Today is the end of support by MegaHard for Winders XP. It may also be the day marking the beginning of the end for MegaHard but that is not only uncertain, but likely improbable. Nastiness tends to stay around. I noticed an article earlier – lost when my other deskbox imploded – that some storage barrels of stercus several centuries old had been found and still had the odorus sterci – the olfactory punch of poo. MegaHard may not be several centuries old. nor all that nasty as corporations go today, but they still have magnum odorus.
A middling morning. Back to low temperatures, for a week the weather beavers promise and we know how their promises are worth a Continental banknote. The gym was actually pleasant this morning mostly because schule is desessioned so the educationalists and most of the weight bouncers are unpresent. The harassment and bullying were almost zero. Only the staff was being oppressive and frightening.
As is my usual I listened to an episode of the CBC’s “Best of Ideas” podcast, this one dealing with Albert Schweitzer. My memories of Schweitzer are from childhood when I read a rather saccharine children’s biography of him, revisiting when the Yankee government issued a stamp commemorating him. I was vaguely aware of his musical ability.
The podcast claims that the current generation do not know him and based on the rest of the podcast I am sure I did not either although I recognized his name. I was unaware of his academic accomplishments, thinking him a physician who went off into the jungle. Although not assessed, he was clearly fleeing towards something, probably a rebellion against European society and culture. Instead, the podcast was much more interested in talking about his opposition to nuclear weapons, an activity that made him a smear target of the Yankee and other governments, a situation I could not help – mysef – comparing to Snowden. Both were (are) portrayed as puppets of the Russians. I was also bemused to listen to the characterization of his behavior towards native Africans as natural albeit authoritarian by the natives and racist by Americans. Somehow that seems to fit with what I have seen of most racism monologues. Racism seems to be more a smear accusation than any actuality, at least in most cases. And it certainly is devoid of any scientific validity, which rather supports the slanderous and bullying aspect.
In that regard, I listened to an episode of the Marketplace Technology Report that reported (!) that the Management of Target (the chain store) was not only negligent but incompetent in the recent data breach. It seems that they invested in security software prior to the incursion that lead to the breach and that this software alerted them to the incursion. Which was ignored entirely by management.
It would seem that firing parties are definitely in order. Once this becomes common knowledge I doubt Target will survive the litigation. It’s one thing to claim being outwitted, another to own up to actual negligence and incompetence.
And hence into the week. I shall try to enjoy it.
A refreshing morning. Courtesy of the weather, the temperature was sufficiently high to satisfy my cardiologist’s conditions and I was able to venture to the park for a constitutional. The wind was relatively still so little cooling and I was well bundled and had a new headlamp so I was well appointed and situated for the walk. All I had to do was stay on the path, not destroy my MP3 player, and marshal my thoughts.
The first was easier, largely because of the headlamp, which, despite rather shoddy construction I would not expect from an outfitter like Eddie Bauer (C), was relatively bright. The second was difficult. The podcast this morning was an episode of the Pen Addict [Link] that was rather egregiously grating. The discussion on this podcast varies between putz and ferd and the grammar is exceptionally bad, so much so that the grammar of most other podcasts becomes withstandable by comparison. But the discussion today was excessively oily and false-ringing and I was only glad that my stomach was empty. I never cease to be amused that this is supposed to be the best of the pen podcasts although that amusement was sorely strained this morning. Still I primarily listen to this as a means of diverting my conscious attention during constitutional since the podcast is usually lengthy enough to encompass three constitutionals and I don’t have to waste good podcasts when I can’t stop and appreciate the discussion.
Which is not to say that they do not have some useful information but it is almost always in sidebars or unscripted bits.
But the illumination did raise a new variation of one of my recurring disquietudes. Tonight is the spring shift to daylight savings time, that left over wartime expedient that the Yankee congress refuses to adjust to the desires of the citizenry. I suddenly realized that a measure of their perfidy and selfservice is the absence of any accompanying legislation that would compel clock manufacturers to automatically adjust their clocks for this delusional torture.
I will spend a bit of time tomorrow going through Castellum SCP adjusting clocks. For this transition the effort is small since all clocks set forward easily. It is the sheer number and diversity that is the problem. Other than the computers, only the few atomic clocks reset themselves and each has a different reset procedure, a failure of our Congress that should be dealt with by requiring congress critters to reset clocks for their constituents.
The real pain will come in fall when the clocks have to be set forward 23 hours since most clocks can no longer be set back.
I take up the cry of criminalizing partisan ship and shudder to behold the dark tomorrow morning. All to placate and titillate a bunch of obnoxious schmucks.
Wonderful morning! My browser tells me it is 26 degF in Greater Metropolitan Arab and the weather beavers proclaim it will be less hot tonight. Ah, the joy of dripping faucets on holiday eve! At least the gym was blissfully vacant this morning and the vagaries of family mealtaking has evolved to let me attend my Tuesday nerding. And drink decent distillate of coffee!
On a more amusing note, I ran across an article [Link] yesterday that announced that the worst motorcar drivers in the Yankee republic were in Louisiana and that Alibam was rated fifth. That latter is off-hand pleasant since under modal circumstances Alaibam and Mississippi alternate on worst and next-worst. I was a bit taken aback by the claim that overall, the worst drivers were concentrated in the old Confederacy and briefly entertained the conjecture that this was some form of civil disobedience to occupation. But I rejected that upon delving into matters more and discovering how the rankings were assessed.
Seems the ranking are based on five variables:
- Fatality rate (per 100 million vehicle miles traveled);
- Failure to obey citations issued (traffic signals and seat belts);
- Drunk driving citations;
- Number of tickets issued; and
- Careless driving citations.
A bit of cognition indicated that only the first is a (reasonably) independant variable. The other four are conditional on the laws of the states and how they are inforced and cited by the local constabulary. And I know from experience that such vary widely from state to state and within state. So the rankings are at best highly specious and at worst absolutely inaccurate and worthless. I also suspect the first variable is also flawed since some states have vehicle inspection/repair laws and others don’t. So the comparison is definitely apples and cow flops and we all know that you can’t grill a burger over a dried apple.
On a happy note, I also found [Link] that a college in the Floridas has established a program of instruction for mature humans (not 18-25 years of age) that involves actual human presence in lecture halls. No internet stercus here. BooYah! I get email ever day trying to get me to sign up for MOOCs on subjects and disciplines that I have no interest in. And yes, I realize that courses in STEM stuff don’t translate to MOOCishness well, if at all, and the audience isn’t very great for real work. But I also don’t find trying to learn on the computer/tablet to be anything but a headache and attention repelling. Now I happily find out that this is a common trait of not-young people. Or at least, not-GEN Y people?
Not that I expect any such progressive activity here in Alibam. After all, we are working very hard on making ourselves number four on the list of worst drivers. Or some such. Just ask the state dermatologist.
It is becoming increasingly EVIDENT that the Chief Politician – and his minions – are inept, at least technically.
It takes TWO years to catch a guy tweeting?
The healthcare software doesn’t work. The spy software does work.
The Chief Politician talks about healthcare incessantly, and the spying not at all.
So the conjecture is that if the Chief Politician talks about something, it fails technically?
Increasing data supporting.
One of the primary functions of bad management is to blame its incompetence on subordinates.
An intriguing morning so far. Raining when I motored off to Scant City to gym. Happily sparse except for that trio of educationalist-weight bouncers. And they may have only been a disturbing duo this morning.
The news, I consider it a mixed bag bug necessary, was that the Yankee government council of
thieves schmucks and ferds had finally managed to restart government and raise the debt ceiling. I also noted that most of the Alibam critters had voted against. I fear they have finally lost my support. Destroying the system is not the idea, repairing it is, and their actions have been more the former than the latter. Sadly, given the prevalence of delusion in Alibam I have scant hope of discharging them from their misuse of power.
But what is especially intriguing is that these critters are opposed to women’s rights and reproductive self-determination. No disposal of embryos but definitely of adults in great numbers!
And we can add stupid to the primary characteristic of Alibam politicians: theft.
On the positive side there is something rather humorous about these fellows bragging about their betrayal of their constituents and their absence of good sense. It doesn’t rival (Big) Jim Folsom going on television and telling us he was our crook but it is entertaining in a galgenhumor fashion.
Arrest Congress for malfeasance.
Not much garrumphing today. Gym is over for the week and next week will be short courtesy of the holy day on Mundane day. So I shall have to extend my walking alternative one day and be cheated of a bit of money by the gym administration. Such fraudulence is common with these folks, they keep taking off on any holiday they can. Evidently the idea that a gym is supposed to be available 24/7 is alien to their sense of greed.
That’s one of the reasons I rather enjoy my walks in the park. The only thing I get reminded of organizationally is the incompetence of the city (?????????????) government of Greater Metropolitan Arab and how decrepit and haphazard the place is kept. The only real negative is the spider webs and the yahoos speeding on nearby Arad Thompson road with nary a police presence. In my short constitutional period I often count ten speeders which rather makes me wonder why this safety hazard is so studiously ignored?
On a more nasty tone, I see that the boy scouts of Amerika are harassing a start up effort, the Hacker Scouts, on some trumped up contention that they – the bsa – “own” the term scouts. Stercus Tauri! Someone should tell the Girl Scouts and sic some militant feminists on their sorry fundaments.
I have to admit that I was a cub and boy scout when I was a bairn and even then the whole thing was dated and withering. And it seems to have further withered, stuck in some kind of arch conservatism of Victorian ethos instilled by Baden Powell. And they have the chutzpah to assert that they own the word scout. Perhaps they need a visitation from the Yankee army and marines? That would be less painful, I suspect, than from the Girl Scouts.
And they have chosen to pick on an new organization that is everything good that they are not. Contemporary, engaging, active, and relevant. And by all indications, effective. So someone needs to give them a good bracing and explain about sharing, especially with those who do things better than you do. Perhaps you can learn from them.
Last night was more fun than a blunt stick in the eye. Seems a funnel cloud was see over on the other side of the county and the emergency management people decided to set off all the alarms in the county. No threat here in Greater Metropolitan Arab, except from the emergency management people, but sleep was disrupted for the rest of the night.
Prior to that the Arab Electron Uncooperative did their thing so in addition to having a sinus headache this morning I got to reboot both of my deskboxes. That was after I went to gym and suffered a particularly egregious episode of ‘The Linux Action Show”, whose chief positive is that there isn’t much profanity. Not much useful information either. But since the CBC’s “Quirks and Quarks” have gone on their extended (TOO D**N LONG) summer sabbatical I have need of content to divert me from the educationalists and weight bouncers and their bullying.
And someone pushed out a lot of updates last night so I am sitting here waiting for those to install.
OK, enough B&M, if my head settles down I may post some snarkery later.