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With all apologies…

…but this is just too good to not post.

Fuck Christmas

Here’s just one very, very small piece of this brilliant rant:

And guess who’s stealing Christmas, according to Gibson. Go on — guess. “A cabal of secularists, so-called humanists, trial lawyers, cultural relativists, and liberal, guilt-wracked Christians — not just Jewish people.” (Emphasis mine. Pure, unadulterated anti-semitism, his.) A cabal? Are you fucking kidding me?

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But you boys at FOX still freak out every year about how everyone’s out to get your special trees. This is really the most important thing you have to talk about? Whether Target says Happy Holidays or Merry Christmas? Here’s a brainstorm: there’s a fucking war on. Our soldiers are out there dying while you guys do your 14th live feed of the day from WalMart to show us what good little consumers we are. What Would Jesus Do? He’d jump over that newsdesk and kick your ass for that shit. Are you sure you want to hang your journalism credentials on a story about what some guy calls a tree?

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Digital Culture Media Personal

I *heart* Penn Jillette

I’ve been a fan for years, but Penn just keeps saying what he believes, and I just keep loving it. Their show on Showtime, Bullshit!, is amazing, and one of these trips out to Vegas I’ll actually get to see them live. For now, I’ll just be blown away by the manner in which he sums up his wordview worldview (and mine) for NPR:

So, I’m saying, “This I believe: I believe there is no God.”

Having taken that step, it informs every moment of my life. I’m not greedy. I have love, blue skies, rainbows and Hallmark cards, and that has to be enough. It has to be enough, but it’s everything in the world and everything in the world is plenty for me. It seems just rude to beg the invisible for more. Just the love of my family that raised me and the family I’m raising now is enough that I don’t need heaven. I won the huge genetic lottery and I get joy every day.

Believing there’s no God means I can’t really be forgiven except by kindness and faulty memories. That’s good; it makes me want to be more thoughtful. I have to try to treat people right the first time around.

Believing there’s no God stops me from being solipsistic. I can read ideas from all different people from all different cultures. Without God, we can agree on reality, and I can keep learning where I’m wrong. We can all keep adjusting, so we can really communicate. I don’t travel in circles where people say, “I have faith, I believe this in my heart and nothing you can say or do can shake my faith.” That’s just a long-winded religious way to say, “shut up,” or another two words that the FCC likes less. But all obscenity is less insulting than, “How I was brought up and my imaginary friend means more to me than anything you can ever say or do.” So, believing there is no God lets me be proven wrong and that’s always fun. It means I’m learning something.

Believing there is no God means the suffering I’ve seen in my family, and indeed all the suffering in the world, isn’t caused by an omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent force that isn’t bothered to help or is just testing us, but rather something we all may be able to help others with in the future. No God means the possibility of less suffering in the future.

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Digital Culture Personal

Stupid hotels; or Why Should I Pay for WiFi

I’m currently sitting in the Marriott Anaheim Convention Center, beside the Starbucks. I have a couple of hours to kill since I took an earlier flight than the people I’m meeting here, so I thought to myself: “Self…why don’t you pop open the ol’ laptop and get a little reading/browsing/work done in the meantime.” So I proceed to, confident that no hotel chain is still stupid enough to charge for wifi in their lobbies.

Of course, much like Space and Time, there is no limit to stupidity.

Not ONLY do they charge for WiFi access in the lobby, and not only do they ALSO charge for wired connections in their rooms…no one has the slightest clue about how the wifi works, charges, etc. I had to boot up and actually check the login page to see prices since no one in the hotel lobby had a clue.

This hotspot is controlled by some company called Ibahn, and even after getting to the page, my questions didn’t stop:

Ibahn login page

As you can see, there are two top choices: 24 hours for $9.95, or 1 day for $9.95. This left me pondering what possible difference there might be between the two that necessitated both choices. Do they not mean consecutive hours? 24 random hours? 24 hours of my choosing? You’d think that question might have come up a few times, and been answered….but no. Not anywhere in the terms of service, not anywhere I can find on the page at all. Just two choices that seem identical, but can’t possibly be since they are both there.

Ah well. I bit the bullet, since this will be paid for by the company I’m out here for eventually anyway. But boy could these guys use a lesson in the economics of wifi and the value of usability testing.

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My Time in Vegas

My day in Vegas

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Out of Town

I’ll be out of town for the remainder of the week, travelling to Vegas, and then on to Anaheim for a convention. Blogging will be really light, but I’ll try to make up for it when I return. Lots of things rolling around in my head to talk about, just no time to get them out.

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Esquire and Idiot America

Phenomenal article from Esquire about the increasing contempt in our society for intelligence in general, and science specifically. A few selected quotes from the article:

LET’S TAKE A TOUR, shall we? For the sake of time, we’ll just cover the last year or so. A federally funded abstinence program suggests that HIV can be transmitted through tears. An Alabama legislator proposes a bill to ban all books by gay authors. The Texas House passes a bill banning suggestive cheerleading. And nobody laughs at any of it, or even points out that, in the latter case, having Texas ban suggestive cheerleading is like having Nebraska ban corn. James Dobson, a prominent conservative Christian spokesman, compares the Supreme Court to the Ku Klux Klan. Pat Robertson, another prominent conservative preacher, says that federal judges are a more serious threat to the country than is Al Qaeda and, apparently taking his text from the Book of Gambino, later sermonizes that the United States should get with it and snuff the democratically elected president of Venezuela.

The Congress of the United States intervenes to extend into a televised spectacle the prolonged death of a woman in Florida. The majority leader of the Senate, a physician, pronounces a diagnosis based on heavily edited videotape. The majority leader of the House of Representatives argues against cutting-edge research into the use of human stem cells by saying that “an embryo is a person. . . . We were all at one time embryos ourselves. So was Abraham. So was Muhammad. So was Jesus of Nazareth.” Nobody laughs at him or points out that the same could be said of Hitler, Stalin, Pol Pot, or whoever invented the baby-back rib.

…and later in the article….

The rise of Idiot America is essentially a war on expertise. It’s not so much antimodernism or the distrust of intellectual elites that Richard Hofstadter deftly teased out of the national DNA forty years ago. Both of those things are part of it. However, the rise of Idiot America today represents—for profit mainly, but also, and more cynically, for political advantage and in the pursuit of power—the breakdown of a consensus that the pursuit of knowledge is a good. It also represents the ascendancy of the notion that the people whom we should trust the least are the people who best know what they’re talking about. In the new media age, everybody is a historian, or a preacher, or a scientist, or a sage. And if everyone is an expert, then nobody is, and the worst thing you can be in a society where everybody is an expert is, well, an actual expert.

Now…those of you that actually follow this blog may have issue with my love of this paragraph in light of my open distain for appeals to authority when questions of truth come into play. This is, as I see it, not in disagreement with that position. I don’t mind experts…hell, I strive to BE an expert on a lot of issues. The purpose of being an expert, however, is not so that people believe you without thought. I expect that, even if I know more about a subject than anyone else on earth, that to be intellectually honest is to verify my positions when they are stated, and not take them at face value because I’m an authority.

Finally, we saw the apotheosis of the end of expertise, when New Orleans was virtually obliterated as a functional habitat for human beings, and the country discovered that the primary responsibility for dealing with the calamity lay with a man who’d been dismissed as an incompetent from his previous job as the director of a luxury-show-horse organization.

And the president went on television and said that nobody could have anticipated the collapse of the unfortunate city’s levees. In God’s sweet name, engineers anticipated it. Politicians anticipated it. The poor in the Ninth Ward certainly anticipated it. Hell, four generations of folksingers anticipated it.

Indeed.

Fights over evolution—and its faddish new camouflage, intelligent design, a pseudoscience that posits without proof or method that science is inadequate to explain existence and that supernatural causes must be considered—roil up school districts across the country. The president of the United States announces that he believes ID ought to be taught in the public schools on an equal footing with the theory of evolution. And in Dover, Pennsylvania, during one of these many controversies, a pastor named Ray Mummert delivers the line that both ends our tour and, in every real sense, sums it up:

“We’ve been attacked,” he says, “by the intelligent, educated segment of the culture.”

Indeed. I say it’s time that we attacked a bit more forcefully. ID is the poster child for Idiot America as a “fight” to be “won.” There is no fighting fact, and science is not the opposition of faith. Whether it’s global warming, the energy crisis, genetic engineering, stem cell research, evolution, or a dozen other scientific concepts that this country is unwilling to accept: we need to get with the rest of the world, or learn to speak Chinese. Cause if we fall behind, they will pick up the pieces.

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More Blaise

From Jessamyn, over at librarian.net:

More on the Blaise Cronin/blogger back and forth. Apparently the story of Cronin’s lambasting from the blogger community has taken on legs of its own and is quoted in this Christian Science Monitor article about anonymity.

Funny…my lambasting from back in April has my name right at the top. Fancy that.

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Bluegrass Zombie Action

Evidently, every year in Lexington, there is a group that gets together on Halloween and re-creates Michael Jackson’s video Thriller.

Why?

Who knows.

Thriller in Lexington

All I know is that zombies + Lexington is teh hawt.

Note the movie theatre marquee in the picture…that’s the Kentucky Theatre, where I spent many a teenage evening watching films of all sorts, from the Blade Runner director’s cut to Fritz the Cat. Makes me miss the bluegrass.

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Happy Halloween!

Had a pretty quiet halloween here on the homefront. Only one trick or treater, a mini-spiderman. We spent the rest of the evening watching Dawn of the Dead and drinking hot chocolate. All in all, not the night of debauched trickery that some may have had, but an ok evening for us.

Next year, though: party!

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Digital Culture Personal

WordPress.com

It appears that the gang behind WordPress is launching a blogger-like hosted blogging solution over at WordPress.com. I got a sneak-preview invite to it, and here’s my thoughts.

Dashboard

The admin area looks much like the standard area for the “standard” version of wordpress, and includes the Dashboard area. I’d love for this area to include the ability to personalize the RSS feeds coming in…we’ll see if that pops up in the full release.

Write

They’ve snuck a couple of fancy new AJAXy features in to the Write panel, including a drag-n-drop photo area which takes the guesswork out of dealing with photos.

wppresentation.jpg

For some reason, the presentation aspect of the site is very limited…only a very small number (8) of different themes to choose from, and no ability to format the CSS/HTML directly (unlike blogger, where you can make changes to the actual HTML of a given template). According to the FAQ, they’ll be changing that in the future to give people more control.

They’ve made WordPress categories more “taglike” and included a useful little popup that suggests other “tags” when you create a new category (much like del.icio.us).

Overall, it’s an interesting option in the hosted blogging world. I’ve been using the server version of WordPress for a long while now (since the .9, I believe) and have been incredibly pleased. If they can carry over the same usefulness to the hosted version, it should be an excellent option.

wpflock

Looks like wordpress.com is in league with Flock…an interesting pairing. They certainly seem to appeal to the same demographic.

If anyone got this far, and wants an invite, it looks like I’ve got one to give out. Give me a yell if you want to use wordpress.com as your blog, and I’ll send it your way.