability for it to make squalid urban apartment life look like the vaulted-ceiling luxury of a prince's cave, there are so many little visual treasures to savor. Just now, in a scene in an underground video/comic store of some sort, there was a quick flash to a background shot of a poster on the wall-- a black one with a red eyeball in the center. Around the eyeball, it said, "Get US Out of Mordor." And if I got started talking about how masterful was the animated representation of Wally's horrid late-50s sci-fi B-movie, with negative scratches on the pieces of obvious stock footage of military action, I'd never stop-- so I won't.

Suffice to say that Sunday nights continue to rule, and the music ain't stopping anytime soon.

Adult Swim four-hour marathon on New Year's Eve, too. I know what I'll be doing that night.

01:26 - "Paper bag, or triple mylar sleeve?" "No thanks, I'll eat it here."

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Last night, after the movie, we were relaxing in front of the National Geographic channel, when an episode of "Taboo" came on. This is the show where they showcase the Bizarre and Fascinating Practices of Societies Unfamiliar To Us. There's a disclaimer at the beginning that says Every society has its own standards of what is acceptable behavior. Some of these practices may not be suitable for younger viewers. Your discretion is advised. My first reaction was that it had to be the most wussy, PC-ified, every-viewpoint-is-equally-valid disclaimer ever yet seen on this planet; but I'd misinterpreted it as implying that all viewers had equally valid definitions of what was suitable TV to watch, or something. It was actually better than that, but not by a hell of a lot.

Anyway, that's an aside. The show had three segments; the first was on an islander tribe whose males proved their manhood and ensured a good yam harvest by building a big tower and then bungee-jumping off it, except without the "bungee" part. Then there were hot-coal-walkers in Greece. Those were fine. Sure. I can deal with those.

But then there was the third segment, which centered on a guy in the Phillipines who had made a pact with God: in exchange for his wife and daughter living through childbirth, he'd promised God that he would crucify himself once a year, on Good Friday, for like ten years. Thus would he repay God for this deed of divine intervention.

Now, I'm the first to admit that I don't understand much about religion, and that that's probably irredeemably tainting my perspective on this. But one just has to stop and think about this for a second.

The act that this guy is taking upon himself-- flagellating his back with sticks and glass until there's no skin left, then being nailed through the palms onto a cross and left hanging there in front of a cheering crowd for several searingly awful minutes with a circlet of barbed wire on his head-- is predicated on the concept that his suffering is something that he can use to pay for a divine act done on his behalf.

My question is this: What kind of God is it that wants his people to suffer?

If you undergo unimaginable torture in exchange for God's doing you a favor, this assumes that God wants and appreciates and enjoys suffering on the part of his creations. Evidently he gets off on it. Like ants under a magnifying glass. Only these ants hold the magnifying glass for themselves, and fight for the chance to suffer and writhe in agony in order to give God the pain points he apparently craves.

As Lance put it, any God that demands suffering from his people is no god, but a devil.

And maybe I missed something, but wasn't the whole point of the Crucifixion that Jesus chose to suffer so that the rest of humanity wouldn't have to? It's like someone gives you for your birthday a brand-new immaculate paint job on your car; and you say "Thanks!" and proceed to take a circular saw to it. Yeah, way to treat a gift, there, guy.

They talk about how Americans, as a Puritan-derived culture, seem to crave suffering above all else, and work under the assumption that the less you enjoy life, the more worthwhile your life is. Presumably this is what expands to "we like to work hard, harder than our family/social lives can support". But you know-- it seems to me that the urge to torture yourself is more of a general human predilection. Some people do it in different contexts than others, though. Some put themselves through agony in pursuit of the elusive chimaera of personal achievement; others undergo their agony in the hope that God will enjoy watching it so much he'll grant them their wishes.

As I've mentioned once or twice in passing, I'm not religious, but neither am I an atheist; I'm an agnostic, because as one of my classmates once put it, an agnostic is the only thing a scientist, by definition, can be. (We can't know that there isn't a God, any more than we can know that there is a God. We have insufficient evidence one way or the other, and the nature of the question is such that scientific evidence can't be used as proof.) I don't know who or what God is, exactly, to quote Lisa.

But I do think it's not too much to presume that God is not some nasty pimply little boy gleefully roaming the neighborhood with an air rifle and a slingshot. If we have anything like the same morals that God has-- and I think that either has to be true, or all of religion is a sham-- then God can't possibly want to do favors for people in exchange for their voluntary pain and suffering; as though the more they hurt, the more pleasure God feels. No way am I prepared to believe that. I'd have a far easier time believing God exists in the first place than believing that God is that evil.

Okay, okay-- I understand that self-torment and insane personal risk and so forth are a form of "ecstasy", in its etymologically correct meaning-- a way to put yourself "outside" your normal self and existence, a way to feel like you're doing something "special", and therefore achieving some kind of goal or building up some kind of points, redeemable for valuable prizes of the divine-intervention sort.

But I wonder if anybody actually thinks about just what the theological implications would be for this kind of thing to actually work.

00:37 - Makes Compton look wussy

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So I saw Gangs of New York last night. Excellent... big, thick, chunky, chewy movie. It's one of those things that's just so full of rich detail that if you look away for five seconds, you've missed at least one fascinating little historical bauble that someone tracked down and cared enough about to weave into the overall jigsaw-- something that you can't remember after it's over, but that the movie would have been measurably less cool without.

I love this kind of "trace a location through time" thing... when it's the same place as one you know, inhabited by completely different groups of people telling their own stories, there's just something fascinating about it, at least to me. It's that whole Time Machine time-lapse thing, where you get to see buildings rise and fall, people come and go, but some things never really change. They talked about the Five Points area on that "History vs. Hollywood" show on the History Channel; and one thing's for sure: even if Coppola did exaggerate certain things, the city today is immeasurably more civilized these days. You can be a rich person and go to what's now Chinatown and stand in the middle of the streets with your many-thousand-dollar camera gear and make documentaries, and go to one of the quaint hole-in-the-wall restaurants afterward, and nobody would bat an eye. But in those days... sheesh. Police escort, where even the sympathetic characters in the police were on the take? Small wonder not a single character in the movie was an appealing person.

There are some movies where when you walk out into the parking lot, you look over your shoulder, because you're convinced that everything about the modern world sucks. But other movies... you come out those doors, and all you want to do is suck in a lungful of clean rainy air, and enjoy the sheer lack of explosions on the horizon. You wonder just how in the hell things managed to turn out so well, if what you just saw is anything like what the past really was like. It's an intensely optimistic experience.

And the fact that the last time-lapse photo of Manhattan at the end, just before the fade-out, was one of the skyline sometime before last September-- with those two silhouetted towers reaching up past the top of the screen area-- just bolstered that feeling. You think, God, those things are tall. And so are the rest of 'em, even the short ones. It's the nucleus of the country, and it's stable today-- so stable that even if the two biggest features in it are forcibly ripped out of it along with three thousand of the city's most vibrant residents, the people living in those dim concrete labyrinths that line the island are still immeasurably better off and more stable and rich and strong than they ever were a century and a half ago. And if the nucleus is that stable, what does that say about the cytoplasm where the rest of us live?

Since we're supposed to commiserate with the Irish immigrants and boo the scare-quoted "American natives"-- the latter of whom resemble nothing less than what would happen if the KKK ran a whole state-- you end up leaving the theater thinking of the bizarre dichotomy of how "America" and "Americans" can only be defined by the infinitely changing nature of whatever people live within the country's borders at a given time; and you wonder just what about America can't change, lest it stop being "America"? What's the immutable core of the concept of this place, the one thing whose very immutability is what allows-- nay, demands the rest of the country to reinvent itself every generation?

I don't know. The Constitution? Secular rule of human law? A gun (or a throwing knife) in everyone's hand? History books that reserve their most florid and breathless language for the chapters on armed revolution against central government, rather than on loyal wars on behalf of beloved kings? Schoolhouse Rock?

Whatever it is, it does often seem to be the case that in a movie like this that drives right to the heart of such matters, it's the people who wrap themselves in the American flag and drape it over the altars at which they pray who seem to miss the point of America the most drastically: the America they want is the America they grew up with, but to keep America that way means to halt the very fundamental constant change that is really at the heart of America. Bill Cutting thinks he's the patriotic one, and in his own mind he's absolutely right-- he can totally justify thinking that. But it's the Irish, singing wistful songs of the Emerald Isle while they hang their filthy clothes in the offal-lined Paradise Square, who really embody what the country has turned out to be about. It's "trickle-down patriotism". The next generation does melt in the pot. Everybody's languge does average out to English. And each generation takes its own turn wrapping itself in the Stars and Stripes and warning against incursion by the hated outsiders.

Nobody said it was a pretty process. But that's the thing, isn't it? We accept some ugliness that's inherent to the mechanism we've adopted, and it buys us protection against the much bigger ugliness that falls on other places where everybody behaves themselves. It's like Bill Whittle, the blogosphere's newest explosive phenomenon, said in different words: our choices cost us dearly, sometimes in innocent lives. But if we did what was necessary to cut back on how much of that price we pay, what we'd be giving up would be something that's far more valuable to us in the long run. What we have going for us is a bargain at the price.

How did I get onto this topic? I'm not sure; it was a good movie, one that even if it stretched the historical truth to the point where it'll never regain its original shape, at the very least makes me want to study Tammany Hall and the Civil War draft and early New York geography until I'm a kooky old Terence Mann locked up in a Manhattan apartment muttering to myself. If it means I end up spending most of my time wondering how Malcolm McDowell would have looked in a top hat and walking-stick instead of a bowler and codpiece, well then, so be it. I'll have missed the point, but not by much.
Saturday, December 28, 2002
14:18 - How do you feel about MMORPGs?

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Here's an interesting Slashdot thread, beginning with an article/diatribe by someone unclearly identified as Sanftenberg, exposing the grim underbelly of EverQuest and how it works.


Everquest is a game centered on rewarding you for how much time you put into it. This is the core design philosophy behind the game, since they charge you by the month and make more money the longer you stick around. What they don’t tell you is that taking your money is about all they’re interested in. They care little for player complaints, and less about player suggestions and requests. They’re in this to milk you for all you’re worth, and that’s the first thing you have to know.

The second thing you have to know is that the game stops being fun. By that time though, you’re so “addicted” to the game, you don’t realize it. The game becomes a source of frustration and anger instead of a source of entertainment and fun. It becomes a chore. It becomes a job. You plod away at the keyboard, obsessed and consumed with getting that new item, or finishing that last quest, and while so consumed you begin to hate the game. Vehemently. It’s a game that goes on forever, and one that you can never win.


What's especially noteworthy, though-- at least to me-- is that the comments from readers seem to span the spectrum of opinion about addiction and gaming, from "EQ sux, AC r0X0rZ" to "Quitcher bitchin' and turn off the damn video game if you aren't any good at it" to "Sony is the evil entity creating a new drug empire and exploiting addiction using the same rules and tricks as heroin dealers". My favorite bit:

You plod away at the keyboard, obsessed and consumed with getting that new item, or finishing that last quest, and while so consumed you begin to hate the game. Vehemently. It’s a game that goes on forever, and one that you can never win.

"He loves and hates the ring, as he loves and hates himself."
-Gandalf in the first LOTR movie, referring to Gollum.

(Quoted from the movie, of course.)

Anyway, a good read, if the world of MMORPGs has touched you in any way, which is going to be the case more and more often, for more and more people, as time goes on.

13:24 - Wholly crap!

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Okay, so an hour ago it was sunny (if a little breezy) and I was thinking quite seriously about calling up a friend and going hiking up in the mountains-- taking my camera up into the woods, finding a nice sunny hillside, and taking some photos of the cloudscape and the clear blue view across the bay to the Santa Cruz hills and up north as far as San Francisco and Mt. Tamalpais.

And now, suddenly I look outside (in response to a sudden loud rattling and hooooooowwwwwwling at the windowpane) and see rain sheeting by almost horizontally, waves of water rushing up the street, those tall pointy trees that line people's driveways bending over sideways, and lightning directly above.

What does this place think it is? The South?
Thursday, December 26, 2002
17:04 - Dvorak Resolves to Stop Making Fun of Apple
http://www.nyq.pcmag.com/article2/0,6263,645310,00.asp

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...And Microsoft, and the bloggers who pick his columns apart.
Specific Bashing: Apple. I resolve to go an entire year without making critical comments about some Apple computer or some Apple strategy. I visited one of the Apple stores here in California and found a packed store full of happy people. I would love to have a smile on my face just like theirs! Oh joy! Life is good.

Specific Bashing: Microsoft. All my complaining about various Microsoft strategies and certain defective products has accomplished nothing. Maybe looking at the positive side of things would be a better idea! Microsoft, you go girl!

Whee! Moral equivalence right here in the tech industry!
Specific Bashing: Bloggers. I made a huge mistake by mildly criticizing the blogging community and got my comeuppance in the form of hateful blog entries all over blogdom. Blogs provide a unique insight into our culture and picking on bloggers is a waste of my time. I shall cease even thinking about it.

Gee, that's big of you.

11:27 - Room to stretch out

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Well, we're now more or less fully moved over to our new building a block down the street. (Actually we were moved on Monday, but... ye gods, the boxes to unpack, the labs to rebuild, the rough edges to sand down.) We're no longer right across the intersection from Infinite Loop. We're now far enough away that to see it, you have to stand on the roof of the parking structure (we have a parking structure now! Woo-hoo!) and gaze off over the tile roofs of the one-story buildings that line Bandley Drive, the little green-swathed industrial access road that until a couple of years ago was known as "the Apple Graveyard"-- because all the buildings along it used to be Apple buildings, sporting striped Apple logos on the "tombstones" out front, only to be replaced with dot-coms as Apple retreated into itself in the early-to-mid-90s. But lately, the shiny single-colored Apple logos (each building a different color) have been staging a comeback, most recently with Mariani One (right across Mariani from our old location) being reoccupied in triumph by its old fruity tenant.


They somehow managed to miss all of our explicit directives that our lab space was a lab, not a machine room; so all the 19-inch racks that we've had them install ended up bolted to the edge of the platforms nearest the wall that you can see in this picture. It is left as an exercise to the reader to imagine how much walk-behind space this would have left us, if all of our machines were flush-mounted (as they tend to be. Machine rooms tend to have center-mounted devices). All the racks you see here have been uprooted and unbolted so they can be reattached further away from the walls. We're all sure glad we got a networking-lab specialist to do this part of the move, instead of leaving it to the regular contractor.

Still, that's one helluva nice lab, innit?




But anyway, if there's one major complaint I have about the new place, it's the cubicles. Look at 'em. I mean, geez.

Okay, maybe it's not obvious what the problem is-- but that's probably because there are lots of them. See, first of all, there's this stupid corner piece with its cutout section and adjustable keyboard tray with eight axes of motion and fourteen little levers and two-way slide-out mouse boards. If I lean on this thing, it sinks under the weight of my elbows. I can't move the keyboard out of the way and eat lunch in front of my computer as I'm accustomed. And because my size is such that my hands are most comfortable with a keyboard sitting flat right on the desk, I have to raise the keyboard tray to desk level-- which means the mouse tray that slides out to either side collides with the side of the cutout part of the desk (or slides right under it, so I can't fit my hand in between it and the desk, much less a mouse). Plus its surface completely confounds my optical mouse. So I tried putting the mouse on the white desk part, but if I try to move the mouse to the upper left side of the screen, it disappears with a squeak (and a "Fly, you fools!") into the crevasse between keyboard tray and desk cutout. Clunk.


So I moved my primary machine-- my iMac-- over to the straight desk. Trouble with that is, the straight desk is about two feet deep, as opposed to the three feet that our old desks had. So there's barely enough room even for the iMac and its keyboard, and much less for a 17-inch CRT; I tried putting the PC monitor on the straight desk and a keyboard in front of it, and the keyboard hung over the edge by about an inch. Not good. We'll either need to get deeper desks for most of the engineers (all of whom have multiple computers), or buy us all LCDs. Heh. (Many people, by the way, have already unbolted their keyboard trays and are living in the little cutout nooks.)

But this should work out okay; I think the solution I have here, with the iMac (which doesn't take up much space) on the straight desk and the PC in the corner (where the monitor can take advantage of all the corner space that otherwise would have been wasted), is a viable one. Plus there's like a little sticking-out bit of the corner desk that I can use for a Diet Coke holder. In fact, I had worked all the bitching out of my system, but these days I find that it just doesn't feel right if I don't commit such things to blog for permanence and catharsis. Plus it's a shame to have my digicam here and not use it for every little excuse that comes along.

iPhoto really needs to have a way to control the JPEG compression on the Export function. I mean, it really really needs it.


10:37 - New Jesus 8.0! Now with more features!
http://www.cnn.com/2002/TECH/science/12/25/face.jesus/index.html

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This is bound to upset a whole lotta people, but they're going to be hard pressed to explain why, I think.

Neave and a team of researchers started with an Israeli skull dating back to the 1st century. They then used computer programs, clay, simulated skin and their knowledge about the Jewish people of the time to determine the shape of the face, and color of eyes and skin.

They turned to the Bible to determine the length of his hair. In the New Testament, "would Paul (one of the apostles) have written, 'If a man has long hair, it is a disgrace to him' if Jesus Christ had had long hair?" the article speculates.

The magazine's editors admit that they cannot be certain of the accuracy of this facial representation.

Indeed, but I'm much more prepared to believe this than the Sistine Chapel. Truth tends to be less glamorous than fiction... and Kevin Smith movies aside, it's certainly a lot more plausible for a face like this to have been the real deal than some internally lit version of any ten long-haired thin guys I knew in college.

I wonder what kind of psychological tricks it'll play on people who have deeply internalized the "classic" Jesus face, though? Will this be a blip, or will it shake things up?
Tuesday, December 24, 2002
11:18 - See ya on the flip side

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I'm just about to take off, driving up to the Wine Country to see my folks for Christmas Eve and the following associated Morning. Then I'll be driving back down here for what looks like it's turning out to be one helluva Christmas dinner-- roast goose and everything.

Take care, everybody, and Merry Christmas. Go see Mike's greeting card-- it's creepier even than a lot of Lileks' discoveries, and that's saying a lot!
Monday, December 23, 2002
17:53 - Still spit-shinin'

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In the Mac OS X 10.2.3 update which was released a couple of days ago, one odd little silent change was in iChat: reworked window control buttons.



They're recessed now. Instead of protruding out from the title bar's surface, the three colored buttons are now countersunk into the texture of the window.

Looked awfully weird at first, but I'm starting to like it now. It's the same kind of migration as the newly tightened and crispened form-action buttons, which used to have the same "floaty" effect but now have sharp edges and more of a glassy shine.

This OS started out its life better-looking than just about anything else on the market, and they're still not satistfied.


UPDATE: Kris has pawed around and discovered that most of the built-in "brushed metal" theme apps have the new look, like Calculator and Address Book; but not iTunes or iPhoto. The theory is that Apple has updated the default "brushed metal" theme and all the utilities that use it have implicitly been updated; but iTunes and iPhoto "roll their own" interface widgetry, so they don't look any different yet.

Oh, and Mike has a peal of wisdom from the hot-rodder community. Thanks!



13:08 - Frank Speech
http://www.snopes.com/rumors/hawley.htm

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A lot of people have been talking about how they wish American political figures and military leaders and other talking heads would stop beating around the bush (so to speak) and say what they really mean, without fear of offending some special-interest group or campaign funder. Some, like Acidman, are writing the speeches they would make if elected President. It's cathartic.

Well, a speech purportedly by retired General Dick Hawley started going around the net, and while it was good enough to post here in its entirety, I was a good boy and checked snopes.com this time. And yep indeed, it's a fake.

But that doesn't mean it's not worth reading.

4) "These people are poor and helpless, and that's why they're angry at us."

Uh-huh, and Jeffrey Dahmer's frozen head collection was just a desperate cry for help. The terrorists and their backers are richer than Elton John and, ironically, a good deal less annoying. The poor helpless people, you see, are the villagers they tortured and murdered to stay in power. Mohamed Atta, one of the evil scumbags who steered those planes into the killing grounds (I'm sorry, one of the "alleged hijackers," according to CNN-they stopped using the word "terrorist," you know), is the son of a Cairo surgeon. But you knew this, too. In the sixties and seventies, all the pinheads marching against the war were upper-middle-class college kids who grabbed any cause they could think of to get out of their final papers and spend more time drinking. At least, that was my excuse. It's the same today. Take the Anti-Global-Warming (or is it World Trade? Oh-who-knows-what-the-hell-they-want demonstrators) They all charged their black outfits and plane tickets on dad's credit card(!) before driving to the airport in their SUV's.

What's gravy, though, is that Gen. Hawley actually responded to this piece, and his comments are on the snopes.com site-- and he agrees with what was said, though is a little more reserved with his epithets. What he has to say for real is just as good as what was attributed to him in fiction.

What would that be like, I wonder-- seeing a column posted somewhere that I mostly or entirely agreed with, only to find my own name at the bottom?

"Boy, I sure wish I could write like that," I bet I'd say.
Sunday, December 22, 2002
21:00 - Decadent Society Watch

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So the local Albertson's where I shop has recently undergone a massive renovation, doubling its floor space, rearranging everything, dramatically improving its produce section and the selection of products across the board (I can reliably get those dill-pickle-flavored potato chips now).

One of the new features that I just noticed was a drink kiosk near the entrance, under a big sign that says "Enjoy a cold drink while you shop! (Inform the checker of your selection.)"

In other words, you can grab a drink of your choice-- under the honor system-- and tell the checker at the end what you had. This says something about the cheapness of soft drinks these days, if nothing else.

The shopping carts have drink holders too, formed as part of the wire frame of the toddler basket. Ye gods. Whatta country, eh?

17:38 - Rohirric Revisionism
http://bbaugh.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_bbaugh_archive.html#90081585

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Bruce Baugh has a thought about the portrayal of Gondor, the Ents, and other "political" entities in The Two Towers-- an observation which may explain the unkind treatment Faramir gets.

What we have here is the Rohanian version of Books 3 and 4.

Faramir loses his nobility because, well, he's Gondorian, and even the best of them isn't entirely right, is he?

The Ents are removed from Helm's Deep and reduced elsewhere to a reactive role because, well, having the battle decided by big walking trees would undercut the glory of the Rohirrim.

There's more, too, including stuff on Gimli as comic relief and how it fits into this model. Give it a look. (I'm going to need to write something on how comic relief should be used in stressful battle scenes-- something Peter Jackson has shown himself to understand quite well indeed, but that George Lucas seems to have completely lost track of.)

17:25 - The Missing Voices
http://unmedia.blogspot.com/2002_12_21_unmedia_archive.html#90080219

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Aziz Poonawalla took exception to my uncharitable reaction to the PBS documentary on Muhammad.

I can understand why he's upset and frustrated at my lack of ability to see Islam for the peaceful and tolerant religion that it is. It's a thankless struggle, trying to convince people like me, one by one, that the voices of the imams of Mecca, Riyadh, and Baghdad-- who every Friday call for Allah to shake the earth under the Americans' and Jews' feet and freeze the blood in their veins-- are the freakish statistical outliers and that the vast majority of Muslims are nothing like that at all. Because even when it seems the convincing is done and won, along comes another terrorist attack or another fresh wave of al-Qaeda rhetoric, and then we're back to square one.

I wish it weren't like that. I wish I could simply shut my ears to those imams' threats, and in so doing, cause them to cease to exist. But you know-- even if the American media is biased toward them for shock value, and even if we see more of it than is reflected by reality just because LGF gets crosslinked more than places like Aziz' site do, the unfortunate fact is that for those same reasons, more Muslims are going to hear that rhetoric than would have been the case if people just followed the numbers and percentages. The media isn't the only entity lured by shock value.

In the comments on the post in question, I gave my responses to its charges; I think it's just as tasteless and tactically unsound to have a show on Muhammad on PBS during Christmas as it was for the NRA to go and hold rallies in Littleton and Flint after the shootings that took place there. (I don't think it's unreasonable to suggest that Islam had at least as much to do with 9/11 as the NRA had to do with Columbine, which is why I'm comfortable so far with that analogy.) And while I'm all for seeing a more widespread acceptance of peaceful, coexistent Islam shoving the rhetoric of al Qaeda and the Wahhabist imams aside into the shadows, that's not what this PBS show is about: it's not a distant, respectful historical account of Muhammad, with opposing viewpoints and evidence at odds, as are most PBS shows that focus on religious figures. It's also not a "fireside chat" from prominent Muslim leaders driving home the point, to an audience of Muslims and non-Muslims alike, that they condemn the terrorist attacks of al Qaeda and the Palestinians, in clear and honest terms and not followed by any "but..." that renders the condemnation toothless. What it is, instead, is about the equivalent of PBS running a breathlessly positive series on Marxism, in 1962. How well would that have gone over?

I'd love to believe that Islam poses no threat to my life and my way of living it. Nothing would make me happier. But closing my eyes and going "la-la-la-la" doesn't make al Qaeda go away, and we learned last September the price of thinking it would. And much as I wish this weren't the case, to attack the extremists on the far side of Islam from where we stand right now is going to mean causing some incidental damage to the moderate middle ground. There's no way for that region of thought to remain an innocent bystander, to borrow another set of metaphors from Jeffrey.

It's no more than I would be prepared to have expected of me if, for instance, fanatical Mac users started blowing up Redmond city buses and issuing anti-Windows diatribes. I would bear some responsibility for such a thing, for helping bring it under control, and for absorbing some suspicion and loss of my own freedom due to my incidental association with the same kinds of values. I would reject those acts outright, without attaching a "But these guys do have a point" rider. And I wouldn't post sycophantic articles about Steve Jobs while the victims' families were still mourning.

We have a responsibility to preserve the freedoms of everybody in this country, whether Mayflower-derived WASP or recent immigrant. We must remain vigilant that we're not causing any more dishonor or pain to innocent citizens than we absolutely have to, even under the most extreme circumstances. But just as they say on one side of the debate that "9/11 did not occur in a vacuum", neither was it perpetrated by skateboarder kids or little old ladies, by Buddhists or Christians or Jews. It was done by a specific group of people from a particular region, defined by a certain religious fervor fomented by a particular brand of Islam. We can either accept the damage to American freedom caused by keeping a suspicious eyeball peeled in the general direction of Islam, if just to reassure ourselves that those South-Park-watching Muslims we all know personally aren't going to turn out to be Mohammad Attas; or we can dismiss all these very real terrorist attacks and social trends as so much regrettable noise on the fringes, and do nothing to prevent more of them lest we offend somebody.

No, I don't like what bin Laden has made of me. I don't like having to think in these terms. But just knowing the psychology of my own mind under these circumstances isn't enough to make me undo those changes. Things will have to happen in the world before everything can go back to the way it was before the towers fell. If I were a Muslim, I wouldn't like this situation any more than Aziz does, and I hope he can forgive me what my mind considers its rational need to keep an eye out in the direction from which danger has proven likely to come.

If my facial expression Islam-ward is an ugly one, it's because it's focused on what's in the distance, not on what's close to me.

Anyway, Aziz has four articles in a series which are worth reading on this subject, especially for the comments on each one, which address many of my concerns:

http://unmedia.blogspot.com/2002_11_27_unmedia_archive.html#85723644
http://unmedia.blogspot.com/2002_11_28_unmedia_archive.html#85726154
http://unmedia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_unmedia_archive.html#90000506
http://unmedia.blogspot.com/2002_12_07_unmedia_archive.html#90022546

Saturday, December 21, 2002
01:07 - Better post this before it's too late
http://www.shopwithsherlock.com

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Ravi Pandya pointed me to a little gadget he's been working on. "Little gadget" in that sense of "insanely cool technological thing that the developer treats with an offhand "Aww, 'tweren't nothin'", even though it's the kind of thing that deserves all kinds of kudos". You know-- that kind of thing.



"Shop with Sherlock". This is far too cool-- and it integrates into your Sherlock by just clicking a link in the distribution website. You get to search products of all types from books to DVDs to electronics, and add them to any of several "shopping lists"-- including your Amazon.com "wish list". It tallies up prices, lets you compare products from one retailer to another... ahh, the XML/SOAP vibe is strong. You even get to search other people's wish lists. (Wow, lots of Tiemanns are registered.)

It's still very new, and only Amazon.com is supported as yet... but even though just about all my Christmas shopping is taken care of by now, I might well use this instead of Amazon's normal (comparatively cumbersome) interface, next time I have occasion to pick up some CDs or movies...

Without really having had a chance to play with it yet, I can at least say it looks like a kickin' idea. And it seems fast and smooth so far.

I'm liking this...
Friday, December 20, 2002
22:58 - Movie Thoughts

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Okay-- my reaction to The Two Towers, which I saw today, is likely to be a complex one. I'm still digesting it. This isn't the euphoric rush of relief after the first one, where all the fans realized that Peter Jackson was taking on the story in a totally unprecedented style and making extensive modifications, and yet that was okay, because it worked. By now, Jackson's style is something we've gotten used to; it's its own animal now, and TTT is going to be judged on a different set of criteria than FotR was. Just as the second film now has the strength of all the fans of the first one, who only discovered the series during the past year (and many of whom haven't read the books), it also has the peril of following in its predecessor's deep footprints. Which means the popular reaction-- including from the fans-- is bound to be considerably different in tone.

It's just such a big movie, such a vast and rich story, with so many intricate twists and textural details in each scene, that I can't offer a cohesive "review". Rather, I'll just list a whole bunch of observations, things I noticed and thought were worth remembering.

This means there will be spoilers below, if you're the sort to whom that's important to know.

So, here goes:
  • As many have noted, Jackson has taken many more liberties with the storyline in TTT than he did in FotR. This one is definitely his own story, rather than the one in the book; it follows the same framework, but so many of the little events that flesh out that framework are different-- even radically so-- that the movie and the book, this time, won't in any way each spoil the other. Most of Jackson's changes I think are positive ones, but many I'm ambivalent about-- they're things I'll grant him in the interest of understanding what kind of story he wants to tell, but I don't necessarily think they improve the story per se.

    As a friend notes, however, the changes in this movie seem designed more for storytelling purposes and pacing than for expedience and time-saving, as was a sporadic issue with the first movie; so in many ways this movie is more successful, even with all the extreme changes.

  • Whereas the book was divided into "Book III" (with Merry and Pippin and the Rohan story) and "Book IV" (with Frodo and Sam), the movie interleaves them together, as I suspected it would. This is definitely more successful from a moviemaking standpoint than it would have been if this had really been "two movies in one", back-to-back.

  • Even so, it looks as though Jackson intends to cover less story in Return of the King overall than is in the book, because TTT cuts off well before the book version does, in both storylines. No Shelob, no Minas Morgul, no confrontation at Isengard. These things will presumably be moved forward into RotK, which-- if it's as long a movie as this one is-- certainly won't feel lacking in material (even if they skip the Scouring of the Shire, as it has been suggested that it will).

  • Starting the movie with Gandalf's battle with the Balrog-- and framing it as a dream Frodo is having-- does a good job of reintroducing the previous movie's salient plot point, without a cheesy Trekkish "summary" run-through at the beginning. Plus it did an excellent job of realizing the otherwise difficult-to-picture "Ever he clutched me, and ever I hewed him" narrative.

  • "Well, we have lembas bread. ...Oh, and look! more lembas bread." Cute. Likewise with Sam's crack about "foreign food".

  • Gollum's design was jarring at first, but grew on me. Especially the face. Very expressive... and even lovable, in the "Slinker" mode. Speaking of which-- the scene in which he argues with himself, which Jackson has treated as the occasion where he quite literally banishes the "Stinker" side of himself from his psyche (not exactly permanently, though), was an unexpected comedic gem. The way Jackson jumped the camera back and forth was certainly something I didn't expect in this kind of movie; it's a very comedy-film kind of trick, and it reminded me very strongly of the Pixar short "Geri's Game", which I suspect was among Jackson's inspirations for the scene. I half expected one of the Stinker jump-cuts to consist entirely of him leering at Slinker, before jumping back-- which in itself is one of the best bits of physical and situational humor in "Geri's Game", and the basis for the gag. Nice homage, Peter, if that's what it was.

  • The Dead Marshes worked well. Especially the close-up on the Nazgûl, and the pull-back to show the whole winged creature-- I saw it coming, but it worked well.

  • When Saruman was rallying the Dunlendings-- his language: "The Rohirrim drove you out from their lands, forcing you to scratch out a living in the mountains. Now those dirty peasants are living in your country-- it is now time to fight to take it back!" Hmm... where have we heard this before?

    Also, I just remembered-- in his first scene, Gríma maintains that Saruman is a friend of Rohan, that he'd never do anything to hurt his neighbors-- but then he's caught in a lie outright by Éomer's report of the skirmish on the outskirts. Gríma then changes his tactic, accusing Éomer of "warmongering". Hmmmmm.

  • One of the women in Rohan was named Haleth. That's a name out of The Silmarillion. Good research-- it's even appropriate.

  • Gandalf's wink when he's allowed to keep his staff as they enter Meduseld-- great. Gríma was extremely effective, as were all his extra oily lines that were added in order to intensify how gross a guy he is, and the terrifying implications of the importance of his position. (The decayed, desiccated old Théoden under Saruman's spell-- wow, what a mess. Almost as impressive as the subtlety of the transformation after Gandalf exorcises him.) But one thing I thought was missing was any of the "mystery story" about Gríma-- whether he was an agent of Saruman was never in any doubt; Éomer called him out in the very first scene. Not a bad omission, but it seemed a bit rushed.

  • There was one weird moment of directorial bobbling that confused me: right at the moment when Gandalf drives out Saruman's spell from Théoden and is knocked headlong on the floor in reaction. Now, maybe it's just me, but... my interpretation, for several weird seconds, was that Gandalf had quite literally driven out Saruman from Théoden's body, and that was Saruman that got flung on the floor. I half expected him to jump up, look around wildly, hiss, and raise his arms and go flying out the window, wailing and screeching his way back to Isengard. And of course the guards would all yell, "Quick-- he's getting away!"

  • Treebeard and the Ents work, I think. I buy it. Certainly a better interpretation of Ents than I've seen before.

  • Speaking of which, good misdirection on the "white wizard" bit-- though the explicitude of Merry and Pippin meeting Gandalf the White before he reveals himself to the other three is an interesting plot simplification. Not sure if it'll have repercussions later.

  • And speaking of relevant-to-these-times dialogue, how about Éowyn when she's practicing with her sword? "The women of this land learned long ago that even those who do not live by the sword can still die upon them." As good a literary distillation of the Rachel Lucas/Bill Whittle gun-rights argument as I've seen.

  • Gandalf, when describing his battle with the Balrog, said he "smote his ruin upon the mountain", instead of the original implication (perpetuated by Bakshi) that casting down the Balrog onto the side of Caradhras caused the mountain to collapse or something ("broke the mountain-side where he smote it in his ruin"). A little verbal massaging that did wonders for plausibility.

  • Random note: This movie wasn't very green, was it? Especially compared to the first movie, and especially compared to how I expected places like Rohan to look. I was thinking "Irish countryside" or "Dances With Wolves". Instead we get this rocky, hillocky wasteland that I can't imagine would be a good place to run horses; can you imagine how many wombat holes there would be to trip them up and break their legs? On the plus side, though, beautiful cinematography, especially in those long, wide pans across the White Mountains with Edoras in the foreground and the peaks off the top of the screen. Fantastic use of telephoto.

  • Something odd I noticed: Jackson seems to be deliberately setting up the entire bloody world to be unhelpful, cynical, disinterested, provincial... first Rivendell, then Lórien, now Théoden, Gondor, and even the Ents. Merry and Pippin have to trick Treebeard into attacking Isengard. World in decay, indeed...

  • After the Entmoot, when Merry says "How can that be your decision?", the camera does this weird jump-cut-- from behind Merry, to close-up on his face, then straight back to the aerial shot behind Treebeard, all before he's done with the sentence. Looks like a sloppy editing job to me; here's hoping it looks better on the DVD.

  • Jackson combined Dunharrow and Helm's Deep in this movie-- probably a good move, for simplification purposes, and it was one of the things that I thought was a little needlessly confusing about the book: if the Orcs were interested in attacking the women and children and destroying Rohan through that ruthless route (as was indicated by the Warg-riders' attack on the refugee train), they could have simply ridden on by the warriors in Helm's Deep, waved, and gone on to slaughter. This way is more direct and understandable, and concentrates all the more urgency into Helm's Deep itself. (I wonder how much screen-time the Paths of the Dead thing will get; in the book it's all handled in a very offhand, high-style aside, with some of the book's most Biblical language; it's a confusing plot point to all but the most hard-core fans.)

  • Speaking of Helm's Deep-- all I'm going to say about it is that it's one helluva battle. Someone was really doing his homework about how a siege of this type would work. Beautiful work.

  • Still no mention of Andúril, even though there was a prime opportunity for it that was added explicitly-- Haldir's robot archers. (Seriously-- robots or Vulcans. Jeebus.) Haldir specifically said he'd come from Elrond; and Elrond, in the preceding Arwen scene, had flashbacked to the painting on the wall of the chamber in Rivendell where the shards of Narsil were. It seems the time was ripe for Elrond to have had the sword reforged and sent to Aragorn as a token. But then, this whole new subplot with Aragorn's near-death after the Warg attack seemed designed to show that Elrond is still one tight-assed, bitter old Half-Elf, and Arwen isn't improving his mood any. My suspicion is that he'll eventually come around, in RotK, and Andúril will appear then, on the Pelennor, or in front of the Morannon, or somewhere-- or not at all. (Or maybe at the coronation. Elrond will come riding up, panting: "Aragorn! Your Majesty! Here you go-- I believed in you all along! Good on ya, kid!")

  • That whole "Aragorn fake death" sequence... it seemed awfully weird, and the Elvish platitudes between him and Arwen were meaningless, saccharine, and took too long, giving the audience time to lose interest, giggle and talk amongst themselves, and call each other on their %^$#%$@#@%@ cellphones-- but it did give Jackson an opportunity to cover a number of things about Rohan-- for instance, how "special" the horses are. The horse that comes to rescue Aragorn, that turns him over and bends down to let Aragorn hoist himself up... very cool scene, but at first I couldn't tell if Jackson was actually going to play it bizarrely comedic-- I was all set up to laugh my ass off as his imagined kiss with Arwen melted into a tongue-wrestling match with the horse, his hands in the horse's mane accompanied by an "Ohhh... Arwen..."

  • Gimli was certainly converted into this movie's comic relief, instead of Merry and Pippin-- and I think that's fine, considering how much fun we know John Rhys-Davies has been having with the role. It was cool to see the "dwarf-tossing" joke come back around again; that was one I'd never expected to see again. But Gimli and Legolas are what adds a "buddy movie" line to the story, even in the book; and the whole "kill tally" business, which is the source of a lot of the book's humor, is only part of the set of gags Gimli gets this time. (The riffs on his height, especially right before the Orcs attack Helm's Deep, were like arrows to the mark: "Shall I get you a box?") However, I'm bummed that the "kill tally" line never really had a resolution, like in the book; it just sort of petered out. Perhaps in the long-version DVD...

  • The arrival-of-the-cavalry at the end-- damn, those are some good horses, if they can come down that steep-ass mountainside under control and at a run.

  • Throughout the movie-- the orcs get a whole lot more lines and interaction with the regular characters than I expected. Makes them seem more real and "human"... but it was surprising how it worked, the texture it added. They aren't monsters, anymore-- just really ugly dudes. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not.

  • So, then, turning to Frodo and Sam... I thought the Black Gate scene was outstanding. Great tech on the gate, with the trolls and the machinery (fits in nicely with Saruman's crack about the old order "burning in the fires of industry"-- and McDonald's, and Levi's, and Barbie, and Coca-Cola, right?). Excellent armor design on those Easterlings or Southrons or whoever that army was that was entering via the gate. And the bit with the cloak, and the pretending to be a rock-- that worked surprisingly well, especially with the whipping it off at the end. Except it would have been nice if they'd foreshadowed what the cloaks could do, a little bit, beforehand. Otherwise this looks like just a stupid happy accident.

  • So then there's this whole side story with Faramir and Osgiliath. Frodo gives him the by-now-familiar "Here's the Ring; what are you gonna do about it?" temptation, but Faramir actually says I'm taking it. It's like I was watching some kind of Choose Your Own Adventure, and I'd taken a wrong turn here. What, Peter, did you get hold of the infamous "alternate ending" version of the book, where Faramir took the ring and used it to defend Gondor? But it did eventually resolve itself fairly well, with the battle in Osgiliath and Frodo's attacking Sam, which were pretty cool; still, the movie wasn't kind to Faramir at all. Which I didn't like very much. Faramir was always one of my favorite characters-- the put-upon "wussy younger brother" who did everything right and made all the honorable choices, but was still spat on by Denethor, who could never see beyond his love for Boromir. Faramir was the Harry Potter to Boromir's Dudley Dursley. So far, Boromir's come off as a much cooler character-- much more of a badass, looks better in armor, has a better beard, has a much more direct and convincing redemption scene. There's plenty of time left for Faramir, yes, but... so far I don't like him one bit. Pity.

  • Much less "mysticism" about the Ring this time around; it didn't seem to be "calling out" to Faramir, the way it did to everybody in the first movie.

  • Gollum gets an overall thumbs-up. Great animation, especially on his face. I was a little worried at first, having seen only the trailers, that he'd look too jerky and crude. But now that I've seen the whole thing, it all looked very convincing. And the Ents, by the way-- their smooth movements from stock-still to stock-still worked extremely well. Cool... very good job by all the animators.

  • Interesting how they spent a fair amount of time poring over a map on-screen this time. It was one thing I think the first movie was lacking, and could have benefited from; this time, the geography of Rohan and Gondor is much more clear. And that's all to the good. It even worked as a plot point.

  • Good choice of where to end the two storylines; the Rohan story ends right where Bakshi ended it ("The forces of evil were banished forever from Middle-Earth"-- oh really?), and Frodo and Sam's story ends right after the Osgiliath thing. I guess Jackson wanted to end both storylines right after a big decisive battle scene; putting in Shelob or Isengard would have been very anticlimactic places to end. This works, I think-- though RotK will be the touchstone for the success of that move.

  • By the same token, one friend noted that one purpose of the Osgiliath subplot might have been to keep the movie from being four separate plotlines: two big army ones, and two with a couple of hobbits sneaking around in the background. This way, the hobbits-sneaking-around storylines get interwoven with the big-army storylines, which keeps the audience interested.

  • "The Two Towers" was supposed to refer to Minas Tirith and Minas Morgul, according to the original punditry on the book. But in the movie's interpretation, the "two towers" are Isengard and Barad-dûr, with the explicit "alliance of evil industry" between Saruman and Sauron. Interesting twist, but it works.

  • The destruction of Isengard: excellent. Especially that one Ent, on fire, ducking into the water.

Whew... so now for another year of waiting and speculating. Lots of people are completely hooked now, people who had never read the books and haven't yet started... it's shaping up to be a fantastic trilogy. With a lot of original creativity imposed by Jackson-- not just a blind posting of the books up onto the screen. Definitely a monumental three years for all of us Tolkien fans.

21:23 - Now that's cute

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From the "They didn't have to do that" file, brought to my attention by Marcus:



Drag a file into a Finder window that's mostly off-screen; hold it there, and the window will slide smoothly out to meet you.

The heated seats massage your buttocks, too.

17:49 - You're not as happy as you think you are!

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(...To borrow a line from a comedian who was trying to capture Bob Dole's 1996 campaign attitude.)

Tom Lehrer, too, once had a line about a friend who "specialized in giving helpful advice to people who were happier than he was."

That's what I feel like sometimes, when explaining what it is about the Mac and about Apple that I think is worth writing as many megabytes about them that I have over the past year. I find myself in the position where for all intents and purposes I'm trying to convince people who are perfectly happy with their computers that they shouldn't be... or that there are things about their computers that they don't even realize are sucky.

I'm reminded of this every time I have to explain ColorSync to a PC person, or give reasons why Macs are so preferred in professional video editing, or graphics, or audio, or prepress. I explain the technical reasons why Windows is inherently ill-equipped for these tasks, and they don't believe me-- because how can Windows be so dominant if it's that deficient?

Well, it's because for 95% of the uses for computers, the advantages of the Mac are invisible. A school might buy Macs for their maintainability, but students-- who have PCs at home-- merely find them unfamiliar and weird. And they're usually ill-maintained, used as scanner machines or Photoshop stations, and the students come away thinking that Macs are the retarded uncle of the computer world, rather than considering why a Mac was being used for scanning and Photoshop in the first place.

There are problems Windows is trying to solve nowadays that people don't even consider "problems" most of the time, because they've figured out a way to cope with Windows' deficiencies in those areas. But what galls me so much is that Apple solved so many of those problems years ago, through lots of research and development, and that's why Macs cost more. Reward for effort. It's only fair, right? And for those industries that depend on Apple's solutions for the survival of their business model, Macs are indispensable. Mention Windows in such an environment and you'll get laughs.

Macs have things like ColorSync, WYSIWYG dpi-based monitors, FireWire (and SCSI before that), and peer-to-peer zero-configuration IP-routable file-sharing. Each of these things helped to define an industry, but there were always cheaper solutions on the Wintel side that satisfied the average, everyday consumer, even if they were sorely insufficient for those industries that depended upon those solutions being done the right way. For most of those computer users, the Mac solutions are things they've never heard of-- things they can't imagine are really that worthwhile, because they've figured out ways to cope with not having them... or because they don't have a need for a better solution that the ones they have under Windows.

PC users without ColorSync learn to deal with the fact that the colors in their images never quite match up, that one user can't send an image to another and be assured that it will appear the same on the recipient's screen as on his own. They grouse and grumble, but they accept it as "one of those computer things". They learn to tweak colors one way or another, fiddling with white-balance and temperature and doing multiple proofs until it comes out right. And that's just the way it is.

PC users with xVGA-based video cards and monitors (which includes Macs these days-- the dpi-based monitor standard has given way to the demand for higher pixel density and large resolutions) have learned to deal with images that aren't exactly the same size on screen as they would print out on paper. Point sizes on fonts have ceased to have any meaning, other than relative to other screen elements, crippling CSS. Images are rendered however the video card and monitor feel like laying them out, eschewing attempts to simulate reality. And that's just the way it is.

PC users without FireWire or SCSI have things like USB2 and IDE. And those things are fine, as long as you don't need to daisy-chain the devices together, offload the processing from the CPU into the devices, or power them through the same cable that carries the data, especially if it's a device that uses a lot of power. But for most PC users, IDE and USB are fine, because they've learned to cope with A/C adapters that take up three slots on a power strip and device channels that can only handle two drives each. That's good enough for most people. If they need more, they just get more power strips and USB hubs. And that's just the way it is.

PC users without AppleTalk get by with Windows' SMB-based file sharing, which is fine on a LAN-- but which isn't routable over IP and never has been. You can't just type in an IP address and mount someone's drive from across the country. But that's fine for most people; they use SMB to pass files around the LAN, but when they encounter the limitations of Windows' file-sharing, they turn to things like e-mail as a means to broadcast their PowerPoint presentations and Word docs. I'm sure I need not explain how ugly an idea this is, but whaddyagonna do? This is Windows. It's just the way it is.

Some of Apple's solutions will eventually make it to the PC world. Apple-style monitor-control software, common on Mac monitors since 1991 or so, is appearing from many third-party companies these days. Windows may one day implement a kind of file-sharing that does everything AppleTalk does. But other solutions, like ColorSync, are unlikely ever to reach the PC world-- not to their full extent and potential-- precisely because of the open nature of the Wintel architecture, the democratization that made Windows so successful against the Mac on the strength of price. When every company has its own idea of how monitors should work, a technology like ColorSync is... shall we say, implausible.

Most people remain blissfully ignorant of just why it is that Apple exists. Because they'll never benefit directly from the solutions Apple has implemented over the years, not being in the industries that demand the "real deal", all they know about Apple is that it's just "some weird computer company that makes expensive machines that don't run Windows". They have no idea why Mac people are so ferociously adamant that Apple not be given short shrift or belittled by sneering wags who would rather see a homogeneously Windows-based world than learn why it is that some industries still insist upon Macs. It's simpler to assume that the graphics world is inhabited by rich snobby art people who are seduced by translucent plastic, right? It can't be that they know something that the hecklers don't.

Because a rant like this is never complete without a metaphor-- it's as though Ferraris or Lamborghinis are being criticized for having insufficient trunk space or seating room or hauling capacity. Of course they suck in those areas. But for the purposes Ferraris or Lamborghinis are targeted towards, there is no substituting them with Fords or Chevys. (And in any case, Macs are a lot more well-rounded than Ferraris. ...I didn't say it was a good metaphor.)

What irks me beyond belief, however, is that eventually the defenders are going to be overwhelmed. There are just too few of them left, and even if everyone in the trenches who understands the issues remains firm in their resolve, there will always be clueless supervisors reading eWeek and Network World and .NET Propagandist Weekly who look around, startled, and realize how much money I could save the company if only we got cheap PCs instead of these stupid Macs. Macs are just slow, incompatible computers with more style than substance, right? And out go the Macs, and if necessary the people who relinquish them only over their own dead bodies; such people are livin' in the past. Windows Is The Future!


And then these supervisors wonder why they can't do certain things the same way anymore, and why there doesn't seem to be a good solution for IP-routable file-sharing or standardized color-matching-- why so much more of the business is based on kludges and assumptions and guesswork, instead of the technology just working and handling all that computer-related crap for people.

We in the trenches see this happening every day. We see Macs dwindle from business, thrust out by standardization in IT (in the name of reduced support costs, not that Macs cause nearly the same number of long-term headaches as computers with Registries do) or by starry-eyed supervisors intent in saving a buck and impressed by the Dell they got for their daughter and how fast it ripped that CD. Out with the old! In with the new! So long, stupid old Macs! Hello, the bright future of Windows!

Now, I really have no problem with people buying PCs because of lower price or higher speed or greater software compatibility. Those are all fine things.

But for me, conscientious design is a real, honest-to-God feature, as are fit-and-finish and corporate integrity and a demonstrated penchant for pandering to consumers' needs.

But even more important to me is that Macs not be dismissed from the niches where they are the only viable solution, just because of some edict from some suit who thinks he's doing his company a favor. I want people to be aware of what makes Macs special, what makes them desirable to the pros who use them. I want to make sure people understand what it is they're mocking before they mock it. Because if they knew, really knew how Windows was lacking and how much better it can be done, they probably wouldn't be quite so dismissive. They might even realize why it is that a company like Apple, which by rights and by all the evidence they can see should have died long ago, is still chugging right along, hanging on to that 5% of the market, and running prime-time TV ads and covering Silicon Valley with billboards.

They're not dying; and that fact is attributable to the many people who do still understand what it was Apple was trying to accomplish, and what they're still doggedly pursuing. They're willing to pay the extra dollar to support uncompromising development of real, top-drawer solutions, even if they themselves won't use them. I don't consciously use ColorSync myself; but Apple gets my dollar because they went the extra mile to create it. That's the kind of company that we need in this world.

Because if Apple were gone, even people who'd never used a Mac in their lives would lack from their lives the things made possible by the people who do.



UPDATE: Robert Lloyd mails to tell me that Windows can do direct IP-based file-sharing now. Well, that's good-- I figured they'd get to it eventually.


Thursday, December 19, 2002
10:10 - New WTC Designs
http://www.cnn.com

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Okay-- so, various folks have linked to these new WTC designs that have been unveiled. I haven't yet had a chance to register my opinions, but at first blush I'd have to go with the majority and agree that primarily I'm extremely happy that the original blah-fest of proposals were sent summarily back to the drawing board. Clusters of anonymous office buildings isn't any kind of way to mark this set of events in history. Fifty years from now there are going to be thousands and thousands of pilgrims visiting the WTC site, and they're going to want to be able to find the place without a street map. That's the way it should be.

So anyway, CNN has a vote on the various designs. They're all appropriately scaled and free-standing, finally; this time they actually seem to aspire to improve upon the site, rather than to just band-aid the gash in the skyline so nobody notices. Some of the designs I find bizarre and gross, but others definitely have the right idea: huge and imposing, but tasteful.


#1. Studio Libeskind.
Hmm. Four amorphous quartz crystals with a pointy spire reminiscent of Frank Lloyd Wright's Chicago "Mile High Skyscraper" concept? Naaah. We can do better than this.



#2. Foster & Partners.
I could totally go for this one. It's got that whole glass-and-steel Star Trek look to it, but it's extremely evocative of the original WTC, as well as being much taller. I wonder how it would react to wind, what with the venturi-tube effect betwen the towers, though...



#. Meier Eisenman Gwathmey Holl.
Looks like a couple of Rice Chex dropped into the middle of Manhattan, or possibly a giant fence erected to keep out intruders. No stylistic integration with... anything, really. Bleah.



#4. THINK Team.
The idea with the three narrow towers is kinda cool, but I'm less-than-wild about this "World Cultural Center" thing. It looks like a mock-up, like the false fronts on Old West buildings. It looks like the city's saying "We can't put the World Trade Center towers back up, so we'll build a wire-frame model of it so people think the towers are still here." Plus the name "World Cultural Center" sounds like a lame post-modern backlash-against-trade-and-commerce thing-- bets on whether a three-story "9/11 was caused by America's insensitivity to the Palestinian cause and cultural imperialism in oil-rich nations" exhibit is part of the proposal? Oh, and whatever-that-is near the top sorta looks like a plane stuck in the towers, but that's just me.



#5. United Architects.
Nice thought, nice scale and size, but... from the ground, this thing looks like three or four buildings grew together as a result of bad splint-work, or possibly like several buildings fell against each other and got stuck together. I'll pass.



#6. Peterson/Littenberg.
I'm not sure what to make of this. The towers look nice, very Empire State Building-- even the concept art looks like "City Beautiful" stuff. But I can't tell where the buildings are supposed to go, from the artwork. I'd like to see a better skyline shot of this one.



#7. Skidmore, Owings & Merrill.
The hell is this? Arc de Triomphe in a corset? Looks like a bad optical illusion. No thank you.


As for the voting, it's surprisingly close-- every design has many thousands of votes. But the front-runner, and this doesn't exactly surprise me, is #2-- perhaps because it bears the most resemblance to the original. Somehow I suspect that if one of the proposals were to build 'em back exactly as before, that one would be raking in the votes. As it is, I'm glad to see that the people have taste as well as nostalgia.

This might work out yet.
Wednesday, December 18, 2002
02:36 - Busy week

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There's not been a whole lot of blogging today (read: none), largely because this week is rapidly barreling toward the Big Move-- in which we pick up our corporate skirts and scuttle down the road a couple of blocks to a new building, a larger one which can accommodate us as we grow. There are three stories altogether, and to start out we'll only be in the first two, with large empty areas that we're not allowed to put permanent furniture into until we decide to add it to the lease; but until then, nobody else can use it either, so we can use it for, say, Ultimate Frisbee or Super Soaker wars.

This does mean, however, that our days are taken up currently with dismantling our labs and cubicles and packing their component parts all up into boxes with little color-coded labels. This takes up a lot of time during the day, and saps me of most of the energy I otherwise would have had at night. So I can't even complain about not having been able to score opening-day tickets for The Two Towers.

Ah well-- Friday will be a bust work-wise, because on noon we all shut down our color-coded machines and go home. And for me (and, likely, most of the rest of the engineering staff), that will mean "go home by way of the movie theater".

I did see Star Trek: Nemesis last night, though. Very good movie, if viewed in a self-contained sort of way. Continuity-wise with respect to the TNG series, though-- well, all I can say is that it stands to reason that Brent Spiner had a hand in writing this one, and it doesn't appear that he stands on much ceremony when it comes to maintaining compatibility with the established storyline.

And what with that Voyager episode with Janeway's ancestor in that snowbound Minnesota town, and now this-- what, is the entire Janeway clan throughout history an unbroken line of clones?


And I didn't buy that one dude as a younger version of Picard, either. Sure, they may have broken his nose, broken his jaw... but surely they didn't break his lips too. Those aren't Picard lips. Plus this would imply that Picard had less hair when he was younger-- male-pattern antibaldness is creeping up onto his head from the back, and when Stewart is 90, he'll have a full luxuriant mop to call his own.

Eminently MST3K'able movie. But good nonetheless.
Tuesday, December 17, 2002
02:18 - That's a new one on me...
http://www.guardian.co.uk/international/story/0,3604,861272,00.html

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Hey-- did you know that South Africa is a mortal enemy of ours now? Or at least, they consider us to be an enemy. A bad enough one that they're willing to forgo the funding that would have paid for HIV/AIDS drugs, and instead spend it on submarines to use in the event of an attack by the US.

(Via CapLion.)

Manto Tshabalala-Msimang told the Guardian that budgetary priorities meant her department could not provide anti-retrovirals to the estimated 4.5m South Africans with HIV. "We don't have the money for that. Where would it come from?"

Asked if it could come from defence savings from leaving out the submarines which formed part of a £4bn arms deal, the minister said that South Africa needed to deter aggressors: "Look at what Bush is doing. He could invade."

President Bush is expected to visit South Africa in January although only as part of a diplomatic tour of several African countries.

9/11 may have come out of left field, but this is from somewhere up in the nosebleed seats, or maybe out in the parking lot. What mental illness is it that has afflicted the leaders of just about every nation on Earth lately? Why is it so difficult for them to understand what we fight against, when, and why?


How does one argue with people like this? Where does one even begin?

And when did the USA become a bigger menace to the world than AIDS?

01:03 - Right under my nose

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My search for pickles has taken me to all corners of the world, throughout my life. I've gone through brand after brand of grocery-store dills trying to find a reasonable approximation of the bright green, humungous deli-style monsters they sell in the fluorescent brine at meat counters in supermarkets and 7-11s. But they never sell those in grocery stores' pickle aisles, nor do they sell the sliced versions. At college, I could have my fill of the green slices of ambrosia, party as they were to the bounty of Sysco. But now those days are gone; and the best I can do is to ask for extra-heavy pickles at burger joints and sandwich places, hoping that one day I can penetrate the perimeter of the Evil Pickle Conspiracy and find out where one can obtain these supreme examples of foodservice pickledom. Even Granzella's, the restaurant/deli/grocery out in Williams where my family stopped on the way back from vacation and I found jars of the whole giant deli dills for $8.95 (and brought one home cradled in my lap), seems not to carry them anymore.


But today I had a revelation-- one that I feel like an idiot for not having before. If I want the kinds of pickles I get in restaurants, why not go to Smart & Final-- the foodservice supply bulk retailer that has outlets all over the Bay Area as well as the whole state?

Of course, they had 'em. Of course, they're exactly what I wanted. And henceforth, my quesadillas shall never go unadorned again.

They're cheap-ass, they're brashly oversalted, they glow in the dark. And that's the stuff of my dreams. Such has it been for nearly twenty-seven years, and now the dream is realized.

Now the only question that remains: who in God's green hell came up with the name Smart & Final?

16:31 - As though we expected any different...
http://www.danielpipes.org/article/982

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Via LGF. I saw a story in the Mercury News on this PBS series (Muhammad: Legacy of a Prophet) during the same Taco Bell lunch when I ran across the ad for Bowling for Columbine. It was a nice full-color feature in the Entertainment section, featuring one of the show's producers, a son of American converts to Islam.

Forget print, go to film. Put together a handsome documentary with an original musical score that presents Islam's prophet Muhammad in the most glowing manner, indeed, as a model of perfection. Round up Muslim and non-Muslim enthusiasts to endorse the nobility and truth of his message. Splice in vignettes of winsome American Muslims testifying to the justice and beauty of their Islamic faith. Then get the U.S. taxpayer to help pay for it.

Show it at prime time on the most high-minded TV network. Oh, and screen it at least once during the holidays, when anyone out of synch with Christmas might be especially susceptible to another religion's appeal.

. . .

* PBS has betrayed its viewers by presenting an airbrushed and uncritical documentary of a topic that has both world historical and contemporary significance. Its patronizing film might be fine for an Islamic Sunday school class, but not for a national audience.

For example, PBS ignores an ongoing scholarly reassessment of Muhammad's life that disputes every detail - down to the century and region Muhammad lived in - of its film. This is especially odd when contrasted with the 1998 PBS documentary, "From Jesus to Christ," which focuses almost exclusively on the work of cutting-edge scholars and presents the latest in critical thinking on Jesus.

* The U.S. government should never fund a documentary whose obvious intent is to glorify a religion and proselytize for it. Doing so flies in the face of American tradition and law. On behalf of taxpayers, a public-interest law firm should bring suit against the Corporation for Public Broadcasting, both to address this week's travesty and to win an injunction against any possible repetitions.

Now, I know this reaction smacks of a fear that this documentary will in fact result in a lot of fresh American converts to Islam-- that we don't trust the nature of secularity, democracy, and our existing traditions to stand up to scrutiny, and that we'd rather suppress "dangerous" viewpoints rather than risk them gaining a following.

And maybe there is in fact some of that. The disaffected youth of today crave a non-American role model. They sneer when they see the Stars and Stripes on TV, even (and sometimes especially) after 9/11. It's cool to be non-American, even anti-American. Why watch Disney movies when you can take that beginning Japanese 101 for Anime-Watching course and pepper your speech with kawaii and gaijin and otaku? Why eat at McDonald's when you can eat take-out Thai? Why go to church with your clueless parents when you can go to a mosque?

It takes a supreme effort of will not to feel threatened by this, especially knowing that there is another side to Islam as it is practiced elsewhere in the world-- and that as long as it's kept far away, even that seems romantic and cool to some. No doubt most would change their minds if they had to experience it first-hand, or if they stopped reacting out of rebelliousness and actually thought about what they were doing. (Ar-Rahman abounds every day with women living in England or the US rhapsodizing about what a paradise for women an Islamic world would be, as though everything we know about life in Saudi Arabia or Taliban Afghanistan is wrong, or if it's right, that those are regrettable exceptions that no true Muslim would actually want.) But for someone wishing to make his fiery teenaged mark on the world, perhaps the most rebellious and self-righteous and purposefully inscrutable thing he can do-- the thing most surely guaranteed to piss off his parents, far more so than listening to Eminem or smoking-- would be to cheer 9/11 and/or convert to Islam.

Look, I don't care at all whether someone chooses for his or her own personal reasons to adopt some particular religion. I have friends who have gone Mormon and JW and 7DA. I don't have the slightest problem with it; if it makes them happy, that's great. Frabjous day.

But I'm not about to tolerate my tax money being used to fund positively-biased proselytizing films for those religions, to be shown on PBS right in the middle of a period when we're trying to find solace in our cherished traditions while so much of the world we grew up with changes right out from under us. Now's a time when we need the facts, and the other facts that back them up-- not propaganda designed to be divisive and to further an agenda which is profoundly counter to the spirit upon which this country was founded.

Unless PBS is planning a follow-up special that encompasses the whole picture of Islam in the modern world and complete coverage of the loudly spoken aims of its highest imams-- I can see it now, Ken Burns' Islam-- I'd say PBS has reached the end of its usefulness to me.

11:23 - John Poindexter, This Is Your Life
http://www.wired.com/news/politics/0,1283,56860,00.html

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I'm lifting this title from the e-mail from Matt Eric who responded to my plea for help in tracking down this source. (I knew I'd seen it on InstaPundit, but oddly enough my searches on "poindexter" had turned up squat. I was beginning to wonder whether the reason I couldn't find any info on this new eyes-that-never-sleep system was that it was already working, or something.)

"Why, for example, is their $269,700 Rockville, Md., house covered with artificial siding, according to Maryland tax records? Shouldn't a Reagan conspirator be able to afford repainting every seven years? Is the Donald Douglas Poindexter listed in Maryland sex-offender records any relation to the good admiral? What do Tom Maxwell, at 8 Barrington Fare, and James Galvin, at 12 Barrington Fare, think of their spooky neighbor?"

. . .

What Smith didn't realize was that Poindexter's phone number and other information would end up on more than 100 Web pages a week later as others took up the cause.

Phone-phreaking hackers supplied details on the Verizon switch serving the admiral's home. The popular Cryptome privacy-issues website posted satellite photos of the house.

Poindexter could not be reached for comment for this story, and calls to his home phone now reach a recording: "The party you are calling is not available at this time."

Left wing... right wing... we're the ones with the Internet.

Matt adds:

This ought to be made into a major project. We should all get some dirt on him,his extended family, reading habits, and post it all to the Internet. Let's see how *he* likes it.

P.S. And maybe also do the same for whoever came up with that creepy-ass logo.

Yeah, I'm all for that.

11:04 - I love this place

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I just drove through what seemed like three entirely different biomes on my way to work this morning.

When I left my house, it was in bright sunlight, under the bluest sky I've seen in weeks. The East Bay Hills were lit up in clear, 19th-century-painting-of-Ireland-looking greens and browns. There were big billowy clouds all around, ringing the view, blinding white on top and dark, heavy gray underneath.

On the high overpass from 101 onto 280, I could see the downtown San Jose skyline, lit by direct sunlight, looking like a World's Fair model... but behind it, in that contrast I love so very very much, was that dark curtain of cloud that sets off so perfectly any brightly-lit foreground scenery.


There was this huge raincloud squatting right in the middle of the valley, you see. Most of San Jose is in clear blue sunlight, but the center of the lowland area is home to this giant brooding mass of water. As I passed through the downtown area and the 880/17 intersection zone, the rain suddenly rushed onto the scene, taking me from the lowest notch on my intermittent wipers to the highest-speed continuous, for the space of about twenty seconds. Then I was back out in the barest of sprinkles.


And when I came into Cupertino and passed Apple's overseer-of-all-it-surveys headquarters on the left, the clouds' ragged western edges were giving way to that bluest sky in weeks, the western Peninsula mountains illuminated, the colors stark and bold. There was a light, crisp breeze blowing back the sunlit palm fronds against the dark, brooding, retreating cloud bank. The traffic light on the off-ramp stayed red extra-long just for me, so I could enjoy it.


(Yesterday, the clouds were bursting right over Apple, and the ever-popular "God Rays" were streaming out of a break in the cloud bank right down onto the Infinite Loop campus. But the clouds were moving way too fast for me to get a picture.)


I grabbed my camera and raced out for a quick circuit of the last couple of exits, but photos taken from a moving car never do the visuals justice. Plus I ran out of battery after about the second shot, and I had to trick the camera into letting me take a few more pictures, turning it off for a few seconds, then back on, then snapping the photo before it had time to realize what was going on and bark sternly at me. I'll pay for this eventually, I know. I'm sorry, camera.

There'll be more rain all this week, though, including another big storm on Thursday. I'll be ready for those God Rays this time.


UPDATE: And now it's hailing.


Good thing we're moving out of this building with its glass roof...



09:58 - Oh, now that's good.
http://chinpokomon.com/lap2/images/nra.jpg

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Marcus points me to this:




09:24 - Meme Penetration

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Just now on KFOX, Greg Kihn was asking listeners for ideas for "what kind of gift to get your honey". A woman called in to suggest an iPod. Get it engraved with her name, and fill it full of love songs.

Nice free ad for all listeners. I think this Christmas is going to be a pretty green one for Apple, now that they can count on iPod income at this kind of level.

09:15 - I'm sure I wasn't dreaming...

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Does anybody remember what blog or site it was that had the scoop on the grass-roots civil-disobedience movement against John Poindexter and the Total Personal Information Transparency Database, where people were looking up all of his personal information and his family's and posting it all over the net?

I was sure I'd see it picked up everywhere, but now I can't seem to find it again...
Monday, December 16, 2002
11:53 - It's not stupid. It's advaaaanced!

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This boggles my mind. Doesn't Windows have the concept of primary display and secondary displays, so it can show its dialogs and toolbars and everything centered on the primary one, instead of splitting them moronically across the gutter?

Silly me, for being used to an OS where there's never been this whole retarded EGA/VGA/SVGA litany, with preconceived standardized resolutions. Silly me for being used to an OS where screen resolution is based on actual, physical dots-per-inch, so WYSIWYG actually means WYSIWYG, and that has had 24-bit color support since the days of EGA. Silly me for being used to an OS where you simply specify an arbitrary geometry and color depth appropriate to your monitor, and if you have multiple monitors, drag the shapes around in the virtual desktop space until they're positioned how you want, and drag the menu bar from one to the other to specify where it should appear and which should be the primary display-- and the software just makes it happen.

When I was taking this picture, the SE guy who likes to heckle me because of my Macs said, "Why would you take a picture of a PC, when you could be taking one of a Mac?" I said, "Because taking a picture of a Mac would be boring. This is funny."


UPDATE: John Poole provides evidence that this particular specimen is not, in fact, the best Windows can do. I kinda figured as much. This is 2002, for crying-out-loud.


Sunday, December 15, 2002
02:33 - 'Cause we can't find reverse
http://www.mikesilverman.com/2002_12_08_log_archive.html#90051481

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I'd meant to see the Star Trek movie this weekend, if events hadn't conspired to keep me indoors most of today, and in a theater for a totally less worthwhile reason yesterday. But Mike Silverman has posted a thumbs-up, as well as his ranking of the ten movies.

I'd say his ranking is spot-on; and I'm glad to see that Nemesis apparently preserves the long-standing pattern of lame-ass odd-numbered Trek movies and quite good even-numbered ones. His succinct analyses of each film are dead right, especially for #4, The Voyage Home. I enjoyed that movie once, the first time. Nowadays I'd rather watch Short Circuit.

Personally, I wouldn't put The Wrath of Khan at #1, even though it's pretty universally accepted as the best by everybody who's registered an opinion. I dunno... I just don't find it all that enjoyable; that kind of pacing and staging doesn't do a lot for me. Sure, it's got all those great moments, the unmistakable memes; but the look-and-feel of the tech, the costumes, and so on just don't push my buttons. No, for my money I'd take First Contact. Its Borg are just so archetypical, to my mind; you get to see the post-apocalyptic Earth in one of those "rebuilding" stages that movies like Reign of Fire and Waterworld and <shudder> The Postman never get around to showing you, which is what pisses me off about most post-apocalyptic movies. You get to see the first cheesy-ass warp ship, blasting out of a missile silo with Steppenwolf on the radio. And you get to see a shirtless Patrick Stewart after what must have been a good year of pumping iron. Definitely one of the most testosterone-soaked of the series; and it has the epic scale that befits feature films, instead of the "overgrown episode" feel of dumb outings like Insurrection.

So I'm glad to hear that Nemesis will in all likelihood be right up there with the best of 'em. I'll swing by and see it this week. Hell, it's not like I'm going to get a chance to see The Two Towers until the weekend anyway.

18:04 - How to Wreck your Credibility

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Another little gem from Ar-Rahman:



And Michael Moore tells us that WASPish Americans are the ones who overreact irrationally.

Just for the sake of perspective-- last night, millions of Christian Americans watched in mirth as on South Park, Jesus Christ rode Santa's sleigh into Baghdad to slay Iraqis who were torturing Santa Claus in prison. He took a rifle round to the gut and died in a cellar, in Santa's arms.

And yet, somehow, life goes on.

I mean, criminy.

13:19 - A whole Lott of nothing

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My brief take on the whole Trent Lott thing--

Now, I'm not trying to defend the man, and I do think he really ought to resign, now that the statement about Thurmond is actually out of his mouth. It was thoughtless, and he should have known better. Now he has to set an example and take his medicine.

But-- and this is without knowing much of the context, so I may be basing this poorly-- I'm not convinced that what he in fact meant was that "segregation forever" would have been better for the country.

Let's see-- you're at the 100th birthday party of an old, old politician. You stand up to say a few kind words about him and his career. You recall in your mind that he'd run for President in 1948. So you say, "Hey, too bad you lost, huh? The country probably would have been better off."

It takes two levels of contextual awareness for the statement to mean the speaker agrees with Thurmond's 1948 Presidential-candidacy platform. The first level is to know that he'd run for President. The second is to know that he'd run on a segregationalist platform.

I don't think it's beyond plausibility that Lott simply forgot-- or didn't know-- about the second-tier implication. I suspect he said it because it's polite to remember Thurmond's careeer highlights; and only in the seconds afterward did the historically astute in the audience start to cough and clear their throats and look uncomfortable. I think it could well have just been a stupid, ignorant gaffe, that Lott didn't mean at all the way everybody is assuming he meant.

Like the press conference a few days ago where Ted Turner talked about his fortune having gone from nothing, straight up, up up, "till it was as high as, y'know, as the World Trade Center... . . ...uh, and then, like the World Trade Center, it came crashing right back down again. . . ...Wait, that's terrible." It wasn't premeditated; he was just on a roll, and it came out wrong. But Fox News broiled Turner for it (two guys discussing seriously whether Turner actually meant to compare his fortune to the 9/11 attacks, while the bottom of the screen flashed statements like 1999: TED TURNER CALLS CHRISTIANITY "A RELIGION FOR LOSERS" and 1984: TED TURNER SAYS THAT HAITIANS "BREED LIKE CATS" and 1995: TED TURNER SAYS THE POPE SHOULD "GET WITH THE TIMES"). Good Christ, you people.

But I didn't see it live-- all I saw was the offending quote taken out of context-- so I could be wrong.


UPDATE: And I am, according to Joshua Micah Marshall, via Judson. Though this viewpoint isn't exactly at odds with what I've said.



13:02 - Bond to happen

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I heard on the radio yesterday that North Korea is now demanding that Die Another Day be stricken from theaters, because it portrays North Korea and its citizens unfairly and slanderously.

"Our political prisons aren't anywhere near that posh," said a spokesman. "The scorpions we use are much bigger."
Saturday, December 14, 2002
20:50 - Earning my karma points

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Boy oh boy, is it ever pouring out there.

It looks like the weather forecasts were right; it's been coming down torrentially all day, along with high winds, enough so as to push down trees and knock out power and flood freeway offramps. And it looks like the worst is yet to come.

So what better way to spend the day, after finishing up some Christmas shopping, than to go to a theater on the edge of the power-outage zone in Saratoga and watch Bowling for Columbine?

After all, a newspaper I found in Taco Bell said it was still playing at the local AMC googolplex, and it had a quote from some critic who said that it should win not only the Best Documentary Oscar, but Best Picture-- "and possibly a Nobel Peace Prize." So I knew that this was something I'd have to see for myself, as I'd undoubtedly find myself having to defend my viewpoints against it. Best to know thy enemy and all that, right? That's why I listen to NPR whenever I'm in the car (well, among other reasons), and hang around with friends who think it's cute to refer sneeringly to the President as "Shrub" (y'know, 'cause he's a little Bush).

So-- well, at least now I know what all the fuss is about, I guess. And the thing was funny, sporadically-- though not always, I think, for the reasons Moore intended. For instance, it seems that his thesis (if one can be distilled from the confused, rambling series of anecdotal diatribes) is that Americans are a) irrationally terrified of everything, especially black people; and b) heavily armed-- and that's the reason why 11,000 of us kill each other with guns every year, to every other country's couple hundred. And Moore goes to great length to show that the reason why we're so irrationally terrified is because of the news media and shows like COPS, which pipe a neverending stream of feel-bad vibes into our households every day, using every subliminal advertising-science trick in the book to keep us in a perpetual state of fear, which fuels our need to buy-buy-buy. (Marilyn Manson was the one who put this point into words, oddly enough.)

And yet, a good 80% of the film itself is made using these very same dirty tricks-- ironic music, tasteless juxtaposition of unrelated sound bites with incendiary visuals, and interview clips and factoids taken thoroughly out of context. Others have already pointed out his blatant factual errors, flawed assumptions, and deliberately obscured truths, though even fans of the movie have admitted that not all of it rang true. (As "proof" that Americans harbor mass suspicion of blacks and consider them all to be potential killers, he cites the so-called "Africanized" killer bees-- a name given them by the Big Bad Media-- and the massive threat they posed to the Southwest, even though "they never came". He implies that this was all just a big distraction, invented by the news media and peppered with maps of Africa with big yellow arrows pointing from there to the USA, and given sly innuendo-filled terminology to play off our fear of African humans so we could worry about bees while the gummint went about its evil business.) The sequence that made my gorge rise the highest was his montage of all the US government's foreign policy crimes, from the installation of the Shah in Iran to the assassination of Allende to the Vietnam war to our arming of Saddam and Osama bin Laden to the reinstatement of the "dictator" of Kuwait after the Gulf war, all with numbers of civilian dead in the respective countries-- killed, we're led to believe, by US troops or weapons or dollars or ideas, because they're all the same anyway-- all in the tens of thousands. It ended, of course, with a video of the second WTC crash on 9/11, and a fade-to-black, over a subtitle mentioning Osama bin Laden using his CIA training to murder 3,000 people. "A paltry 3,000 people," it said between the lines. "A small blow by the victimized world against the evil oppressor of the past five decades." And the music behind this whole cavalcade of bile? What a Wonderful World, naturally.

I guess this must have just seemed to Moore to be the right time to make this kind of film. There are just so many exploitable memes out there these days, it was apparently inevitable. But I think his real motivation would have to have been his unexpected success, apparently sometime last year, in crusading against K-Mart with a couple of the survivors of the Columbine shooting, which resulted-- on camera, on national TV-- in getting K-Mart to stop selling ammunition. This was more than he or the kids were hoping for (apparently all they wanted was to confront the K-Mart higher-ups and make them admit to being the cause of all America's gun-related woes, and maybe to kiss the bullet wounds and make them better). But at the risk of sounding callous, I think that all this incident proved was that if you bring kids in wheelchairs up the steps of a giant corporate headquarters on national TV in order to plead on the behalf of the beleaguered and underrepresented non-killing-people and non-death and non-evil lobbies, you can bet your fat ass you're going to get some concessions from the PR people. You could sit on the steps of a convent and hold up pictures of doe-eyed puppies and kids in wheelchairs, and the public's going to side with you against the nuns. It's the awww instinct, as was so clearly demonstrated throughout the film as every time he talked to some guy who keeps a gun under his pillow, or mentioned some group that favors gun ownership, or noted that a celebrity-branded theme restaurant had dared to apply for tax breaks because it employed welfare workers, or held up a photo of the cute little girl shot by a six-year-old as Charlton Heston shuffled angrily off into his house, you could hear a rush of tongues clucking and voices muttering "That's terrible" or making that angry, frustrated EeeehhhHHH sigh. This was a heavily audience-participation sort of movie.

That said, I do think he raised a few points worth considering. Even if you discount the internecine gang warfare ("trash killing trash" as some put it) that accounts for such a huge proportion of gun violence in the US, I daresay we still have a good amount more of it in this country than the similarly-well-armed Canada would have if it had ten times the population it does, in which case it would match ours. I think his claim that we live in an environment of pop-cultural fearmongering does hold some merit, though I have strong reservations about the blanket nature of that claim (you can find that it's a common thread in much of his work, and is seldom something you can back up with facts, as Rachel Lucas so effectively showed a couple of months ago). The centerpiece of the film, a South Park-like animated "Brief History of the USA" short, masterfully oversimplified the whole terrified-rich-white-Americans-abusing-and-fearing-Blacks issue, while at least managing to encompass a kernel of truth here and there, and pointing out the fact that our past isn't exactly roses and rainbows. And the fact that he's an NRA member and brought up in a gun culture does raise Moore's credibility above the simple "anti-gun ranter" status that he would otherwise have had (though he loses points for using his NRA membership to trick Charlton Heston into letting him in in good faith for an interview in which he intended to antagonize the man's core beliefs). And I do wish Heston had had a better answer for his questions about why the NRA thought it necessary to go and hold rallies in Littleton right after Columbine, and in Flint right after the 6-year-old's death. I'd have liked to see some explanation given in good faith from a well-prepared spokesman (whether the one extreme interpretation of there being hundreds of such rallies in suburban cities every day, led by hundreds of Heston lookalikes, and these just being unfortunate coincidences; or the other extreme interpretation of the NRA descending vulture-like upon scenes of carnage and waving guns as a show of invincibility-- or somewhere in between), rather than from an enfeebled, Alzheimer's-disease-suffering old icon whose mouth is more likely to betray a white-supremacist leaning than an inability to explain the NRA's policies anyway. (Heston really could have done better than to speak wistfully of the "old dead white men who invented this country" and blame the country's gun issues on our being multi-ethnic, then rapidly backpedaling.) Any "I don't have an answer to that question" from an interviewee is a victory for the interviewer, and Heston didn't acquit himself very well, even for a Beverly Hills shut-in nearing the end of his mental faculties.

If Moore is looking for an honest answer to why the US is full of people who seem so much more keen on killing each other with guns than other countries with similar amounts of firearm ownership and similarly bloody pasts, I think he's looking in the wrong places, asking the people who are patently wrong to give those answers. Myself, I'd say it's that Americans are a passionate lot; we have the hybrid vigor that comes from a pioneering, explorationist past, one in which individual people made individual choices to push westward, to build entrepreneurial businesses, or to come to this country in the first place. People say of California, "Nobody's actually from here"-- and that's both a cause and an effect of California's vibrancy. People who choose to come to a place like this are by their nature "doers", people who are going to make things happen. And those things they make happen turn the state into a destination for more people attracted to such things. ...And when a people is passionate for positive achievement, they're going to be passionate about the negative things too; they're going to form their own allegiances to their own organizational structures, like gangs, and they're going to apply their passions toward fighting to the death for their own causes. We might not all agree on whether those causes are legitimate; but the people who kill and die for it do, and when that happens, the numbers rack up towards that big 11,000 on the screen.

Self-determination is a double-edged sword; not everybody uses it in a positive way. But you've got to take the bad with the good. And I hate to put it in these terms, but a country with no crime is a country with no individualistic spirit, no dynamism, no energy.

Moore naturally props up Canada as the big goal we should all be striving towards. Canadians don't show murders on the TV news; they show stories about new speedbumps. Canadian teenagers interviewed in Taco Bell parking lots don't shoot each other for revenge; they make fun of each other. Canadians don't overreact to every little slight, reaching for a gun as the first and last and only appropriate reaction to anything, on an individual or global scale; they have free health care. Canadians don't even lock their doors at night. Moore spent a long time on this one; to prove that Canadians are free of the fear promulgated by American mass media, he interviews a dozen random people and is told by each that because they see door locks as a way to imprison themselves inside rather than shut out the world, they don't lock their doors-- though one or two of them said that they'd in fact had their homes broken into, robbed, and vandalized while they slept or were away; yet they still felt no need to lock their doors. To me, that makes a person stupid, not welcoming and fear-free. But then I'm an American; what do I know.

And in any case, Moore doesn't exactly show the darker side of the Canadian system-- in which the prime minister won't even use the much-vaunted public health care system, and the national gun-registration system there has run to 43,000% over-budget, while the crime rate there is at an all-time high. And CapLion, who has plenty of experience living north of the border, says that the thing about Canadians not locking their doors at night is a crock. Canadian gun owners aren't allowed to use their guns for home defense; rather, they must wait for the police to arrive, which is bound to be a longer wait in the case of burglaries than, say, violent crime. I sure wouldn't leave my door unlocked.

(Except in the middle of the day, when I'm right there in the living room, as the people were when Moore decided to go from door to door to test this theory. I don't lock my goddamned door during the day either. Idiot.)

Ultimately, though, the main complaints I've heard about this movie seem to be borne out: like so many do-gooding liberals, Moore wants to take on the Big Issues that affect the whole world and all people, the things that nobody in their right mind would argue against tackling-- but he never really proposes any solutions. He spends a good twenty minutes railing against the Dick Clark's theme restaurant in a posh mall, where the mother of the six-year-old killer worked under a welfare-to-work program; Moore tracked down Dick Clark in his driveway and tried to get him to say how he felt about how "his" restaurant was forcing poor single mothers to work for $8.50 an hour to pay rent and support a child. I mean, what the hell did he expect Dick Clark to do? Make the woman an executive? Pay all workers $15 an hour, including non-work-to-welfare ones who otherwise get minimum wage and tips? Shut down the restaurant? Dismantle himself and donate his robot parts to an orphanage? Ultimately, Moore was simply harassing the man-- he didn't expect anything constructive to come of the confrontation more than an opportunity for him to plaintively whine into his microphone, as though Clark could still hear him, pleading for answers to his meager questions as his minivan drove away. And only the hardest-hearted would question the purity of his motives. Please, sir, it's for the children! Won't you think of the children?


The closest he comes to doing anything substantive is the K-Mart thing, though his obvious surprise that it worked is proof positive that he really didn't intend for the stunt to do anything but get the wheelchairs on TV under the big K-Mart sign and make people grumble and cluck their tongues about evil big corporations and the poor victimized little guy. Rather than facing any of the specific problems we're being forced to deal with in the post-9/11 age, he'd rather we spend our time flagellating ourselves over past transgressions real and imagined-- to spend our days in navel contemplation instead of naval engagement, I guess. Isn't it terrible that people are poor? War is so awful, isn't it? Boy, LA sure has a lot of smog! Yeah, you can install these home-security bars on your front door, but what if the guy has a spear? Doesn't it suck to be a teenager in public school? Isn't the nightly news gruesome and fatalistic? Guns are central to freedom, but people get shot-- isn't that horrible? Big, troublesome problems. We all agree-- we all do. But how do we solve them, Mr. Moore? You don't have an answer either? Didn't think so.

When all's said and done, I'd rather fight the battles I can fight, while striving to be a good person-- and hope that if we all follow that kind of example, our society can heal itself. The data suggests that that's already happening-- crime is going down, pollution is going down, environmental issues are tackled unanimously, racial integration goes on apace. Post-9/11, this country showed its true nature not by converting overnight into the police state that so many feared, but by going about our normal lives, accepting a little bit of inconvenience at the airport, but hardened to the idea that any one of us could be on the next Flight 93, and prepared to act accordingly. M-16s don't rule the streets; instead, we go to Ben & Jerry's and T.G.I. Friday's before heading to the 28-screen theater to watch documentaries about what horrible people we are for being rich and white.

Life's tough, especially in a nation of passionate people who value their individuality and freedom. More Nerf on all the sharp corners of life won't solve anything. Education and responsibility and example will go a long way.

But if you'll excuse me, there are pressing specific issues to tackle, and the poor and oppressed and smog-bound will have to wait. Namely, I have Christmas presents to wrap.
Friday, December 13, 2002
18:07 - What makes IE so fast?

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Internet Explorer on Windows always seems either to run impossibly fast (page requests are fulfilled almost before the mouse button has returned to its original unclicked position), or ridiculously slow (as with the weird stalling-on-connect problem that many people, including myself, have noticed).

One possible explanation is something that my team and I noticed a couple of years ago, in analyzing packet traces of IE's connection setup procedure. Microsoft might have fixed this since then; I'm not sure. But it's a possible culprit.

First of all, for those rusty on their TCP/IP-- here's how a normal HTTP request over TCP should work:

Client Server
1. SYN ->
2. <- SYN/ACK
3. ACK ->
4. Request ->



This is how the client and server synchronize their sequence numbers, which is how a connection gets established. The client sends a synchronization request, the server acknowledges it and sends a synchronization request of its own, and the client acknowledges that. Only then can the HTTP request proceed reliably.

The server's SYN (synchronize) and ACK (acknowledgement) packets are combined for speed; there's no reason to send two separate packets, when you're trying to get a connection established as quickly as possible. Another speed enhancement that Mac OS 9's stack uses, by the way, is to combine the client's ACK and the HTTP request into a single packet; this is legal, but not frequently done. The idea is that within the structure of TCP/IP, you want to minimize the number of transactions that need to take place in setting up the two-way handshake necessary before you can send the HTTP request.

When tearing down a connection, it looks like this:

Client Server
1. <- FIN
2. ACK ->
3. FIN ->
4. <- ACK



This generally takes four steps, and the FIN/ACK packets are usually not consolidated because connection teardown is nowhere near as speed-sensitive as startup is. (The FIN sequence can be initiated either by the client or the server.)

Many very stupid companies have tried to come up with overly clever ways to speed up TCP/IP. TCP, by its nature, is a stateful and bidirectional protocol that requires all data packets to be acknowledged; this makes the data flow reliable, by providing a mechanism for dropped packets to be retransmitted; but this also makes for a more strictly regimented flow structure involving more packets transmitted over the wire than in simpler, non-reliable protocols like UDP-- and therefore it's slower. One company that thought itself a lot smarter than it really was, called RunTCP, came up with the idea of "pre-acking" TCP packets; it would send out the acknowledgments for a whole pile of data packets in advance, thus freeing them from the onerous necessity of double-checking that each packet actually got there properly. And it worked great, speeding up TCP flows by a significant margin-- in the lab, under ideal test conditions. The minute you put RunTCP's products out onto the real Internet, everything stopped working. Which stands to reason-- their "solution" was to tear out all the infrastructure that made TCP work reliably, under competing load and in adverse conditions, in the first place. Dumbasses.

So then there's this thing we discovered in the lab. We noticed that when you entered a URL in Internet Explorer 5, its sequence of startup packets didn't look like the one shown above. Instead, it looked like this:

Client Server
1. Request ->
Uh... what? Dunno what the hell this is. I'll ignore it, or RST.
2. Oh, you're a standard server. Okay: SYN ->
3. <- SYN/ACK
4. ACK ->
5. Request ->



In other words, instead of sending a SYN packet like every other TCP/IP application in the world, IE would send out the request packet first of all. Just to check. Just in case the HTTP server was, oh, say, a Microsoft IIS server. Because IIS' HTTP teardown sequence looked like this:

Client Server
1. <- FIN
2. ACK ->


...And that's it. The client doesn't FIN, and the server doesn't ACK. In other words, the connection is kept "half-open" on the server end. The reason for this? Why, to make subsequent connections from IE clients faster. If the connection isn't torn down all the way, all IE has to do is send an HTTP request, with no preamble-- and the server will immediately respond. Ingenious!

They probably called it "Microsoft Active Web AccelerationX™®" or something.

(I may be remembering this incorrectly; it might be that the client does FIN, and the server simply keeps the connection around after it ACKs it. Instead of shutting down the connection entirely, it just waits to see if that client will come back, so it can open the connection back up immediately instead of having to go through that whole onerous SYN-SYN/ACK procedure. Damn rules!)

Now, what does this mean for non-IIS servers? It means that if you use IE to connect to them, it first tries to send that initial request packet, without any SYNs-- and then it only proceeds with the standard TCP connection setup procedure if the request packet gets a RST or no response (either of which is a valid way for a legal stack to deal with an unsynchronized packet). But IIS, playing by its own rules, would respond to that packet with an HTTP response right away, without bothering to complete the handshake. So IE to IIS servers will be nice and snappy, especially on subsequent connections after the first one. But IE to non-IIS servers waste a packet at the beginning of each request-- and depending on how the server handles that illegal request, it might immediately RST it, or it might just time out... which would make the browser seem infuriatingly slow to connect to new websites.

This is only marginally less stupid than RunTCP's "solution"-- and I say "marginally" only because in the grand scheme of things, this probably makes sense to Microsoft's network engineers. After all, eventually all clients will be Windows platforms running IE, and all servers will be Windows platforms running IIS. And then we can break all kinds of rules! Rules are only there to hold us back and force us to play nice with other vendors. Well, once the other vendors are all gone, who cares about some stupid RFC?

I have to admire their arrogance and their confidence. But it'll be some time before I can bring myself to admire their technical integrity.



UPDATE: Since this post got Slashdotted, I've been getting a pretty fair amount of e-mail, suggesting that the behavior we observed here might be anything from T/TCP to HTTP/1.1 pipelining to delirium tremens. Well, I should point out that this phenomenon was something we observed in 1997, before HTTP/1.1 was in wide use; both the client and server were using vanilla HTTP/1.0. As it turned out, it was actually the NT stack that was causing this to happen-- it didn't matter what client or server software you used. It even happened with our home-grown network test tools.

It's entirely possible that Microsoft has changed the NT stack in recent iterations so that this doesn't happen anymore. But if you're trying to reproduce the behavior, use NT 4.0 machines for worst results.


09:50 - Well, at least that's honest...

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09:47 - Storm's a-comin'

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The news services are reporting that the Bay Area will be getting two fairly large storms this weekend-- one starting tonight, the other on Monday-- which will result in a weekend of six inches of rain and 50-mph surface winds.

Greg Kihn, on the radio, just talked about having read newspaper reports calling it a "Super-typhoon", whatever sense that makes.

I dunno. But it means the skiing will be outstanding next weekend...

09:42 - Perspective

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Post-9/11 discussions about how to deal with rising Islamic terrorism-- as well as arguments over how to deal with our own domestic religious fundamentalism, including the usual evolution-vs-creationism debates-- seem to comprise opposing sides whose world views are so fundamentally incompatible that no common ground can ever be reached.

To the non-religious, all these arguments about religious freedom, secular government, and scientific exploration of the natural world all seem perfectly natural. We are willing to tolerate all religions, because to us, religions are about the equivalent of what TV shows a person likes to watch. "Do whatever you like in your personal life," we say. "However you choose to spend your private time, however you intend to relate yourself to the universe, is fine with us. It's none of our business." It fits in perfectly with the arguments for self-determination, privacy, freedom of expression, and protection against "thought crime" police.

But this isn't the argument embraced by the religious, to whom religion isn't just a diversion, it's truth. And that truth must apply to all people equally, because, well, it's truth. From that perspective, it's futile to argue against truth, just as it's self-destructive to live life in a way not in accordance with that truth. So our arguments in favor of freedom of religion must appear to the religious to be more or less similar to the arguments in favor of legalization of drugs: if some people want to pursue a self-destructive act, which will only result in them ending up in Hell, that's fine. (Or, as the other side of the argument from that perspective would posit, such people need to be protected from themselves-- prevented from making such self-destructive choices-- forcibly if need be.)

One group sees it as an argument about art, expression, and freedom. The other group sees it as an argument about the containment of an epidemic of criminal self-abuse.

How can these arguments be reconciled? Unless we figure that out, I doubt there'll be an intellectual solution to the current global clash between religious tolerance and fundamentalist theocracy, which can only become more immediate a concern as time goes on.
Thursday, December 12, 2002
00:13 - Longhorn Goes Maverick
http://slate.msn.com/?id=2075219

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I've been mulling over this Slate article by Steven Johnson for a couple of days now. It's about OS X, Microsoft's "Longhorn" initiative, and the "media-based interface" metaphor that I've been talking about for a while now, here in this blog, and in earlier articles written before iPhoto and other iApps cemented the idea as the real direction that Apple's UI design philosophy is taking.

Put simply, the idea of what I'm calling the media-based interface is one in which every different kind of data-- each of which is inherently different from the rest, be it MP3s, photos, movie clips, documents, etc-- is handled by a specialized interface that allows the user to work with the data using the data's own intrinsic metaphors, rather than the artificial metaphors imposed on it by computers. For instance, and at the risk of sounding like a broken record ('scuse me-- sounding like, uh, an MP3 player with an obscure software bug that makes it skip backward and play the same ten seconds over and over again), instead of having to think about your music and photos as "files" and "folders", you think about your music as songs and artists and albums, and your photos as rolls and albums and direct visual thumbnail representations. It's my belief that Apple intends iTunes to be the standard interface for listening to digital music, rather than navigating through the filesystem and juggling folder paths and long filenames with ".mp3" at the end. You can still drill down and use that more austere and ill-suited metaphor to deal with the song files, but it's far more efficient and intuitive to work with the data through a software layer that gives you a different, more well-defined and natural set of grips to hold on to.

Now, what I didn't realize, though, was that according to Bill Gates, Microsoft knows about the media-based interface idea, but wants no part of it. In developing Longhorn, their new upcoming SQL-based filesystem, their design goal will be to dispense with all the different ways of handling different kinds of data. It's in the interest of simplicity, says Bill.

The ultimate goal is to prevent you from having to learn entire new programs to interact with your mail messages, your contacts, and your home movies—to ensure that each data type doesn't become the exclusive province of a specific application. (To take an example from the iApps, iPhoto is great at organizing your photos, but it's useless if you're trying to figure out which snapshot you e-mailed to your mother last week.) Think about searching for text strings in four different contexts: in a Word document, in your inbox, on the Web, and in your hard drive. There are four distinct search tools for those four tasks, each with its own interface, each "belonging" to a different application. But in each case, you're just searching for text. Why use a Swiss army knife when one blade will do? As Bill Gates put it on Charlie Rose last month, "Right now when you use Windows, the way that you step through your photos, the way you step through your music, the way you step through e-mail or files, they're all different. You have to learn different user interfaces, different search commands. ... The idea of Longhorn is to have one approach, one set of commands that work for everything, including all of those things. And so the number of concepts you have to learn is dramatically less."

Johnson approaches Longhorn from a skeptical angle, and frames it with analysis of OS X and the iApps, of which he is clearly a fan. The way he talks about it, he's unconvinced that this is a good move for Microsoft, and as it's described here, I'd have to agree. I don't doubt that there's more to Longhorn than we're seeing here, and I'd want to see a more finished prototype of it before I passed judgment. (I might be misunderstanding the whole thing; the examples Gates cites talk more about a unified text-search function than a genericized navigation metaphor.)

But from what I can see here, it seems almost as though Microsoft wants quite consciously to be seen doing something "un-Apple"-- making a decision on one of the most interesting philosophical design choices to come along in a decade, and taking the opposite tack to what Apple does. If Apple thinks people are going to want to manage each kind of data in a way that's native to that kind of data, Microsoft is betting that that will end up being too complex for users to want to deal with. They're gambling on what amounts to a reversion to DOS, then-- a more advanced iteration, yes, but something very similar to the DOS mentality: a unified and undifferentiated interface layer through which you can access every kind of data using the same filesystem tools. The contention is that the fewer steps the user has to memorize to access "data" of any kind, the easier it will be to handle specific data, from a common underlying access method.

What I think this decision lacks is an understanding of the fact that some steps toward a goal are more intuitive than others. It can indeed be more difficult for someone to understand three steps toward a goal if each of those steps makes him think about an unfamiliar, unnatural metaphor, than for him to internalize ten steps which make themselves obvious from the intrinsic nature of the data you're working with.

In Windows, to play MP3s, you navigate through folders, find the files you want to listen to (however you've chosen to organize them), and double-click to open them in your MP3 player, which immediately plays them. On the Mac, you first have to find and open iTunes; thereafter, you work with the music on the music's own terms, using the music's own intrinsic attributes, which are intuitively obvious within minutes of a user seeing the program for the first time.

The difference lies in the same distinction behind learning your times tables by rote, and figuring out in that flash of fifth-grade insight just what multiplication is.

If you have to think about files and folders, or whatever other interface layer Longhorn puts up in front of them, in order to get to your music or e-mail or photos... then at best it's going to be something learned by rote, a procedure that people will have to write down on yellow sticky notes and attach to their monitors so they don't forget exactly where and how to move the mouse each time they want to look at the pictures from summer vacation.


Whereas in a media-based interface, there is no unnatural metaphor to remember. The steps toward an organizational or operational goal require no memorization and no abstraction. The idea is that the only big step the user has to remember is the step that opens up the specific interface in question for each type of data. Hence the unmistakable "music" icon of iTunes. It draws the eye, and conveys the idea that "To listen to music, click on me. After that, controlling music will be intuitive, using the metaphors that are familiar to anybody who has CDs."

Now, I'm not advocating the media-based metaphor for everything; I suspect that in the future there will be a mix of objects presented in their native filesystem structure and objects viewed through a specialized interface, as there is today. Windows, for instance, groups its applications into a specialized interface-- the Start menu; whereas the Mac, while it has the Dock for shortcuts, primarily uses the filesystem itself for accessing applications, which are just objects you can freely move about the system. In that respect, Windows and the Mac have what seem to be the opposite roles from what you'd expect, given their present attitudes toward multimedia data. It's anybody's guess where these trends will lead those aspects of the respective platforms.

But more interesting to me is that if I'm reading Gates' intentions the way Johnson is, this represents the first major occasion in a long time that Microsoft has chosen to diverge from the Mac in UI philosophy. For the past two decades the two companies' platforms have been converging; Windows has been getting more and more Mac-like, and Apple's OS has been changing only incrementally, OS X notwithstanding. But now Apple is embracing the media-based metaphor, and Microsoft is actively committing to the idea that for everyday browsing of data, focusing on individual media types is the wrong way to go; they think people will benefit more from a unified multi-function browser that collapses the differences between data types and allows them all to be viewed in the same context. That's one of the benefits an SQL-based filesystem can bring. (It isn't a new idea, by the way; Linux users have been employing MySQL as a filesystem for years now.) Files can be tracked by unique IDs as well as having arbitrary amounts of associated meta-data which need not be displayed when all you're doing is browsing. From a technical standpoint, Longhorn would probably be a pretty neat idea.

But I'm not convinced. Experience has made me a believer in the media-based interface, and if nothing else, I find it fun to be able to work with my data in a way that doesn't require me to think about ill-suited software metaphors that fit the data about as well as Cinderella's glass slipper would fit on my size-12 pseudopods. I don't have to fight the data; I don't have to memorize metaphorical tricks or shift my brain's gears to adjust to the way the software thinks I should be treating my media files. I don't have to deal with wizards or think about the Web. I don't have to wonder why my favorite songs or last week's movie clips are being represented as little pieces of dog-eared paper stuffed into yellow poster-board folders. All I have to think about are those attributes that make sense in the context of the data itself.

It could well be that Longhorn will be just a substrate, allowing more filesystem flexibility while "media-based" apps like iTunes sit on top of it and filter the data for more intuitive presentation; though from Gates' comments, it appears that it won't be Microsoft providing that functionality. I suspect that Gates might honestly think Longhorn would be a benefit to consumers and a boon to usability; I think it would be a mistake. But I'm honestly excited to think that for the first time in a long while, there may in fact be a new fundamental philosophical differentiating point between Windows and the Mac, something new to base discussions of the truth-and-beauty of usability upon. If Longhorn makes Windows harder to use, and people start relying on third-party apps to provide basic data-browsing functionality, then the Mac will have had a nice new advantage handed to it on a silver platter-- after years of Windows becoming more and more "good enough" and nullifying the major reasons to use a Mac, suddenly a whole lot more people will be a whole lot more frustrated with their PCs and in need of a better solution. On the other hand, if Longhorn's metaphors turn out to make computing easier than it is today, even more so than the Mac would-- then it will have been the first insightful, original UI initiative Microsoft has come up with on their own since... well, since Microsoft Bob.

And I'd say it does stand a better chance of success than Bob ever did. (Well, duh.) But I still think Apple is closer to having the right idea.

20:58 - Who said the command line can't be user-friendly?

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Kris and I have always found the quaint, right-hand-doesn't-know-what-the-left-is-doing way that Windows machines handle removable disks to be vaguely ridiculous. To wit: You're trying to install a program or something; it pops up a dialog box, saying "Please insert disk 2 of 4. Press any key when ready." But that's not really what it means. It means you have to lean back, peer at the floppy drive, and wait for the little amber light to stop blinking. That means the drive has stopped reading and writing data, see; you don't want to push that chunky hardware eject button while it's busy, or else you'll wreck the disk. (That's called "standard workflow", you understand, in the PC world.) When the light goes off, you press the button, and the disk pops out. Put in the new disk. But you're not done yet; you have to press a key, or click OK, to tell the dialog box that you put the disk in. Got that? You have to tell the computer that you have put a disk into the computer.

My ass has a better feedback mechanism than that.

CD-ROMs complicated matters. They had the ability to auto-run; but they had to spin up. They had soft eject buttons, so you couldn't remove a disc while it was busy. But now, when a program asked you to insert disc 2, you put the disc in, then had to wait-- staring at the little amber light while the disc squeakily spun up and mounted itself-- before you clicked OK to tell the program that it's okay, the disc is in the computer and mounted now. The human is the operational link in the programmatic script. Spin up and mount inserted disc, then have the human tell me my disc is mounted. That's how they keep computers from taking over the world, you see; they have to be kept subservient somehow.

Whereas for us, it was always piercingly easy. There would never have been an "I can't find the any key!" joke if all computers were Macs, because Macs never ask you to "press any key to continue". Nor did you ever have to click the OK button once you'd determined that the disk was ready to read from. The computer, miracle O miracle, somehow knew the status of its own disks, and hung its events upon them. Whether it was a floppy or a CD or a DVD, the soft eject mechanisms and OS-integrated mounting and unmounting, accessible through all levels of software, meant that the computer would simply stick out its tray at you, while a dialog prompted you as to which disc it wanted. You'd push the tray back in, and sit back as the software watched the disc spin up, took a deep breath, said "Right!" and continued with the procedure.

You mean this isn't the way all computers work?

Now, Windows is getting to the point where many applications can understand when you've put a disc in, and key their events off of that advanced feature so you don't have to be the caretaker of spin-up speed, waving your lightsticks only when you're sure the runway is cleared for the software to barrel its way past, its windshield painted over. Things are gradually getting better. Computers are starting to act like they have some clue about how their own hardware works.

But it's been fairly commonly accepted that even worse than Windows or DOS was UNIX. Command-line utilities, designed to run across VT100 terminals and teletype machines, relied on highly trained and savvy users to input commands that were only guaranteed to work if all the details of circumstance were right, if the disks were ready, if the network was up, if virtual memory was configured. Error trapping was minimal. If the user is sufficiently capable, there's no need to hold his hand or clean up after him.

So it stands to reason, doesn't it, that UNIX command-line CD-burning utilities would be horribly abstruse? You'd have to type in a myriad of obscure commands and options, and if you get any of them wrong, you'd end up with little shiny coasters and a seriously pissed-off Colonel Panic shouting at you and waving his riding crop under your chin?

And so it is, as a matter of fact. In most UNIXes, that is.

Not Mac OS X, though.



That "Please insert a disc:" prompt blinks at you. It sticks out the CD tray. When you put the disc in, it automatically knows when the drive is ready, and it proceeds with the burn.

And the icing on the cake?

That progress bar of centered dots reaches 100% at the right edge of the 80-column terminal window.

That's what happens when UNIX gets human-interface engineers.
Wednesday, December 11, 2002
02:34 - C'mon, guys-- you can do better'n that...

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Posted to the Ar-Rahman list, with many a snort and chuckle, by one of the regulars:



What's funny about this is that it's actually not all that incisive, or even that far from the truth. I've seen variations on this same theme that have been far more sarcastic.

Are the propagandists losing their touch?

19:34 - Damn playwrights
http://www.denbeste.nu/cd_log_entries/2002/12/Shrillandfrustrated.shtml

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As long as Morally Concerned Public Figures keep making moronic statements about how war is bad for children and other living things, people like Den Beste will keep pounding at them, holding them out over the assembled throngs like Conan with Thulsa Doom, the better to drive home the point when he hacks off the guy's head and hurls it down the torchlit steps. This is the role the majority of the bloggers have been playing ever since 9/11: through force of facts and persuasion and charisma and common sense, to demolish the arguments of those who insist that this is the time to second-guess the most clear and obvious ideological threat the world has ever had to face, to simultaneously assuage our collective guilt for our success and satisfy our inner need for clever and ironic logical leaps by finding anything to blame for 9/11 and its related events except the painfully obvious cause. It can't simply be that fundamentalist theocracy has no place in the modern world and is doomed to die; that would be way too simple. No-- surely it's our fault somehow. ...And that's the mentality that deserves a sound thrashing if expressed while the bullets are flying.

Fortunately, it can be assured of getting it these days. This is a good and refreshing article, particularly if Mr. Pinter's statements seem to the reader to be in any way... disingenuous or wrong, not to say contemptible. But there's one thought of which I wanted to make quick mention:

This particular rhetorical point, that the US claims to be trying to prevent Iraq from getting what the US already has, ignores the critical difference between capabilities and intentions. It is true that the US has the capabilities he claims, but there's no indication that we intend to do what he fears we will, and unleash WMDs out of spite. Saddam, on the other hand, has actually used chemical weapons in large quantities, and in fact is responsible for virtually every death caused with such weapons that have taken place in the entire world since the armistice was signed in Europe in 1919. So far as we know, in the last 80 years only one nation has ever used chemical weapons on the battlefield, and that's Iraq.

And though the Germans developed nerve gas in World War II, and many nations since then have also developed them (including more advanced forms) there is only one nation which has actually used them, and that is Iraq. It's not just that Iraq is the only nation in recent memory to use chemical weapons, the ones it used are far more deadly than the ones which caused so much death and destruction in Europe during the Great War.

A rifle is a deadly weapon, but it's a lot more deadly in the hands of a lunatic than in the hands of a police officer. You have to consider not just what the weapons can do, but also who is holding it.

This is a nice microcosm of the whole liberal-vs-conservative attitude dichotomy toward individual power and weapons, a very fundamental argument. One school of thought holds that all people are fundamentally untrustworthy, that power corrupts inevitably, and that the best goal for public (and global) safety is to disempower everybody-- by suppressing all weapons, because if nobody has weapons, then nobody can cause trouble, right?

The other school of thought says that some people (or nations) are better equipped, morally or financially, to responsibly handle weapons for their own benefit and for the benefit of the community at large. Some people are not trustworthy with weapons, either because of criminal pasts or demonstrated desire to cause harm with them. This school of thought stands for empowering those who deserve to be empowered, and for judging harshly those who have proven themselves unworthy of such trust.

It's the gun-control debate cast onto a global scale. One side thinks we should be disarmed en masse in the interest of public protection; the other thinks some level of risk of abuse is acceptable in order to secure freedom and privilege for those who have proven themselves worthy of it. One side thinks that it doesn't matter if people want to kill each other, as long as the state somehow denies them the means to do so; the other side thinks it's better to figure out who doesn't want to kill each other, and give them control of the power to kill, and the authority to judge and punish people who do have murderous intent.

The side in favor of equitable disarmament ignores the whole "criminals will exist outside the system and acquire weapons and powers denied to the law-abiding" argument, while at the same time constructing the machinery for a police state full of anonymous and forcibly "equalized" citizens who are discouraged from individual achievement.

Whereas the side in favor of justified empowerment assumes the risk of rogue players seizing power through legal channels, asserting that such a risk is mitigated by the very same individual empowerment that would enable the rogues to rise. A justly armed citizenry will be its own best defense against insurgency-- better than any state police force or government agency. Mega Man had it right after all: these people like peace and harmony, and they'll fight to the death to defend it.

Furthermore, the former camp is founded on the idea that all people are not only equal but the same-- differences in ambition or ethical standards arise only from circumstances, not from anything innate or personal. Thus you can prevent unrest by making everybody's circumstances the same; sure, you'll also prevent innovation and entrepreneurship. But that's an acceptable compromise.

But the latter camp presumes to judge individuals and groups by moral and ethical standards; it rewards good people by giving them power and responsibility, and it punishes bad people by taking away power and responsibility. It runs the risk of the wrong people getting the wrong amount of power; it's a very real risk, one that the disarmament camp finds unacceptable.

But history has shown us that this latter philosophy has paid off well. The current most powerful nation on earth, founded on the principle of justified empowerment, has weapons but no desire to use them. The US could have Taken Over The World, like any evil supervillain, hundreds of times over. Why didn't we? Because we're not like that. Who decided we should have this kind of power? We did. Why do we get to dictate who else gets power? Because we've proven ourselves trustworthy.

It's because the American people are a benign democracy, who decided that weapons are good things for responsible people and nations to have, that people like Pinter are free to express opinions like his, and that people like Den Beste are free to rhetorically behead them in a public forum of unprecedented technological grandeur.

The world might not be so lucky twice.

17:37 - Windows Moment of Zen

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In Internet Explorer, if you try to go to a site but the network is down, you'll get the handy full-page in-browser error screen that tells you it can't find the server. It even helpfully changes the window's title bar to "Cannot find server".

So then the network comes back up. You refresh the page, and it comes up just fine. ... But the title of the page is still "Cannot find server". And it sticks, even if you refresh the page again. The button in the taskbar also retains this title.



Surely a minor annoyance; but a disappointing one, I must say, for software on its sixth major release.

16:23 - Celebrity Signed iPods
http://www.macrumors.com/pages/2002/12/20021210231921.shtml

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Okay, that's an interesting idea...

Apparently, Apple is now selling iPods custom-engraved with the autographs of various pop artists. The pages for each of the "signature" iPods aren't linked from anywhere on the Apple site, but astute followers of various artists' websites (some of which now feature pop-ups and banners selling these iPods) have detected models signed by Madonna, Beck, musical legend Tony Hawk, and No Doubt. (As in, No Doubt there are more artists represented in this promo-- they just haven't been discovered yet.) The custom iPods go for $50 more than their normal, unengraved price.

Perhaps this is part of the next phase of iPod marketing, the one we know they'll have to make in order to keep ahead of the (rickety) competition from SonicBlue and Creative?

Now, if I had my way, they'd offer these things signed by celebrities of the buyer's choice-- they'd line up a roster of potential autograph-givers, and assign various price premiums according to how much of a butt each celebrity is or is not willing to be.

Personally, I'm of a mind to get one signed by Al Roker. (And I'll bet CapLion would provide the necessary backup pledge.)

11:01 - The argument is obsolete. How about moving on?
http://www.moveon.org/inspections/Inspections4.pdf

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The latest move from MoveOn.org is to take out a full-page ad in the New York Times, supported by 175,000 contributors to the website's fund. This ad takes the form of a letter to President Bush, pleading with him to open the White House windows and look outside and see the birds singing and the trees dancing and Iraq cooperating in good faith with the inspections-- not to just sit in the Oval Office polishing his guns and muttering about gettin' some oil for Daddy-- Daddy will be proud!


There's only one minor problem: we already know they're lying.

The ad takes the paternalistic approach, operating under the assumption that Bush Wants War, as a foregone conclusion, just for his own petty interests (or for oil, or the gun manufacturers, or whatever evil must-be-just-like-Vietnam special-interest they think this is about today-- anything, of course, except for Saddam). It gives the impression that the White House is full of those generals from Dr. Strangelove, covered from head to toe in chicken-guts, fidgeting in their chairs for the chance to blow sump'm up. It doesn't consider even for an instant, it seems, that the administration might just have some slight inkling about what's going on in Iraq-- that we don't.

When did it become common knowledge that crowds of students and aging hippies, gathering together and waving cookie-cutter signboards with tired and/or ludicrous slogans, become better authorities upon how to fight the war on terrorism than the people whose jobs it is to actually infiltrate the Middle East, find out what the score is, and develop long-term tactics and strategy based on a thousand different scenarios and contingencies?

The longer these guys persist in their axioms of "Bush is an illiterate gun-toting clear-cutting oil-drilling chimpanzee" and "Gore rightfully won the election", and the more the events of reality fall into place to debunk their claims and prove the administration to have a brain in its head after all-- and a very capable one at that-- the sillier they're going to look. About as silly as the ones who persist in ranting that capitalism and free markets don't work, that the US is a clear example of the world's worst economic system on its decadent way straight to hell. (Never mind taking a step back and noticing just how much better we have it here than in so much else of the world, and how hard our former communist foes are trying to become like us, and how much better countries like China and Russia are already doing because of it. Never mind existence proofs. The idea is the important thing.)

The only way this NYT ad could have been a more perfect illustration of this mentality is if it were published on the day the inspectors announced Iraq completely clear of weapons, followed within hours by a report from our coalition deep operatives showing exactly where the poison-tipped nuclear SCUDs are.

No, no. On the day after that.

09:41 - Photoshop and Puns: a winning combination
http://www.somethingawful.com/articles.php?a=452

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Photoshop Phriday isn't the only reason to keep an eye on Something Awful. On Tuesdays, they have these "Comedy Goldmine" contests things, which are just as funny, if this one example is any indication. I haven't been paying attention like I should. Fortunately, Marcus was, and so I didn't miss this.

So far I'm a big fan of "Muslim Extremist" (right) and "Affirmative Action". And I find the prevalence of Apple-related gags to be refreshing, especially since so few of them are derogatory. "iRack Inspector", featuring Xserves? Cute... very cute.
Tuesday, December 10, 2002
03:02 - Oblio in the Pointless Forest

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Okay... so I've been doing this blogging thing now for about a year now (on the 18th), and in all this time I haven't come up with a title for the page, or any kind of visual theme. Part of the reason for this was the same kind of self-effacing, purposefully unassuming humor that informs all those clever and abstract bylines that identify blogs to their readers; taking it to an extreme, I insisted on leaving the page as boring as possible, and letting readers (if any) make their own decisions about what to call it. And part of the reason was that I didn't exactly expect that I'd have kept at it for a year; I figured, why waste a precious cutesy name, of which there can only be a finite number, on a blog that isn't even going to last?

But it's still here, unaccountably; and if I'm going to mark my "blogiversary" with anything, hey-- I figure I may as well at least take the opportunity to pretend like this page is a significant part of my life, which it has indeed become, and give it some kind of personality.

The idea came up yesterday, when Chris and I were sitting around my cubicle with various other engineers discussing global issues like whether The Two Towers, the movie, will completely follow the Merry/Pippin/Aragorn et al storyline before turning back to Frodo and Sam, the way the book does it-- or if it will interleave them together throughout the movie. (I suspect the latter.) During the discussion, though, I glanced over at my e-mail, and noticing in a passing message one of the modern language quirks nearest my heart, I suddenly burst out, Why is it so difficult to understand-- OOPS is not spelled OPPS! You've got your double vowels, and you've got your double consonants. It's not a difficult concept to understand! (I mean, I swear-- I knew more kids in Mrs. Muñoz' third-grade class with a firm grasp of this rule of English than I meet in a given day, it seems.)

The discussion halted; pairs of eyes focused on me as I hyperventilated, glowering, glancing huntedly between the iMac screen and the faces of my sardonic co-workers.

This wasn't just a pet peeve, Chris and I agreed. This was a free-range peeve. This was a peeve that had been ranched.

So anyway, the previous byline (Irony, Adjectives, and Eyebrows) was fun, but probably just a little too obscure. (Kudos to all those throngs of readers who correctly identified the reference but didn't mail me to say so, as I'm assuming is what typically has been happening.) I'm hoping that this one will work out; I keep giggling at it, but perhaps that's just me. In any case, I'll at least leave it up as an experiment for a while.

And if you don't think it works, well-- in that case, it's just a silly prank I'm pulling, and I never intended it to be permanent. Yeah.

13:29 - They just don't get it
http://www.dvineducation.org.uk/imovie2vmoviemaker2/index.html

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There's been a lot of talk lately about Microsoft's new Windows Movie Maker 2, currently out in beta. This version improves over the ghastly (and that's not just my opinion, here) first release by adding features that iMovie users have been taking for granted forever, but which Microsoft inexplicably showed themselves completely clueless about. For instance, WMM1 was a lossy editor-- any DV clips that you chopped up and sequenced were chopped up in the filesystem, and effects and transitions that were applied to the video stream were not rendered as separate DV clips and catalogued internally, but were applied directly to the DV media and non-reversible. This meant you also couldn't output pristine media back out to the camera. They treated it though it were an image editing program, not a digital video studio. In other words, "MS Paint for Movies". Pretty hideous, by all accounts.

But WMM2 aims to change all that, and now it purports (with a lot of confrontational fanfare) to be more than a match for iMovie, both in terms of feature set and of ease-of-use.

I've been seeing some rapturous reviews of WMM2 lately, some from tech-pundits who had previously been enamored of iMovie, but who now were firm converts to the world of XP Green and Orange and Beige and Dark Blue. They lauded the fact that you could now publish movies to the Web or burn to DVD; that it supported analog as well as digital video input; that it came with tons and tons of transitions and effects; that it explicitly touted the "task-based interface" as a big usability advantage. And of course they lauded its use of Windows Media Player format, which everybody knows is better than anything else.

Well, naturally I found this all pretty dreary and bleak. Having no machine around here on which I was willing or eager to try out WMM2, I figured I'd just sit back and wait. And it turns out sanity has begun to reassert itself, now that more adventuresome hands than mine have given WMM2 a long hard look.

It turns out that these reviewers I mentioned, who made such a big deal out of WMM2's wizard-heavy task-based interface, were missing one key, crucial component of what would make them good reviewers of a piece of software of this sort: They were not creative people. The reviews I've seen have all been from techno-columnists, people accustomed to evaluating products on the basis of feature-set checklists and price rather than on how well they actually work.

And now we have the other side of the coin. David Baugh has put up a site which examines Microsoft's side-by-side comparison of WMM2-vs-iMovie features (a favorite Microsoft tactic, which we all remember from back when they used it to trash Apache, by including patently asymmetrical, irrelevant line-items like "Integrated SMTP server" and "Microsoft® Active Scripting™®" to pad out their column of checkmarks)-- and deconstructs the underlying insidiousness and weaselry of the associated marketing-speak.

Baugh, you see, is a creative professional-- in fact, he runs a site called Digital Video in Education, and he teaches courses in how DV can be used to enhance creative learning. He can fairly be considered more of an authority on the subject of making digital movies than some ZDnet columnist, it seems to me.

And his insights are worth noting. The site is pretty sparse, but the kernels of the comparative virtues of the two programs are sensible and valuable. For one thing, WMM2 represents just how clearly Microsoft continues not to understand how to write software that can integrate into a creative person's workflow. The "task-based interface" that makes up so much of Windows XP's ease-of-use hype-- with "wizards" that guide you through prepackaged task lists with minimal and constrained user input, and with lots of transitions and effects offered but no way to control or tweak them-- seems like a good thing, and for a reviewer interested only in checkboxes, it is. It means Microsoft gets to claim superiority in moviemaking products, and people using WMM under XP can feel nice and secure that they don't have to get a big bad Mac in order to make DVDs of little Billy's third birthday party.

But this doesn't help people who actually want to create their movies.

The strongest testimonials Apple has been broadcasting about iMovie over the past three years center around the idea that once you start playing with it, it's fun. It's about shuffling your clips around, snipping them up, joining them together, trying different effects, tweaking transition times, dropping in soundtracks and playing with the fade in/out speeds, applying various kinds of color-correction tweaks to the video, and then, finally, after several hours of honest and exhilarating work, you get to press a button and save the movie for the Web or e-mail or DVD, and sit back and enjoy the feeling of accomplishment.

Microsoft thinks that instead, people are going to want to plug in their cameras, put all the clips in order, select a few prepackaged effects (that can't be tweaked for speed or direction or delay), and then go through a wizard and let the software tell you what your options are so it can do all the editing. It takes the "creative" part out of the creative process. It exemplifies Microsoft's desire to internalize functionality into the software back-end, while minimizing the input of the user, and giving back something that most users will consider "good enough". But will they find the process fun?

I can tell you right now that if I had to edit my movies in a piece of software that made me have to think about software, or about tasks, rather than about video clips-- I'd pack up my DV camera and never dig it out of my closet again.

Apple gets it. They know what users want; if a user wants to do something creative, something that involves putting a piece of himself into the content the software creates, Apple realizes that the software must allow the user to do whatever he wants toward that end. It must allow experimentation, mistakes, do-overs. It must give the user complete control over the media, while hiding the esoteric details of what files and folders and functions and formats are being used, far into the background. It must present the content in as raw a form as possible, letting the user interact with it on its own terms. This is art, after all, and no artist wants to be constrained by artificial limitations on his tools. Instead, he wants to think only of his media and his vision of the final product. iTunes exemplifies this: rather than making users think about "MP3 files" and folders and long multi-word filenames, iTunes organizes music based on artists and albums and titles and genres. It doesn't invent any metaphors; it lets the user use the metaphors he's already familiar with, metaphors that are patently appropriate to the media in question. iPhoto does the same, letting the user think in terms of pictures and rolls and albums. This isn't a "task-based" interface, it's media-based-- and that means that a person can figure out how it works by sitting down and playing with it for a few minutes. And he'll have fun doing it, too, because without any wizards or menus to contend with, it won't seem like he's working with software. It'll seem like he's working with his media.

Programming is an art. Would you want to program in a "task-based" Visual C++ environment, one that led you through wizards and asked you what kind of program you wanted to make, and then wrote all your code for you? ...Okay, bad example. Some programmers probably would; heh. But any self-respecting coder who takes any personal pride in the code he writes would simply not trust such a tool. For formulaic tasks that involve no creativity or flexibility, like setting up TCP/IP, the task-based interface metaphor is fine. But for anything that involves creativity, innovation, experimentation, or the imagination of the user-- the task-based interface is quite possibly the worst possible metaphor to employ.

iMovie could in fact stand to be made easier; and it will be, as soon as iMovie 3 comes out, which should be within a few weeks, if the rumors are true. But one thing I know for darn sure: Apple isn't going to make it "easier" through the use of wizards and non-tweakable pre-packaged effects and a "task-based interface". They're going to focus on what makes iMovie so much fun in the first place: the ability to plug in your DV camera, press Import, let all the clips roll into your on-screen palette, and then sit down for a couple hours of focused, zoned-out, dead-to-all-outside-stimuli creativity.

And even though they might control all the software development resources in the known universe, Microsoft just can't seem to grasp that small, simple kernel of truth about software design: software that you have to think about is software that fails.

11:13 - The Future's Still the Future
http://www.star.t.u-tokyo.ac.jp/projects/MEDIA/xv/oc.html

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James Bond technology is still a bit further out of our reach than I think we've cynically grown to believe. (Isn't that a weird idea-- we've grown cynical of progress, enough so that intelligent people tell me quite seriously that nobody actually works on animated movies anymore, because "they're all done with computers nowadays"-- and people in France and Muslim nations believe the US fabricated all those videos of planes crashing on 9/11 and OBL gloating about it afterwards?)

Some researchers in Japan, in a site forwarded to me by Judson, are working on "optical camouflage"-- which, if I'm reading the site correctly, amounts to placing cameras and partial mirrors in a room such that a projector can "paint" an object with the image of whatever's behind it, regardless of how the object is positioned. (The site is precious sparse in explanatory text, so I can't tell if the object has to be coated in a special reflective substance, or what. Either way, the projection doesn't override the object's natural colors or lighting or anything.)

The "Die Another Day" car is still at least a few months away, it seems.
Monday, December 9, 2002
16:27 - I believe it's known as a Torog-hai
http://www.pointlesswasteoftime.com/film/50reasons.html

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Fifty Reasons why Lord of the Rings Sucks!

I tell you, I am soooo pissed at this! I mean, it's like he knows nothing about teh story, or the books, or even about the movie he must of watched a hundred times in order to get all these little details to complain about... and he has the audacity to put up these 50 spiteful ranting points that don't make any sense, and anybody can defend each and every one-- in fact, I'm going to go e-mail him about it right now!!!


...No I'm not. It's a joke, for God's sake. And a thumpin' good one, too.

Well, perhaps it isn't the pinnacle of satiric comedy. But it's worth a giggle, anyway-- particularly the "message boards" that the site's author manufactured at the end of his Two Towers "review". (Don't believe me? Try to post to it. And no, that was not the point at which I discovered it was a gag.)

LotR has been prime material for fun-loving trolls ever since it started getting popular again. This is cute, but not the best example of it I've seen to date.
Sunday, December 8, 2002
16:55 - Libertarianism Uplifted
http://www.davidbrin.com/libertarianarticle1.html

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A lot of Libertarians are fans of famed sci-fi author David Brin, apparently; enough so that they invited him to give the keynote speech at the Libertarian Party National Convention in July 2002.

What they didn't count on, though, was that Brin would take the stage, peer deeply into all their souls, and deliver an hour-long monologue that systematically deconstructed all the dysfunctionality of traditional Ayn Rand-ish Libertarianism-- everything that's dismal and unbendingly idealistic about it-- and through exorcising these demons of hypocrisy and misguidedness one by one from the audience, he sets up in their place something he calls "Cheerful Libertarianism"-- a new way of looking at everything.

My friend who pointed this article out to me-- the five-page transcription of the keynote speech, which contains links to the questionnaires and references Brin distributed to his audience-- said that by the time he was ten minutes into this speech, the audience was grumbling and making petulant noises. But by the time the hour was up, he'd earned from them a standing ovation.

The gist is that we in the US today are really a whole helluva lot better off than any society ever has been before in the past-- and rather than looking backward at some mythical Golden Age of Enlightenment in framing our vision of the ideal state, we can reassure ourselves that we're actually on our way to a better time in the future, and preaching doom-and-gloom isn't going to help. And the way we can help bring it about is by accepting compromise and applying steady pressure, rather than by demanding to turn this festering decadent cesspool of a society on its head.

I can't pick out a single bit to quote. It's all a tremendous amount of fun, a startlingly good read. (Hell, it's David Brin. He uses the word freeping in front of the national convention of a major political party.) I think anybody with a passing interest in Libertarianism, or in politics of any kind, will find it fascinating-- and will be just as glad to discover all the little gems embedded in it as I was, without having to be guided to them by a <BLOCKQUOTE> in some weirdo's blog.

One thing I will say, though, is that when it comes to incisively searing through the layers of irony and nomenclature that obscure true meaning in ideology today, I haven't seen much that's been this effective. And considering the reaction it evidently got from its audience, I suspect that goes for many others too.
Saturday, December 7, 2002
20:59 - Titan T.P.

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Well, I just saw Treasure Planet.

They say that in sci-fi stories, you get to break one rule-- and the rest of the universe has to be internally consistent. That works really well, under most circumstances. Some of the best sci-fi can get away with that kind of world-building by making sure the rest of the tech is either absolutely impeccable in its design, or never mentioned.

But Treasure Planet isn't sci-fi, really-- it's more fantasy than sci-fi, and the big space rule they break-- "don't worry about whether there's air to breathe"-- lends more to the animators' ability to turn the movie into an unapologetic style piece than to allow writers with a sci-fi bent to go nuts with the world design. Instead of trying to rationalize how wooden ships and 17th-century dress blend in with insterstellar solar-sail-based FTL technology, or why Silver's arm can do all that kickass neuro-integrated stuff but they have to drag in the solar sails by hand-- the furthest they take the explicit sci-fi infrastructure is artificial gravity, which is crucial to a plot point. Other than that, they simply don't worry about it-- they take old-world architecture and speech and dress for granted, and the result must have been very liberating for the animators.

That said, the story wasn't fantastic. I found myself silently predicting all the plot jinks before they happened; it wasn't the most convoluted thing I've ever seen, and parts of it were unbearably saccharine. There were some moments of brilliance in the dialogue (Doppler's crack about doctorates, incomprehensible to the younger audience, I found immensely gratifying), and there was genuine character development that sticks to your ribs after you leave the theater, unlike Atlantis. There's a lot to like.

But overall the impression I get is that someone in Disney has been living in the cave of the animation industry a bit too long, where actual feedback from the box office and the social currents about which way the pop-cultural winds are blowing have no effect; it seems like someone saw Titan A.E. and saw in it The Future of Animation, failing to notice that no matter how good it looked, that movie flopped. And-- surprise-- Treasure Planet appears to be doing just about as well in the box office, meaning that Disney has had to release an earnings warning for the current quarter.

Disney is thrashing these days, as is the whole animation industry; but Disney is the biggest bellwether, obviously, and they're not sure where to take things. The formulaic song-medleys of the 60s and 70s gave way suddenly in 1989 to The Little Mermaid, sending animated features into a new rarefied stratum of Broadway-musical structure, a genre with astounding new possibilities-- but they got stuck in another formula, which was only solidified by the unexpected gold vein of The Lion King, a success that Disney has been desperately trying to recapture. The subsequent few films were huge-budget mega-projects that met with limited meme penetration, and when things like The Iron Giant and Shrek (and Disney's own CG experimental branch, Pixar, with its series of mega-hits) started to do better than the big formulaic super-productions, they started to flounder.

First, Empire of the Sun-- another mega-production-- got slashed very late in the process from a big-budget but soulless behemoth into a light-hearted, edge-pushing, injokey romp, The Emperor's New Groove. Then, Lilo & Stitch took the NASA "smaller, cheaper, better" route still further and brought out a small-budget but big-scope breath of fresh air. But while both of these have been modest successes, they haven't been Lion King-like gold-mines; and DVD sales have been such as to reinforce Disney's core target market of parents with small children, who want bare-bones videos to pop into the player and entertain the little ones, not the big 2-disc Special Editions. Which is why Disney has just announced that they won't be releasing any more of the big 2-disc Special Editions, after The Lion King comes out next year. None after that, unless their fortunes change.

But anyway. Treasure Planet, like Atlantis, also betrays that Disney is terrified of the anime revolution, and they're desperately trying to integrate some of the appeal into their movies that will attract anime fans-- but it's not working very well. They still don't understand what it is about anime that anime fans like. (Hey, I'm not saying I understand that, myself-- this is hard stuff to get a handle on.) And besides, many anime fans refuse to watch Disney movies out of principle; anime, to them, is the "un-Disney"-- like using a Mac or Linux as a form of protest against Microsoft. Any attempt Disney makes to court these people will just breed more resentment. If Disney wants a slice of the anime pie, they may have to settle for distribution rights to things like Spirited Away. That works best for everybody, instead of trying to force both Miyazaki and Disney to try to be something they're not.

But Treasure Planet is a great style piece, if you like style pieces; it's a visual feast, and it does stimulate the imagination and spirit to about the same extent that Titan A.E. did, which (to me, at least) is not an insignificant amount. I think they may be getting a handle on this new genre of animated feature.

I just hope each baby step toward that understanding and expertise doesn't keep costing them an unrequited $140 million.

17:21 - Evil will always triumph, because Good is dumb
http://www.debka.com/article.php?aid=217

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It seems Steven Den Beste need not be worried that the UNMOVIC position of having their findings subject to censorship and weeks of vetting through Officious Channels will derail the US from getting the real answers (and fast!), because we've been doing a little inspectoring of our own.

It's like a well-written spy-movie misdirection plot: seventy-five minutes into the story, it looks like the bad guy has outsmarted the hero, who is now at his mercy, trapped, tied up, with a gun to his head... and then he looks up, grins, and delivers a smug and devastating line as the plot takes a second sharp left turn, revealing that everything is going according to his plan, that the bad guy walked into a trap just as carefully crafted as the one that it had seemed the hero had been caught by.

Running circles around the UN arms inspection headed by Swedish diplomat Hans Blix, the Iraqi government dropped a massive pile of documents – its reply to the UN Security Council demand for a full accounting of Iraq’s weapons of mass destruction – in the laps of the international media Saturday, December 7, before allowing Blix a peek. The presentation was accompanied by yet another formal denial that Iraq has no weapons of mass destruction.

The 11,880 pages on CD-Rom, landing with a thud in Baghdad, will not reach UN Headquarters in New York before late Sunday, exactly on the dot of the Security Council deadline.

Washington in any case had no expectation of substance from the UN inspectors.
Thursday, December 5, the White House declared it already had “solid evidence” that Iraq does indeed have weapons of mass destruction. Where did that evidence come from?

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This project is in the hands of a special multinational task force made up of special elite units and armed with combat helicopters and aircraft, spy-planes and satellites. Unlike the Blix outfit, which is based in Baghdad, the alternative investigators are fanned out across the country. One well-placed source disclosed: “Our men in the field know where 90 percent of Saddam’s missiles and unconventional weapons systems are located, even the mobile ones that are moved from place to place every hour. We are keeping them under tight, on-site observation because when the war begins we want to be there before Saddam orders his men to hit the triggers.”

According to our sources, this highly sensitive, elaborate and secret inspection project has been going for more than three months. Its success could pre-determine the course of the war before it begins. Its members are drawn from the United States, Britain, Jordan and Turkey and possibly Israel. They operate under the Special Forces command at Al Udeid in Qatar and its sub-command in the Jordanian base of Mafraq.

For the purpose of the search, Iraq has been divided into 16 squares, each the province of an elite unit for a set period. The Talil air base complex in north Iraq, for instance, with its air fields, missile bases and air defense batteries, was assigned for the first three weeks of December to US special forces.

And in contrast, gallingly:

The story going around the Gulf, according to DEBKAfile’s sources, is that in the week since the UN inspection team started work, it has been well penetrated by Iraqi agents.The most disturbing aspect of this - and the reason for the sharp responses coming from the White House - is that the spies have managed to fit "electronic jackets" on the UN measuring instruments, which throw them off and make them emit false data. The technical assistants, some from Arab countries, are also thoroughly infiltrated by Iraqi intelligence.

But it's okay, because we knew that would happen all along.

It's looking to me as though there are these special teams of multinational operatives who know what job needs to be done and do it, implicitly trusting each other as partners in a "special relationship" between nations... while the top-level, internationally visible US bickering in the UN and the press has simply been a set of opinion probes to see who's willing to be an ally when crunch time comes, and who would rather stand in the way. None of it affects the evidence-gathering or the war effort, but it will affect how friendly and open and cooperative we're going to be with certain other nations in the future.

As CapLion puts it:

Looks like this is shaping up to happen rather quickly, and it also looks like we'll have bombs for Christmas, but the troops will be back for New Years.

Once again, Dubya has been underestimated and will probably pull another of his trademark I'm a lot smarter than that, stupid moments soon. I love when that happens.

This is another one of those things that, when flung into the winds of the blogosphere, will catch and gain runaway attention in no time. Spread the word, eh?

16:45 - Aw, that's no fun...
http://www.newsday.com/news/nationworld/world/wire/sns-ap-china-bad-signs1206dec06,0

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China is starting a concerted campaign against signs and other literature written in badly translated English:

"There are many 'Chinglish' words on road signs, public notices, menus and signs describing scenic spots, which often puzzle foreigners," Xiong Yumei, vice director of the Beijing Tourism Bureau, was quoted as saying.

The signs feature misspellings, obscure abbreviations and jarring word-for-word translations of Chinese characters into English.
Some examples: "Collecting Money Toilet" for a public toilet, and "To take notice of safe, the slippery are very crafty" on a sign warning that roads are slippery.

And thus dies a great and cherished art form. Well, I guess it's a bit much to expect that this initiative will have much effect; but even so.

Ah well... Japan has always had a much better sense of style with their Engrish-- instead of just simple misspellings and grammatical errors, it's a joyously vacuous need to attach random, meaningless English sentences to completely unrelated contexts-- often containing bizarre and obtuse "informative" factoids. Like shopping bags and restaurant signs that say "Elephant family are happy with us. Their dancing makes us feel happy", or "Switzerland: Seaside City", or "Greenwood: 'To go to greenwood' means 'to become an outlaw' in English". Oh really?

Long live Engrish!
Friday, December 6, 2002
18:07 - clickety-clickety d-e-l-b-a-s-i-c-.-e-x-e
http://www.ibiblio.org/harris/500milemail.html

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Now that the venerable BOFH-style stories have lost much of their cachet, the culture of propeller-beanied metaphysical UNIX gurus lurking in darkened basement server rooms having given way to today's brightly-lit corporate certified IT Professional landscape, it's given to us to assuage our longing for vicarious tales of times gone by with stories like this one: "The Case of the 500-Mile E-mail".

Geeky, yes. Funny, yes. Oddly poignant-- yes, that too.

17:54 - Get Out Your Irony Board
http://www.nationalreview.com/hanson/hanson120602.asp

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Victor David Hanson has evidenly worked awfully hard on this piece, "America Upside Down". So go give it a read.

In contrast, a group of Islamic academics recently met at a conference in Cairo entitled "Why do they hate us?" The symposium sought to examine Muslim culpability for the latest outbreak of Western terrorism against Islam.

"One could argue that we simply asked for it," the chairperson of the American Studies Department of Cairo University remarked. "I can envision a scenario in which we deserve all we get from America. In some sense, I'm ashamed to be from the Middle East. It is humiliating really. And unless we go to the root causes of Western hostility, there may well never be peace. We should examine very carefully our construction of the Western "other," and our culpability for the attendant frustration and sense of helplessness that drives an angry young L.A. surfer dude, a Texas ranch-hand, or a bare-naveled Miami skateboarder to blow themselves up along with Middle Easterners across the globe — and then rethink what the Egyptian or Saudi regime really stands for in the world today. They see our gender apartheid, our religious discrimination, our racial castes, tribalism, and autocracy — and then all that sexism, racism, and homophobia just overwhelms these idealistic-but-impotent American kids, causing them to strap on some bombs and strike a blow in anguish, as it were, against the patriarchy of imams, mullahs, and sheiks."

The sad part, however, is that he had to explicitly state that this was a parody (in the title bar). The fact that this is likely to be less than obvious to some readers makes me shiver.

15:28 - That's very silly.
http://www.aerostich.com/riderwearhouse.store

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...Which means, of course, that it'll probably sell.
Helmet Ears

Yes we’re completely serious. These have been tested to 175mph and will allow you to appear silly whenever you feel like it. The idea of being pulled over and lectured/screamed at by an agitated officer while glumly sitting on your red-hot Blackbird/Hayabusa/ZX12 with droopy bunny ears does admittedly have a sort of humor potential.

(Go to the site and search on item number 3350.)

14:08 - How easily we forget...
http://www.pvponline.com/archive.php3?archive=20021205

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Those of us who are proficient with computers seldom are reminded of just how needlessly baffling they are to those who aren't-- and more importantly, how many more there are of them than of us.

What's funny, of course, is that while Scott Kurtz is a Mac guy, or at least posts the occasional Apple-positive strip-- if he'd had these characters talking about a Mac, there'd hardly have been an opportunity for a joke.



(Apologies to Scott.)

13:24 - Of Mistake Is You

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You know, I'm getting really, really sick of hearing the words "Make no mistake".

Politicians have been saying "Make no mistake" ever since 9/11, as though it were coined on that day: "Make no mistake-- we will hunt down and destroy the perpetrators." "Make no mistake-- terrorists will have no place to hide." "Make no mistake-- we will make no mistakes." Give it a rest already!

It's another of those phrases that stops making sense at all if you think about it too long, like "all in all" or "by and large". What, are they honestly trying to prevent us from making mistakes? If so, is it Engrish? I can picture sitting down in class to take an exam, and the professor at the front of the room says: "You are have one hours for complete of test. Make no mistake!"

I wonder what the phrase sounds like in other countries where people are supposed to interpret it as a warning. Does it sound determined, or just dorky? How does Al-Jazeera translate it? "If you make no errors, we will destroy you." Huh?

Maybe it's al-Qaeda-esque code language, designed to awaken CIA sleeper agents like the Mossad agents recently redeployed undercover by Sharon in response to the Kenya attacks. Every "make no mistake", coupled with the sentence that follows it, is really an encoded message to some deep-cover operative. With the number of times we've heard it from Bush and Rumsfeld and Ashcroft by now, there should be a veritable army out there in the underground, launching secret shadow-war machinations with every televised speech.

Or maybe I've just been reading too much Seanbaby lately.
Thursday, December 5, 2002
01:29 - Who doesn't like Santa Claus?
http://www.cnn.com/2002/WORLD/europe/12/05/offbeat.germany.santa.reut/index.html

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Hokay... do we chalk this one up to "rampant anti-Americanism in Europe" or what?

I mean, with the start of December always comes an inexorable tide of commercialism, and with it comes the inevitable backlash of sarcastic riffs on the "true meaning of Christmas" (which, as Tom Lehrer and Trey Parker both have so memorably illustrated, is in fact the commercial spirit in and of itself). Our whole economy is centered around the gift-giving season. We feel guilty for being such tools of it all, but we console ourselves with these bits of self-effacing humor, and head to the malls anyway, tired smiles and all, and we toss small bills into the Salvation Army kettles to help soothe our spirits as we rush from Crate & Barrel to Crown Books.

But is this really necessary?

Eckhard Bieger, a Roman Catholic priest in Frankfurt, said he is all for the holiday season, gift exchanges and family celebrations. But he believes the twinkly-eyed old man in a red costume is a commercial fraud.

"Santa Claus is a creation of the advertising industry and Coca-Cola to further commercial interests," Bieger told Reuters.

"I don't have anything against Christmas presents and don't want to disappoint children," he said. "My aim is to put St. Nicholas back at the center of attention rather than this Santa Claus figure, which is just an empty shell."

You know, the simple fact that most people in the world don't know that Santa Claus has anything to do with Coke says to me that Santa Claus as an icon no longer belongs to Coca-Cola, nor stands as a meaningful representation of the blatant US-stoked cultural imperialism that puts McDonalds and Levi's into Russia and Saudi Arabia, where they so clearly aren't wanted.

This guy is tilting at windmills, in that kind of petty and futile way that we see when the Southern Baptists boycott Disney movies because the company has pro-gay-rights policies. It's an action that has no possibility of causing even any discomfort to the entity that the complainant has a problem with, and it's an action whose nature is completely divorced from the nature of the offense in question. If what this guy has a problem with is crass commercialism in the Christmas season, this stunt is going to do nothing but deprive kids of the biggest source of joy in the whole year, while allowing a few Concerned Adults to feel morally superior and untainted by the tawdry dreck that Christmas has become.

It's seemed to me from time to time that the long-term result of the Politically Correct No-Fault Nerf World era is going to be a generation of kids who have grown up without ever learning to have genuine fun, take honest risks, or learn any hard knocks first-hand-- and they'll have become adults incapable of joy, strength, or humanity.

This just seems like more of the same. Ho ho ho to you, merry sunshine.



UPDATE: Besides which, as pointed out by Hiker, the whole "Santa Claus was invented by Coca-Cola" thing is a myth anyway.

Visit snopes.com's Cokelore page for this and a bunch more fun stuff, including the full history of the "anti-Islamic message" thing I posted about a while ago. Hey, did you know that that logo not only says "No Muhammad, No Mecca", but also contains a sideways image of a guy snorting coke?


19:28 - So that's what we've been missing
http://www.apple-x.net/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=121&mode=th

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There's been speculation about this in the past, but apparently it's for real: IP over FireWire. Apple just released a preview of it today.

What good is it? Well:

As you already know, products such as the iPod and digital video cameras already use Firewire ports. In the future you may be able to assign future products with an IP address while connected via firewire, opening the door for networking video cameras and other devices. Imagine being at an editing studio, plugging in your DV camera and having it being accessible to every computer on your network in conjunction with Rendezvous. That camera is now accessible at 400 megabits a second anywhere on the network. We are talking about major speed and potential here. Other great advantages for IP over Firewire include the ability for older machines to work on future networks and faster networking with laptops with lower-speed ethernet connections.

Rendezvous, FireWire, the Digital Hub devices-- are they all jigsaw pieces in a vision of the home or studio or office that involves a unified access protocol for peripheral data transport and TCP/IP networking? Broadcasting MP3s from an iPod Web server or AppleTalk share? Multi-CPU clustering? All at speeds in excess of that of Gigabit Ethernet (as soon as the newer versions of FireWire are available, which is reported to be soon)?

Who knows where this will lead. Presumably they've got some compelling business case for this, and a killer app waiting in the wings that will seem obvious as soon as we see it but which nobody will predict coming. We'll just have to wait and see.

But the crucial bit is that they're actively working on making this a reality-- it ain't just speculation anymore.

19:09 - He Says What We're All Thinking
http://www.herdthinners.com/2002/1205.html

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Ahh, good old K&K.

And just for old time's sake and blatant me-too-ism, one of mine:




09:09 - Not that it surprises me
http://www.apple.com/pro/music/zimmer/

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Huh. Look who's being featured on Apple's "Pro/Music" site: Hans Zimmer, my favorite film scorer.

“Today, it’s amazing what you can do on a PowerBook,” he says. “It’s a more democratic system again. You don’t have to have hundreds of thousands of dollars. You just need to have some good ideas and be able to put them into action. And you have to have talent and musicianship.”

Lots of good stuff about the orchestral composition process and his company's history, too, for anyone who's interested.
Wednesday, December 4, 2002
00:50 - Tending Towards IBM
http://www.denbeste.nu/cd_log_entries/2002/12/InIBMsshadow.shtml

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Whatever it is you think is evil about Microsoft, IBM in the 1950's and 1960's was vastly worse. It's true that Microsoft has done things with its contract negotiations with OEM customers which effectively locked out competitors, but Microsoft's sins pale in comparison to the kind of things IBM used to do.

. . .

Folks, on the "evil computer empire" meter, Microsoft hardly registers.

Yet.

Just give it a few years, and a little more "network effect", and a few more federal judicial victories and government contracts to establish a de jure monopoly to bolster the current de facto one. And then everything this article says was so evil about IBM will be absolutely true about Microsoft.

The article makes a great case for why Microsoft should not be allowed to reach the point where it becomes IBM, the way it was.

17:24 - Xserve Has the Way In
http://maccentral.macworld.com/news/0212/03.server.php

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Mike sent me this link: a Network World story (reposted at MacCentral) covering the growing grass-roots movement toward OS X as a stable, simple, robust UNIX.

"Macs and management. Have you ever heard the expression 'like herding cats'?" asks Shane Wilson, coordinator of network services at Centre College in Danville, Ky. "Macs have always been this way."

The advent of Mac OS X 10.2, however, is changing that attitude. Network managers who formerly managed Macs with proprietary software and hardware can now use some of the same software they used for their Intel- or RISC-based servers and workstations to manage Macs. Mac OS X for the first time really supports standards-based enterprise qualities such as security, protocols and tools, which make management easier.

The article goes on to cite testimonials from IT managers of places like the H. Lee Moffitt Cancer Center in Tampa, Architectural Research Consultants in Albuquerque, and Anchor Group in Sacramento. Xserves are apparently starting to pop up everywhere, as people realize that they're extraordinarily easy to deploy and maintain-- as opposed to the typical steep learning curve and attendant high cost of expertise for UNIX/Linux servers-- as well as being far more flexible and powerful than the clumsy Windows servers that so many IT guys are wrestling unnecessarily with, sitting in server rooms poking at physical consoles and KVM switches instead of having any real remote access or peaceful coexistence of multiple services on a single machine.

Riddell uses the Mapics ERP application with Windows and Macintosh clients. He explains that even though he has not always been a fan of Macs in his network, he is softening with the advent of Mac OS X.

"Recently with Apple's OS X, I have completely changed my stance, and I am seriously considering the new XServe servers for a few minor Web projects," Riddell says.

On a related note-- I just sent in a message to John Polstra, author of CVSup, my favorite FreeBSD/UNIX mirroring application. CVSup's strength is the ability to track file creation, deletion, and modification, and propagate those changes very efficiently to the client machine (for backup or mirror purposes)-- using Rsync, it transmits only the crucial data, minimizing bandwidth usage. "Runner" processes zoom ahead and index the filesystems on both sides, communicating information about changed files back to the actual data-transfer processes, which transmit simple attribute modifications, appended data, RCS/CVS checkins, and finally (if all else fails) the entire file. This makes for an extremely fast and extremely bandwidth-stingy mirroring mechanism, and I love it.

There's one thing CVSup can't keep track of, however, and that is when a file is moved (or renamed). Because most operating systems, including UNIX and Windows, track files uniquely by their paths (e.g. /usr/local/www/data/index.html or C:\Program Files\Whatever\index.html), if you rename or move a file, the operating system has no idea of that file's history. As far as the OS is concerned, if you move /home/foo/1.txt to /home/bar/2.txt, it's a completely new file, and CVSup has to transfer the entire thing. It has no choice.

Not a big deal, you say? Well, what if I told you that I ran an art archive where each artist has a directory whose name is based on their displayed artist name. Let's say the artist has 1000 files in that directory, adding up to 100MB. Now let's say the artist changes her name. This means the name of the directory changes; but CVSup can't determine that the 1000 files under the new directory are really the same 1000 files that it had been tracking all this time under the old directory, and so it has to send delete commands for all the old files, and transfer all 100MB of the files all over again to put them in the new location.

Is that not the most inefficient thing you've ever heard? But that's the way it is on the operating systems that we all run our servers on.

But... the Mac's HFS+ filesystem has something I've mentioned once or twice before: the Unique File ID. The OS can track files not just by their paths (which is an ugly, frowned-upon, secondary "safety net" method), but by the Unique ID. This means that you can do such tricks as pointing an alias to a file, moving the target file around, and having the alias still work. Or put MP3s into your iTunes database, reorganize where you keep all said MP3s, and iTunes will still know where to find each one. Or configure your browser to find its "helper apps" in one folder under Applications-- and then decide to move the apps somewhere else entirely, and yet your browser will still work just fine.

And what's more-- if CVSup were retooled in an OS X build to take advantage of the Unique File IDs, it could track not only all the cool stuff it already knows about, but file renames and moves as well. And the above-mentioned scenario would result not in 100MB of extraneous network activity in the wee hours, but maybe 1K worth of control data that tells the CVSup client to simply rename the directory, as was done on the server.

(Sure, operating systems without the benefit of Unique File IDs might be able to employ some massively complex heuristics to determine whether a file with the same checksum and other attributes, but with a different path, is really the same as a file it had previously known about. But that is intensely inelegant-- we already have a better way, right here.)

So this could mean an Xserve would present a significant operational advantage not only over a Windows server, but over other UNIX platforms as well.

Sun thinks the Xserve is no competition at all. I dunno, methinks they could stand to quake in their boots just a tad more. Apple servers are no laughing matter anymore.

16:54 - The AOLization of the Internet

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Some e-mails that are circulating around the company, sent by Outlook users, now have this charming little footer:



NOOOO! Beware, citizens! Resiiiiist the colors! RESIST!

These are the rewards we reap: software that embeds ads for newer versions of itself-- really crude ads, at that-- into the content created by users of the program. Even content that is read by users of other e-mail programs. (This thing assumes I'm using Outlook too. The sick thing is that it stands fair odds of being right-- that the recipient is a legitimate target.)

Then there are the "iWon" popup ads that you get if you surf to microsoft.com, and the ads threaded throughout WinXP. And don't forget-- It's better with the Butterfly™®©!


Welcome to the future, everybody. It's too late to get pissed off about it now.

Thank you very fucking much, Bill. You big genius you.

13:41 - Spam funny

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You know those Klez worms that are still clogging up everybody's inboxes with subject lines like "A special new game" and "So cool a flash, enjoy it" and "Investor relations for you"? You know how they seem to mutate themselves every time, so you have variations like "A new game" and "So special a flash" and "An WinXP patch"?

Well, I just ran across the best accidental example yet:
Subject: Fw: Idiot relations for you !

Hoo-boy, sign me up!

13:15 - The Islamist-Controlled Media
http://littlegreenfootballs.com/weblog/?entry=4898

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Ever wonder why Islamic terrorism cases are so frequently reported as being perpetrated by "unnamed gunmen" or "militants" or "freedom fighters" or pretty much anything except for "Islamic terrorists"?

Well, wonder no more, because Charles Johnson has posted a link to the Canadian Islamic Congress' grading scheme for demeriting Canadian media outlets for any reporting that doesn't portray Islam in the best possible light at all times:

1. Identifying Muslims by their religion when they are involved in violent acts = 100
2. Interring [sic] that Islam is intolerant and an extreme religion that teaches, endorses or condones acts of violence = 90
3. Use of the term "Muslim Terrorists" = 80
4. Use of the term "Muslim Militants" = 70
5. Use of the term "Muslim Extremists" = 60
6. Use of the term "Muslim Fundamentalists" = 50
7. Propagating negative stereotypes = 40
8. Being culturally insensitive, for example to religious practices, dress code, food or social customs = 30
9. Selective presentation and analysis of events and the use of popular "experts" = 20
10. Failing to offer a balanced view on political events = 10

Granted, that's Canada. But if pressures like this are widespread, it would explain a whole lot.

Meanwhile, European countries are one-by-one banning Kosher food. Yeah, that sure sounds like a massive Zionist conspiracy's in charge of everything, don't it?

12:08 - TechTV Gives FireWire the Nod
http://www.techtv.com/screensavers/supergeek/jump/0,24331,3393574,00.html

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And this one's no Russian test lab using five-year-old equipment.

Maxtor provided us with two similar 5400 rpm external hard drives, the USB 2.0-based Personal Storage 3000LE and the FireWire-based External Storage 3000XT. With our 1.3-GHz Pentium 4 test system equipped with 1GB of PC800 RDRAM, we loaded up SuperSpeed Software's RamDisk XP Pro and created a 700MB virtual hard drive. The low latency of our RAM disk as well as its solid-state performance allowed us focus on the performance of each interface using the similar external drives.

. . .

While USB 2.0 may not be the ultimate hard drive interface, its ability to read at a rate of 6MB per second matches the maximum write speed of a 40x CD recorder. Focusing on the MP3 transfer rates (Test 2), FireWire offers a significant advantage over USB 2.0, besting it by nearly 48 percent in write speeds and over 70 percent in read speeds. (Yet another (indirect) reason Apple iPod owners are so happy.)

We will soon revisit this particular test with a 7200 rpm hard drive, but the results are likely to remain consistent. In addition, notebook-sized hard drives such as those used in the iPod can be powered by a 6-pin FireWire interface whereas USB 2.0 would require an additional power supply/connection.

Mm-hmm.

11:16 - Really Big Shoe

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Jackie Mason was on "Forum" this morning; he was holding forth in what I'm sure has become the archetype for the comic Yiddish delivery, with his thick crunchy accent and rambling speculative inward kvetchings that have spawned so many homages throughout entertainment, from characters in Mel Brooks movies to Rabbi Krustovsky.

Michael was asking brief questions about Jackie's career, and then sitting back and letting the master work. One story that he told, though, I found particularly revealing. Jackie talked about a recent occasion when he hired a young Palestinian comic (yes, apparently there was one) to be on his show. Mason then faced a torrent of media attention over whether he had any problem working with the guy because he was a Palestinian. I'm paraphrasing, but Jackie recounted his reaction as being, "Well, is he coming here throwing bombs, or is he coming here telling jokes? He's not in Israel killing people, he's here to make people laugh. I'm not so hateful as to blame him for the things some of his countrymen do. If we've learned nothing else as a people, it's that we have to be above that kind of nonsense."

And then, the comic in question repaid him for this by publicly spewing vicious anti-Israel, anti-Sharon, anti-Jewish rhetoric, and Mason fired him. And the press again leaped all over him, taking up the comic's claim that he had been fired for being Palestinian. Said Mason: Did I hire him or what? I knew he was Palestinian when I hired him. Why would I fire him for that reason? The press completely ignored the real reason for kicking the comic off the show, and turned Mason into the bad guy.

I don't know anything from any other source about this incident-- I'm just going by what he said on the air this morning. But it's an interesting case study anyway.

Later Jackie explained why Jewish comedians are such a common thing. When you're persecuted throughout the world, and you have no power to fight back, you laugh at your predicament. When you're a studious and intellectual people, you engage in self-aware, self-effacing humor. Now, I'd like to know why the Palestinians haven't tried this? It's a much bigger and more effective form of passive resistance than Gandhi ever came up with: it's the ability to sow memes throughout a society, positive memes, that go through phases of derision and resentment-- but eventually become nostalgic, endearing, and treasured. Today, it can hardly be denied that the Jews are stronger as a people and as a pop-cultural influential force than they ever have been. And not one of them ever had to blow himself up on a schoolbus in order to achieve that.



UPDATE: Oh, wait. Rabbi Krustovsky actually was played by Jackie Mason. I guess that would explain that.


Tuesday, December 3, 2002
02:14 - The MP3 Mafia
http://www.pbs.org/cringely/pulpit/pulpit20021128.html

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Here's a Robert Cringely column (thanks, Kris, for the link) with an interesting take on the whole digital-piracy/Big Media thing:

Well, right there we have a problem. People LIKE epic films, but even with the best editing and animation software, there is no way some kid with a hopped-up Mac or PC is going to make "Terminator 4." One can only guess, then, that people will continue to go to movies and eat popcorn and watch on the big screen despite how many copies of DivX there are in the world.

Peer-to-peer movie piracy is practical only in the manner that any organized crime is practical: It works only as long as the host remains strong enough to support the parasite. Tony Soprano can't run New Jersey because then everyone would be a crook, and there would be nobody to steal from except other crooks. No more innocent victims. Same with movie piracy, which needs a strong movie industry from which to steal. If the industry is weakened too much by piracy, the pirates begin to hurt themselves by dryi