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January 25th, 2008

I had an insightful, interesting (screw it, who am I kidding? it was painfully uncomfortable) conversation with a relation recently. Said relation has offspring of a certain age. I’ve written about the offspring before, specifically in the context of how they tend to like playing role playing games on the internet with total strangers (ancient history)

Anyway, said relation had been chatting over the watercooler with others and had (belatedly) come to the realization that the internet is, as they say, srs bzns. And now, having hunted down my email address with all the determination of a parent who figures that their precious snowdrop needs protecting, she wanted to know how she could “block all those nasty sites. You know, like porn and hacking sites and things like that“.

Pause. Deep breath. Roll eyes and refuse the chance to take a swipe at the hacking vs cracking debate, part eleventy billion. Tell her that this isn’t possible.

But you’re practically a [insert qualification here] in Computers. Surely you can do something?

No. I really can’t. *sigh* People need to stop watching stupid movies. Seriously.

And if anyone needs me for the rest of the week, well – I’ll be playing with KDE for Windows. As astonishing as it sounds, I like individual K-apps (Kopete, aKregator, Cervisia, Konqueror). I’m looking forward to this, broken though things probably will be on Windows.

right said fred

January 20th, 2008

People generally like mementoes of places that they visit. It’s true. A generation earlier, this memento would have taken the form of some ghastly ceramic ornament to adorn some glass walled cabinet. Someone I know swears by fridge magnets. Me? I just buy tshirts. Not to pack them up in a drawer and keep them around, of course. I generally buy them and wear them. No, not the drawers, the tshirts. Ostensibly, by the time the tshirt is hacked up and ready to throw away (so my optimistic reasoning goes), it’s time to visit that place again. No, I haven’t revisited most of the places I’ve been, but I can always hope, right?

But I have this friend, whom I shall name Fred. Fred has an even odder idea of mementoes. When he visits these fair shores, our boy Fred buys himself a copy of the Playboy magazine and takes it home. What he does with those magazines once he reaches home is unknown, but I’m desperately trying to dispell the mental imagery of mattresses, hand lotion and tissues from my mind as I type this.

Not that there’s anything wrong with secreting Playboy mags under mattresses and indeed err.. secreting things into tissues, of course. I’m just not sure I want to imagine Fred doing any of that. No offense, Frederick old chap.

The problem with Fred’s most recent visit, however, is that he forgot to buy his Playboy mag. This is (unsurprisingly, perhaps) where I come into the picture. I’d say centerfold but the thoughts of myself in any centerfold isn’t an image I particularly want to imagine either, so I presume this goes in triplicate for the rest of you lot. Right, so picture. Me. Playboy.

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all about the icky

January 15th, 2008

There are many reasons to feel embarassed about something or the other, I suppose – but one of the most powerful motivators is a sense of social etiquette. The most extreme case of not being embarassed, of course is psychopathy (also called sociopathy). But merely to drive the point home, as it were, a few random occurrences in the past week.

Craigslist standard guy wants to meet girl ad. Happens all the time, you’d say. This is true, it does happen all the time. Only, this time the guy in question happens to be Richard Stallman. When I first saw this, I was convinced it was someone’s idea of a joke. You know, free software nerd, can’t get a wummin etc etc. A bit of cross checking and it probably isn’t a joke after all. I think it is fair to say that Stallman is a fairly polarizing figure in the open source world (and beyond). I admire his steadfast adherence to a principle – even if my thoughts about some of his edicts verge dangerously towards dismissing him as a crackpot. He has a sense of humour. He is perhaps as respected (if not more so, especially by the Gnu/fanboys) as Linus Torvalds. To read that Craigslist advert? It was strange, bizarre. Like a comic gag by Ricky Gervais, only better (and it’s ok not to laugh).

How about a social experiment? (probably requires login, use bugmenot to grab one). Students were asked to approach someone in a subway and ask for their seat. The article goes to some length to analyze why this was so difficult for the students. Heck, I would have almost certainly refused to ask for a seat when I didn’t need it. And sometimes, even when I possibly might want a seat. It’s just not something you do. It’s a mortifying experience. Oddly, I feel the same way trying to haggle three wheeler fares. Strange, but there you are.

And the third of these stories is about incest. Yes, I went there. Unknowing twins marry each other is a story that is vaguely disturbing on many levels. No further comments (other than a barely audible Oh shit) seem required, really.

things I learned this week

January 9th, 2008

Despite the somewhat strange title, I try not to confine my learning to a specific time or time period. This week however, has seen some interesting (well, obviously interesting to me – perhaps not quite so interesting to you) facts emerge.

Newton Gunasinghe and various links between culture, economics and civil war was interesting. Is it promoting an academic theory after the fact or the fundamental reasons for 1983? I guess that’s open to interpretation but it sounded like a plausible angle to me.

It is possible to run a ssh server that listens on multiple ports. Why this is necessary is a long, tedious and probably inappropriate explanation for this forum – but suffice to say that I needed it; and I was gratified to find that it was so simple.

I am going through another period of text-editor upheaval these days. I do this periodically, for no apparent reason. It’s not discontentment with my existing editor(s) of choice – merely an evaluation of the field for something that might be just a little bit better. Thus far – I’ve examined UltraEdit (very nice, but oh so oogly), Intype (pretty, but somewhat dubious in functionality) and a Windows port of the text editor making a splash in the Mac world (TextMate) – the almost-there-but-not-quite E-Text editor. No clear winner yet, but I’m trying to find out why people rave about TextMate.

Apropos of nothing, I had not one but two people express surprise and possibly astonishment when I walked them through the cuteness of xargs and then took them back to my trusty Windows desktop for a demonstration. Clearly, knowing about Linux is verboten if you deign to use the desktop of the evil empire. I must have not read that memo. (The link is only necessary because I’ve been calling some other place an evil empire for a while this week. It’s necessary to disambiguate these things, ye know).

She has at least one tune with an addictive riff in the chorus. (Did I mean riff? Probably not. More like a popping and clicking noise). I know this sounds horribly judgemental (so what else is new) but I had her pegged as a media manipulator and possibly something of a [interesting-backstory-sells-records] publicity shark. She might be all of those, but I liked what I heard so far.

Also, bwahahahahahahaha to everyone who wrote off the Clinton juggernaut. I expect the story editors at the BBC to look embarassed (actually, pretty much everyone will). An interesting factoid I picked up last night though – Clinton the hubby lost 6 primaries on the trot in 1992.

ircatwork. For those with tedious firewalling or connectivity problems. Tried it out this week, was gratified to find that it works. Even better, a quick google revealed a few more sites like it.

you are where you visit

January 3rd, 2008

In this story, a scientist (or several thousand) huddle in a dusty laboratory somewhere. After years of hard work (aided and abetted by a manservant with a Slavic name and questionable clothing tastes); the scientist finally makes a breakthrough discovery. “It’s alive, [name of Slavic origin]“; he shrieks in triumph. Only the discovery happens to be something that turns around and does him in.

Frankenstein? Almost. This little discovery is called personalization.

A couple of weeks ago, I read The Polarization of Extremes – arguing that the internet makes it incredibly easy to self sort, or find a website/news outlet which caters to precisely the editorial slant that you prefer. In the old days, this was considered a good thing. Your news, your way. The article, however, paints a very different picture. It is now possible to swan from one site to another without ever seeing a dissenting or alternative point of view. If your push button issue happens to involve the birth of someone two thousand or two thousand five hundred or however many years ago, if you believe that the aliens will take us all away, if you believe that the Bush dynasty is good, bad or something other than ugly – well, there’s apparently a site or two dozen on the internet just for you.

Is this a bad thing? Well, if it stopped there – then maybe it isn’t. However, there is another interesting effect described.

The creation of enclaves of like-minded people had a second effect: It made both liberal groups and conservative groups significantly more homogeneous — and thus squelched diversity. Before people started to talk, many groups displayed a fair amount of internal disagreement on the three issues. The disagreements were greatly reduced as a result of a mere 15-minute discussion. In their anonymous statements, group members showed far more consensus after discussion than before. The discussion greatly widened the rift between liberals and conservatives on all three issues

So, what they’re really saying is that people actually discuss things within their own group and come to a consensus. Not bad, huh? Or, I suppose left unsaid, they leave the group and find somewhere more amenable. But it doesn’t end there either.

A key consequence of this kind of self-sorting is what we might call enclave extremism. When people end up in enclaves of like-minded people, they usually move toward a more extreme point in the direction to which the group’s members were originally inclined. Enclave extremism is a special case of the broader phenomenon of group polarization, which extends well beyond politics and occurs as groups adopt a more extreme version of whatever view is antecedently favored by their members

Does this sound familiar? Having observed a few online communities, it certainly struck a chord with me.

Clearly, despite its fairly recent lack of popularity, holding an extremist position is not all bad – the article cites a few instances where holding an extremist, contrary position was a good thing (ie:, the antislavery movement). Then again, a counter example can be found in the actions of some of the more militant environmental campaigners. Even a good stance can be diluted, dismissed or simply made easier to ignore by the actions of extremists. (Use your own examples here. There are lots).

The problem is, can people who have held an extremist position change? Dunbar’s Number seems to indicate that, the larger the community – the less likely the chances of change.

There are times when three hours of fascinating clicking on Wikipedia links can produce something useful. This is most likely not one of those times.

Update: I found this link which I really really like – it breaks down and quantifies Dunbar’s number into other spheres of activity.