Leadership Clay

It occurred to me this morning at gym that Sturgeon’s Rule applies to leadership. 

That’s not surprising. It’s hard to find something not described by Sturgeon’s Rule. But what is, is its manifestation.

I realized this morning while listening to an episode of Linux Luddites at gym that 0.9 of all Leadership manifestations are insecurity/absence of trust or power demonstration.

Not actually leadership.

Except so claimed by the so-called “Leader”. 

Tactile Trauma

I can remember, back when I was a young-adult, to reading a science fiction novel/novella, probable an ACE or some similar, whose central character/hero/protagonist had been raised in a fundamentalist – I forget whether religionist or naturist – enclave and now living in general society was unable to use its “advanced” technology without breaking it. 

I used to have a secondary report who was such a Komputer Klutz that we had to have three computers for him. (This was back in the DOS/early Winders days.) One on his desk, and two in or in transit to/from the shop. He was knowledgeable of computers, for someone who had to learn coding in the workplace, but never really made the transition from main frame to PC.

This is all a lead in to a rant: I Hate Touchscreens! I get bitten by them at least once a day. This morning it was my MP3 player at the gym. Used to we could buy good MP3 players that we could hack and get to do what we wanted and they had real button switches. Nowadays you can’t get MP3 players that aren’t almost useless and exorbitantly priced. This one is of this genre.

But I also get bit by my cellular telephone and my slablets. All running ANDROID which is saved from being the planet’s worst OS only by the continued existence of MegaHard and Winders.

I also am not really happy with keyboards and mice. The keyboards are expensive – Blue Switches – and between my fumble fingers and the spontaneous generation of crud under the key-caps, I get mistypes. Which I can usually – almost always – fix without a hard reboot. Similarly, my mousing dexterity is never up to what seems to being an ever decreasing pointer sweet spot on screen. And my mouse pad keeps shrinking.

But I reserve my hatred for touch screens.

Short Polling

Gone and returned from exercising my franchise. Left Castellum SCP at 0659. Back at 0709. Took longer to color in the selected ovals than anything else.

Not that expect any better performance from those elected here in Greater Metropolitan Arab as conscript parents than I do of the POTUS candidates.

Internet Survival

Two Day. Off to gym and with this being holiday season for the rest of the English Speaking nations of the planet, I tried a new podcast, the Guardian’s “Chips with Everything.”[Link] Since this is British I feel I need to remind the locals that these have nothing to do with Lay’s, Golden Flake, or Paul Bryant. It is supposed to be the Guardian’s take on society and technology. I downloaded a four part series on the internet as a sample.

After listening to two, of four, episodes I have to admit to being underwhelmed. The disenchantment started when one of the journalists claimed to be expert on the internet. Not that such don’t exist, but not journalists. Journalists, even British ones, are like teachers. They know a lot about journalism (teaching) but have very little content knowledge. This is particularly the situation with STEM stuff. A good article has maybe 0.5 of its information accurate and trustable. The rest is stercus. And that’s a good journalist. The bad ones satisfy Sturgeon’s Rule.

So I early got into distrust mode since the – later demonstrated – talker claimed the highly improbable. Which was fulfilled by some of the crap uttered.

I was particularly nauseated by the statement that the slablet in the pocket gave one access to all the information they would ever need. 

Stercus! First of all there are lots of things that aren’t on the internet, or can’t be accessed well with a slablet. More importantly, what is missing here is knowledge. Just because you own an encyclopedia doesn’t mean you know and understand it.

The series was motivated by the recent UN declaration that internet access is a basic human right. This raised the question of whether the internet is really a survival thing. The obvious answer is a resounding NO! So the edict is a bit specious.

And if it weren’t I could happily relate as to how the Yankee Republic is a totalitarian state for denying access to something like a third of the population.

Bue we already knew it was such, didn’t we?

Racewalking the Tabs

Seven Day. Brief constitutional and then a motor to the Postal Orifice to retrieve mailings. Now engaged in the weekly chore of clippin’ and hawgin’ tabs. So I will kibbitz and goof a bit on a few.

First, an article [Link] entitled “You can’t buy kids’ books in some neighborhoods”. Not surprising. Reading is not on anyone official’s list of desired skills for churls and plebs. What they are interested in is slavery, it seems. Wage and mind, if not actually chattel since the latter would bear some burden of actual support. Like food and medical care and such. And it’s not just Repulsians. The Democruds are also that way in their own denial and evil.

You can’t buy children’s books in Greater Metropolitan Arab. The conscript parents are too busy trying to get chain fast food restaurants into town that they have no interest in the mental health of any of the citizens. 

Actually, you can buy children’s books at the library salvage store but only for short hours on Wednesday and Saturday. But no real book stores. Nor much of anything except corporate crud.

The Face of Amerika.

Next, an article [Link] entitled “Don’t run (and don’t laugh): The little-known history of racewalking “.  I had never heard the term until this article hit my accumulator. And it stuck out. Because when I was an undergrad, I racewalked. (The spell checker doesn’t know the word so my ignorance may be valid.) One of the reasons I did this was because I have “chicken knees” and racewalking style is natural to me. More natural than the assumption of modality that I adopt to avoid the social criticism. 

It wasn’t an actually sanctioned sport. After all, it didn’t bring in big money like (American) football. So we never got much above a club. And we could only compete OFF CAMPUS. So we wouldn’t embarrass the “good” people. You know, the Administration and the Greeks and the Donors.

But I’m still proud of it. Just wish I still could. It’s crap to be old sometimes.

Third, an article [Link] entitled “Algorithms can be more fair than humans”. To this I ask one question “Can algorithms extrapolate?” The point is that fairness isn’t always a relevant concept when we are in uncharted territory. The idea that this will never occur – social correctness – is a fallacy of modern society and our social hubris.

Enjoy services. If you go. Most don’t which is a sign for hope.