Taking the Lamborghini for a spin

This evening I had a Lamborghini with dinner. A Lamborghini 2000 “Trescone” Umbria Rosso ($12.99).

WineLoversPage.com describes it better than I could. I had it with warmed-over pizza that was too hot, and which burned the roof of my mouth, so, to me, it tasted like a full-bodied, earthy red, but I didn’t get all the nuances which those notes suggest. Roquefort cheese in a barnyard? Sheesh

MT software license

So it turns out that, as people have been telling me, the MT software license is in fact pretty not-open. Among other things, it says

You may not redistribute the Software without Licensor’s prior
written consent. Although you may modify or create derivative copies
of the Software for your own use, you may not distribute modified or
derivative copies of the Software.

I suppose that’s pretty normal for software, but does not mesh with the way that I view the world, and, I suppose, it’s pretty clear that I’ve already violated it, having distributed modified versions of various parts of the software. So I suppose I’ll have to find some other package to migrate to. I’m leaning towards Ken Coar’s software, if he lets me use it. I expect he’ll have a somewhat more open license,

Piglet?

Mr Hibbity Gibbity thinks that Piglet is gay. My daughter, on the other hand, seems to think that Piglet is a girl, and I suppose that there is very little evidence to the contrary, except for the whole moving in with Pooh thing, which would thus be rendered somewhat inappropriate for a kids story.

“Doesn’t work”

In Here, let me get you a dog whistle, Bishop observes that all that IS people really do is sit around waiting for interesting computer problems to solve. 😉

We had a charming character on #apache yesterday who presented us with a vague “it doesn’t work” scenario, and then got offended when RoUS asked him for more information about the problem, and furthermore had the audacity to claim that RoUS didn’t know much, and was unwilling to help. Some days, it’s hard to be civil, and it’s real hard to be nice.

Hughes Auditorium steps

For reasons I was not quite able to understand, a recent graduating class of my alma mater gave new steps for Hughes Auditorium as their class gift. Yesterday, I was rather startled to observe that the steps were GONE. So, apparently, when they said new steps, they meant entirely new steps, not just a repair job.

I was also interested to note that there was a large amount of open space that has been hiding behind the steps for the last 100 years or so. I wonder what kind of delightful critters have been holed up in there.

Training again

A new training class started yesterday. And although I only have one student, it’s good to be teaching again.

To complicate things further, I seem to have lost my vga extension cables, which I use to connect my laptop to the projector. So I’m actually sitting next to the student and doing a sort of one-on-one tutoring. This seems to be working out pretty well, except that the student is somewhat too knowledgeable, so the material is going rather faster than scheduled. I hate it when the student is too smart! 😉

We have another class scheduled for next month, and it seems that it will actually have more than one attendee. This is an enormous stroke of good fortune, but it looks like I’ll still have to plan to make an exit after June. Most of the new training opportunities involve travelling hither and yon around the country, and around the world, and I’m just not ready to take on the life of a travelling minstrel.

Mental note: Avoid the frozen land of Nador.

Denial and Amnesia

Our nation suffers from a great deal of amnesia, with regard to its history. This has been made abundantly clear over the last two years, as we have repeated many of the mistakes of our past, as though we have no recollection of all of this happening before.

However, much of the amnesia results from denial. This generation’s denial is next generation’s amnesia. Rather than avoiding repeating the mistakes of history, we choose to deny that they happened, and thus, when the same situation comes up again, we don’t remember that it happened before, so we do the same thing over again.

Please recall: In 1798, John Adams signed into law The Alien and Sedition Acts. These are widely regarded (by those who have not forgotten history) as some of the worst pieces of legislation to come out of our legislature, ever. To summarize, and grossly oversimplify, they said that foreigners, and other suspicious types, could be treated however we saw fit, arrested and/or deported without cause or trial, and whatever seemed reasonable, in the name of National Security.

So very many of the laws of the last 2 years have reminded me of these acts.

Here’s one. Foreign students must register their presence (ok, I can deal with that) and must report to the federal government all their movements, even if they go on a weekend trip. Failure to do so may cause them to be deported, and may cause the school that they are attending to lose its right to have any foreign students. Yeah. That makes sense. Everyone’s a criminal.

Please recall that one of the big complaints that our Founding Fathers had about the colonial powers was the inability to travel freely without being hassled for their identification papers and travel permits. Free people should have the freedom to travel freely, without being hassled. Been in an airport lately? Everyone’s a criminal, and shall be treated as such. Preferably by folks that look like they’re on the work release program, or, if such are not avaialble, kids that look like they’re out on a hall pass.

Please recall that in the final years of the 1930s, we chose to pretend that the atrocities being reported from certain portions of Europe were not really true. And that in 1993 we chose to believe that the reports of atrocities coming out of Rwanda were not really true. And that last week we chose to believe that the reports of atrocities coming out of the Democratic Republic of Congo were not true. I’ll not take this one too far, because I’ve no wish to invoke the Godwin Law, nor do I wish to suggest that there’s any chance that the UN, the USA, or most anyone else would be able to do much about it. I merely wish to point out that, although I don’t claim to know what the right response is, pretending that it’s not happening is a good solid step in the wrong direction.

Please recall that a mere 45 years ago, schools were segregated in this nation, and men and women and children of African descent were still being lynched for no other crime than the color of their skin, and that these things were viewed, at worst, as embarassing events, or ignored entirely, by the “decent” white folks.

I’m not real sure where I’m going with all of this, other than the fact that I am apalled at the ignorance of *recent* history, let alone somewhat less recent history, that I encounter on a nearly daily basis: Folks that have never heard the abbreviation “USSR”; People who can’t imagine that the US government would “draft” young men into the armed forces; Folks who had no idea who Archduke Ferdinand was, and what connection I was making to the assassination of Prime Minister Zoran Djindjic earlier this year.

But more than the ignorance of world history and events, the ignorance that our own government seems to have about our history is deeply alarming. Someone needs to get John Ashcroft to sit in on a grade school US History class. Or at least read John Adam’s memoirs. Clearly he does not place the same value on freedom that were cornerstones of our nation from the first days – that much is obvious to anyone that’s paying attention. He’s so caught up in his passionate paranoia that he doesn’t seem to realize that he’s giving away all the best parts of what it means to be an American, in the name of protecting the American way of life. And he can’t see the contradiction inherent to this.

Anyways, I’m rambling, and I need to go to bed. I encourage every US citizen to read David McCullough’s book John Adams. You’ll understand so much more about what our nation is supposed to be about.

The Margin Is Too Narrow