Conscientious Deserters

Since the start of war in Iraq, more than 5,500 U.S. soldiers have abandoned their posts and become deserters, many (most?) of them for reasons of conscience, most of them slipping into Canada. 60 Minutes interviewed several conscientious deserters. Said one:

“I found out, basically, that they found no weapons of mass destruction. They were beginning to come out and say it’s not likely that we will find any — and the claim that they made about ties to al Qaeda was coming up short, to say the least,” says Hughey. “It made me angry, because I felt our lives were being thrown away as soldiers, basically.”

Viewers writing into the show last time 60 Minutes covered the topic had suggested that the deserters be hunted down, brought home, and shot. Draw your own conclusions.

Music: Talking Heads :: Born Under Punches

An Insult to Civil Rights

Saddened by the news that Martin Luther King’s daughter Bernice King led a march to her father’s grave which, among other things, promoted a constitutional amendment stating that marriage be defined as man/woman. Bernice King is leveraging her father’s legacy not to promote civil rights, but to work against them.

King’s widow Corretta Scott King has stated that “King would be a champion of gay rights if he were alive.” In fact, she has specifically called gay marriage a civil rights issue, and has denounced proposed amendments to ban it. SF Chronicle:

The Rev. Bernice King and march organizers deliberately chose King’s resting place in Atlanta to imply that he would have stood with them. But Martin Luther King’s uncompromising battle against discrimination during his life — and his persistent refusal to distance himself from a well-known gay civil rights leader — show that King never would have endorsed an anti-gay campaign.

To me, this looks like a triple slap in the face: A black woman fighting against civil rights, indirectly speaking for her father when he can’t speak for himself, and waging her war of hatred at her father’s grave site.

A friend recently made the point that the fight for black/civil rights is not a good analogy to the fight for gay rights because race is truly a fact of birth, while the question of whether homosexuality is a fact of birth or choice is open for debate. I’d counter by saying that only non-gays believe this question is up for debate — I’ve certainly never met a gay person who felt they chose the path without feeling an inner/natural draw. If there are gays who don’t think they were more or less “born gay,” they’re very rare.

But whether protestors of Bernice King’s march are right or wrong in drawing the comparison between civil and gay rights does not change the fact that she is almost certainly misrepresenting her father, and has acted disingenuously by hanging a personal agenda on her father’s grave.

Music: Bert Jansch :: Promised Land

Hopkin Rides Again

Hopkin OfotoThe saga of Hopkin Green Frog continues. First it turns out that the original Hopkin poster was drawn not by a small child but by a 16-year-old autistic boy, which makes it all the more poignant.

Now C informs me that the Hopkin hunt is an ongoing meme within the halls at Ofoto. “He appears on desktops and phones everywhere. Today he made an appearance on one of the engineer’s b-day cake (and the cake was tasty!)”

Music: Coleman Hawkins :: Boff Boff

Where Have All the Orange Alerts Gone?

Political Puzzle heard the Savage Beast, er, Michael Savage asking on the radio where all the terror alerts have gone now that the election has past. “Remember, in the months leading up to the election, we had a terror alert almost once a week. [I have not verified this. -SH] Now, since the election, we have not had a one. Did we finally catch all of them? Are we safe now? Can I stop worrying now?”

And check out the top Google result for terror alert level.

Music: Toots And The Maytals :: Funky Kingston

Massively Parallel Backup

Finished part I of the Unix System Administration class yesterday. Heard some interesting bits from the prof on how national laboratories dealing with problems of missing hard drives are moving to NetBoot scenarios, where the NetBoot server is behind “GGG” (guards, gates and guns). He had just finished purchasing, and is preparing to install, $38,000 worth of Apple XServes and X-Raids for a massively redundant, super-secure NetBoot deployment… designed to service four (count ’em!) users.

Talking a lot about backup techniques in the class this week. Question: at what point does a system become so large that backups simply defy the laws of physics and the limits of current technology? Heard about a system he had worked on with hundreds of servers, each with many terabytes of storage – around 200TB of data in all. Their engineers were among the best in the world at building high-speed parallel networks, super-efficient load-balancing servers, etc. And they owned some of the largest and fastest tape silos in the world. But no matter how much money they threw at the problem, they were not able to back up more than 75TB per week. Full nightly backups were simply not going to happen for them.

In my own little world, finally, after all these years, have a nightly backup system in place for the whole house – a modified version of the rsync scripts I use for birdhouse and journalism, which at all times keep both a complete bit-perfect current mirror and also parallel dirs for each of the past 30 days containing changed or deleted files. But for the home network, replaced the version of rsync that ships with OS X with the binary from RsyncX, which preserves HFS+ attributes and metadata.

Music: The Carter Family :: The East Virginia Blues

Design Predictions for 2005

Over at fortytwomedia, Web Design Predictions for 2005. Summary: Retro looks are out, wicked worn is in. Multi-faceted categorization will get bigger (e.g. adding a piece of content to multiple categories or views; a no-brainer for bloggers, but surprisingly few commercial sites do this). “Table-using designers increasingly seen as belonging to a lower caste.” Pure red falls into disfavor (thank gawd!) “Web-safe palette is at last widely understood to be obsolete.” Chronological info display popularized by weblogs is downplayed (this is an issue we face continuously with serial publishing – the necessity of a CMS to place the most important — rather than the newest — story at the top; MT requires awkward workarounds to accomplish this).

And the big news for the J-School: We’ve gone so long between redesigns that brown is back in vogue!

Music: Mike Watt :: Beltsandedman

PowerPoint to the People

Nutty day in the observatory.

Tonight to the Pacific Film Archive to watch a live competition: Powerpoint to the People, which opened with a loop of 100 PowerPoint slides by our friend Michael Lewy. Radically different approaches to the competition, most of which poked visceral fun at corporate boardrooms, greed run amok, “branding” of faith in the workplace, American Idol, clip art, idiotic sound effects… hard to describe the results, some of which were button-down but funny, others totally surreal, but no one left the building with any question that PowerPoint can be put to satisfying artistic or parodic ends in the right hands. Very fun, and the judges were hilarious. Interstitial presentations between the competitors were used to “clear the visual palette,” and included one of David Byrne’s PP pieces (Byrne being the most famous practitioner of what is apparently rapidly becoming the new hip display medium).
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Oggz

Oggz My old friend Malcolm from antiweb has started selling Oggz — color-morphing egg-shaped squishy lights, about the size of a small ostrich egg, which glow slowly through the entire color spectrum. Strangely seductive, kind of meditative, gently surreal. An Oggz will glow for about four hours on a single charge (they come with a small charging base). Haven’t experienced anything quite like them before, although I did also see some of the color morphers by Mathmos in a store over the weekend. The Mathmos lamps are cool, but more expensive and not squishy/durable like the Oggz.

Pictures don’t really do Oggz justice, and it’s really hard to shoot decent video of them — video cameras seem to make them the Oggz look washed out as they struggle to color-correct or white balance in low-light conditions. No substitute for being in a dark room with an Oggz and a two-year-old whose face is lit up like the dude on the cover of ELO’s Discovery, naming the colors as they rotate through, trying to figure out what all the in-between-y hues are called.

Super-nice Mal sent us one as a promo; loving it so much I ended up ordering a bunch more as gifts for kids this year, though they’re also good clean fun for adults (try putting one in a fruit bowl in a darkened kitchen, or leaving one in the coat closet at a party, or using one at the dinner table in place of a candle…)

Weird coda: A man died recently when a classic lava lamp (which he left on a hot stove for unknown reasons) exploded, sending a shard of glass into his heart. Oggz don’t explode.

Music: The Kinks :: Underneath The Neon Sign

I Climb High

Iclimbhigh Back in October, posted about the super-scary day when Miles slipped out through the cat door and climbed to the top of a ladder leaning up against the house. Wanted to join me on the roof. Serious palpitations for Amy and me.

We shared the story with our families, of course. Then today Amy received this birthday drawing from her 8-year-old niece Roya, depicting the scene for posterity. She even remembered his triumphant proclamation, “I climb HIGH!” Love the stylized thought balloons emanating from daddy’s head, visualizing the worst. Rock on, Roya.

Music: Screamin’ Jay Hawkins :: Little Demon