Saturday, February 17, 2007
My Cult Prospect
CULTS ARE WHAT CHURCHES CALL NEW CHURCHES
IT'S PART OF THE NEGATIVE CAMPAIGN
In the old days, there was one Church, and all was good.
And when I say one, I mean, only one any single person knew about.
The fat started getting hit when we started to travel, and found a people who somehow had grown up with a different answer to the eternal questions of life, the universe, creation and God.
They must be wrong. That's the only explanation. Our God was the answer.
The problem of course, was that they felt the same way, with all the same justifications. There obviously couldn't be two creators of the universe, so everybody else is wrong.
Minorities or majorities didn't matter. Suddenly, armies did.
And by armies, I just mean people told to kill anybody they couldn't convince.
Suddenly, a lot more people were convinced. The best threats often won.
I don't have an explanation why they started making a bunch of odd rules to separate themselves more from society, and to make believing so hard. I suspect it had to do with faith and loyalty. If there were no odd rules, how would you know if you were faking. It had to be hard to believe.
I guess.
The problem as I see it, was that they'd spent so much time demanding their answers were the right ones, even themselves were forced to stick with their story, and never admit error. Rules and lifestyles and beliefs that were relevant 2000 years ago were hard to change, without looking foolish.
In most aspects of life, smart people are free and willing to debate topics and collaborate for the best outcome. In religion, the rules were set by God, who is not allowed to make mistakes, so we're stuck with them.
Seemingly forever.
It gets harder to believe every year.
The wars and killing have stopped for some, at least in my country, but we send people to other countries to help kill those they can't convert even today.
This system is just wrong, but I can understand a little of how it happened. Power has always, and will always be an addictive draw, even beyond money for some. People need to know answers, or at least we've been bred to be curious and wonder. An answer of the creator is a comfort and often a crutch to those people who would prefer any answer, in absence of the answer.
And call it the answer.
We're not feady for the real answer. In fact, we show that every day as those who believe they know the only true story, kill those who preach their version. If one was true, there would be no way of knowing it anyway.
We need to just accept that we don't know. We may in fact never be ready to know, however I believe that we can start teaching our youth a different way, and move towards a better universe. Not today, and not maybe for your grandkids even. Most good changes need a lot of stubborn people to die, or at least shut up.
The Americas still make a lot of choices for the world, and they're apparently 50% conservative. Canada is only conservative for a year or two every generation.
My issue is that I can't start a new religion. I can't start a church.
THE GREATEST INVENTION OF ALL TIME WAS CHURCH
THE WORST INVENTION OF ALL TIME WAS RELIGION
They won't let me. Just like Microsoft won't let Mac or Linux catch up. It's not in their best interest. Churches will crush me.
First step.
Any new religion is a cult. Scary. Stay Away or we'll mick you in our comedy shows and stand up routines. We'll black-ball you secretly, even if only in our minds.
Scientology is a startup religion. An idea written by a smart man. A story to pick, and go with it. You don't need to believe. You just need to say you believe, and follow their silly rules.
It may be a good idea. A church. A community.
All good. Who cares what the story part is. Jesus was a carpenter from a poor family. Space aliens is isn't any more hard to believe. It's a different kind of faith. We are allowed to believe what we do not know, or understand, or what logic may tell us to not believe.
The best God stories are a little wacky.
Wait till you hear my Church idea. Not tonight. It's too good for a blog nobody reads.
IT'S PART OF THE NEGATIVE CAMPAIGN
In the old days, there was one Church, and all was good.
And when I say one, I mean, only one any single person knew about.
The fat started getting hit when we started to travel, and found a people who somehow had grown up with a different answer to the eternal questions of life, the universe, creation and God.
They must be wrong. That's the only explanation. Our God was the answer.
The problem of course, was that they felt the same way, with all the same justifications. There obviously couldn't be two creators of the universe, so everybody else is wrong.
Minorities or majorities didn't matter. Suddenly, armies did.
And by armies, I just mean people told to kill anybody they couldn't convince.
Suddenly, a lot more people were convinced. The best threats often won.
I don't have an explanation why they started making a bunch of odd rules to separate themselves more from society, and to make believing so hard. I suspect it had to do with faith and loyalty. If there were no odd rules, how would you know if you were faking. It had to be hard to believe.
I guess.
The problem as I see it, was that they'd spent so much time demanding their answers were the right ones, even themselves were forced to stick with their story, and never admit error. Rules and lifestyles and beliefs that were relevant 2000 years ago were hard to change, without looking foolish.
In most aspects of life, smart people are free and willing to debate topics and collaborate for the best outcome. In religion, the rules were set by God, who is not allowed to make mistakes, so we're stuck with them.
Seemingly forever.
It gets harder to believe every year.
The wars and killing have stopped for some, at least in my country, but we send people to other countries to help kill those they can't convert even today.
This system is just wrong, but I can understand a little of how it happened. Power has always, and will always be an addictive draw, even beyond money for some. People need to know answers, or at least we've been bred to be curious and wonder. An answer of the creator is a comfort and often a crutch to those people who would prefer any answer, in absence of the answer.
And call it the answer.
We're not feady for the real answer. In fact, we show that every day as those who believe they know the only true story, kill those who preach their version. If one was true, there would be no way of knowing it anyway.
We need to just accept that we don't know. We may in fact never be ready to know, however I believe that we can start teaching our youth a different way, and move towards a better universe. Not today, and not maybe for your grandkids even. Most good changes need a lot of stubborn people to die, or at least shut up.
The Americas still make a lot of choices for the world, and they're apparently 50% conservative. Canada is only conservative for a year or two every generation.
My issue is that I can't start a new religion. I can't start a church.
THE GREATEST INVENTION OF ALL TIME WAS CHURCH
THE WORST INVENTION OF ALL TIME WAS RELIGION
They won't let me. Just like Microsoft won't let Mac or Linux catch up. It's not in their best interest. Churches will crush me.
First step.
Any new religion is a cult. Scary. Stay Away or we'll mick you in our comedy shows and stand up routines. We'll black-ball you secretly, even if only in our minds.
Scientology is a startup religion. An idea written by a smart man. A story to pick, and go with it. You don't need to believe. You just need to say you believe, and follow their silly rules.
It may be a good idea. A church. A community.
All good. Who cares what the story part is. Jesus was a carpenter from a poor family. Space aliens is isn't any more hard to believe. It's a different kind of faith. We are allowed to believe what we do not know, or understand, or what logic may tell us to not believe.
The best God stories are a little wacky.
Wait till you hear my Church idea. Not tonight. It's too good for a blog nobody reads.
Labels: church of frogstar
Saturday, December 23, 2006
I'm sad I can't trust
I understand a bit about life. I understand that the world as I know it, runs pretty much on the concepts of buying and selling. Hopefully buy low - sell high. I understand the ideas of population growth, and that more people are buying things today than in the early days, mainly because there are more people.
The market grows and more products get invented.
Of course, it just makes sense that new inventions can't keep up with the demand for new. This means that a lot of new things are not really new. Competition is a necessary part of today's product market. It means there are a lot of products that are similar, or sometimes identical.
I also understand that classes exist. The rich, like to feel rich, and so inferior products must exist at lower prices, even if the actual costs to manufacture are the same. Some products are made crappy on purpose, just to give the upper class the right to superiority.
I understand that one of the great inventions to help the whole concept was built-in obsolesce/ Products that are designed to fail, simply so they can stay in business. No products are bought only once.
I understand that crime continues to exist, not only because it provides needed jobs on both sides of the law, but also because theft is a great reason to replace, and help maintain sales.
I understand these things.
I'm just sad that these trends are crushing the trust of our society, and that seems like a pretty major blow to the so-called American dream and way of life.
The truth is, marketing to make sales has crossed a line, and I fear it may be to late to turn back. Our children will grow up without trust. When a man on TV tells us something, we won't believe him. I already don't.
He'll say I need something. This is the best product. He'll tell me features.
I'll know inside, it's fake. I'm sad about that.
When I read my email, I read stock tips. I know not to pay attention to them. I read messages that tell me I have won a trip. I know not to reply. I see banner ads that congratulate me for being the 15,000the visitor, and I don't click.
I see the words FREE, and they don't have asterisks. I yawn, and move on, not even curious what I am missing because I have learned free means I have to pay something in today's lingo.
I am sad. I think sometimes; "what if I am missing a legit contest", but the thought passes. I know there are no legitimate Internet contests anymore. No legitimate FREE. I didn't win any trips, and no Nigerians willing to pay me $500,000 to help them transfer estate funds.
I must admit to not needing them, but I am fairly sure I probably can't even trust the ads for cheap Canadian medications to help me stay hard and please my women.
I'm having some difficulty figuring out where to draw my line of trust. I still trust the faceless masses on EBay, but I've heard stories that trust is being taken over by evil there too. I get at least 2 or 3 PayPal or EBay messages every day spoofing a fake address asking me to send my password. Even my own bank has told me to disbelieve any email they send me.
EMail has almost totally been destroyed. I'm not sure my mother's letters are really from her.
If she asks me for my transit numbers, I'll know for sure.
The most dangerous thing I can do with my credit cards is actually use them in a store. The rate of that type of fraud has passed Internet fraud, which I find scary, and a little ironic for all those people who thought that trust was an online issue only.
Sadly, it goes beyond. We can't trust the news either. Photos are redrawn and we only hear about the celebrity head swaps or airbrished pimples occasionally, but the loss of trust in me knows it's happening everywhere else too. War photos are fictional, and news reports are made up. News is being reported without fact checks, and bloggers are winning respect.
News became entertainment years ago, but the competition has made it ugly.
In my life, I've always tried to do the right thing. Be fair, honest, and somebody my mother is proud to show off to her friends. I believe that inside care, about what my mother thinks keeps me on this side of evil. I sincerely like trust, and want to do well for the people I interact with.
If I didn't have that feeling, I think I might be one of them. The people who feel the money they win, or earn is more important than trust, or truth, or laws. Success isn't based on anything but cash. You buy my product or service, even if it means you get a rash.
They don't care. They can't.
I'm sad.
I can't trust them. And because of this, I can't trust anybody else.
Is it me?
The market grows and more products get invented.
Of course, it just makes sense that new inventions can't keep up with the demand for new. This means that a lot of new things are not really new. Competition is a necessary part of today's product market. It means there are a lot of products that are similar, or sometimes identical.
I also understand that classes exist. The rich, like to feel rich, and so inferior products must exist at lower prices, even if the actual costs to manufacture are the same. Some products are made crappy on purpose, just to give the upper class the right to superiority.
I understand that one of the great inventions to help the whole concept was built-in obsolesce/ Products that are designed to fail, simply so they can stay in business. No products are bought only once.
I understand that crime continues to exist, not only because it provides needed jobs on both sides of the law, but also because theft is a great reason to replace, and help maintain sales.
I understand these things.
I'm just sad that these trends are crushing the trust of our society, and that seems like a pretty major blow to the so-called American dream and way of life.
The truth is, marketing to make sales has crossed a line, and I fear it may be to late to turn back. Our children will grow up without trust. When a man on TV tells us something, we won't believe him. I already don't.
He'll say I need something. This is the best product. He'll tell me features.
I'll know inside, it's fake. I'm sad about that.
When I read my email, I read stock tips. I know not to pay attention to them. I read messages that tell me I have won a trip. I know not to reply. I see banner ads that congratulate me for being the 15,000the visitor, and I don't click.
I see the words FREE, and they don't have asterisks. I yawn, and move on, not even curious what I am missing because I have learned free means I have to pay something in today's lingo.
I am sad. I think sometimes; "what if I am missing a legit contest", but the thought passes. I know there are no legitimate Internet contests anymore. No legitimate FREE. I didn't win any trips, and no Nigerians willing to pay me $500,000 to help them transfer estate funds.
I must admit to not needing them, but I am fairly sure I probably can't even trust the ads for cheap Canadian medications to help me stay hard and please my women.
I'm having some difficulty figuring out where to draw my line of trust. I still trust the faceless masses on EBay, but I've heard stories that trust is being taken over by evil there too. I get at least 2 or 3 PayPal or EBay messages every day spoofing a fake address asking me to send my password. Even my own bank has told me to disbelieve any email they send me.
EMail has almost totally been destroyed. I'm not sure my mother's letters are really from her.
If she asks me for my transit numbers, I'll know for sure.
The most dangerous thing I can do with my credit cards is actually use them in a store. The rate of that type of fraud has passed Internet fraud, which I find scary, and a little ironic for all those people who thought that trust was an online issue only.
Sadly, it goes beyond. We can't trust the news either. Photos are redrawn and we only hear about the celebrity head swaps or airbrished pimples occasionally, but the loss of trust in me knows it's happening everywhere else too. War photos are fictional, and news reports are made up. News is being reported without fact checks, and bloggers are winning respect.
News became entertainment years ago, but the competition has made it ugly.
In my life, I've always tried to do the right thing. Be fair, honest, and somebody my mother is proud to show off to her friends. I believe that inside care, about what my mother thinks keeps me on this side of evil. I sincerely like trust, and want to do well for the people I interact with.
If I didn't have that feeling, I think I might be one of them. The people who feel the money they win, or earn is more important than trust, or truth, or laws. Success isn't based on anything but cash. You buy my product or service, even if it means you get a rash.
They don't care. They can't.
I'm sad.
I can't trust them. And because of this, I can't trust anybody else.
Is it me?
Friday, September 29, 2006
The Audacity
I may ramble more than usual tonight. I'm in a good mood.
First I want to try to blog about my Audacity story, but as you'll learn, I go off on tangents. I call them Zepelins for anyone who's already on the inside loop on that term.
I was going to do a video blog tonight. I've been experimenting with them, and although I have not had the nerve to release them, I secretly wish I could.
As the story goes, this has been an OK day, despite losing a tooth and missing an appointment.
But, as luck would have it, I am cameraless. My Kodak V550, which I usually use is left behind in Bolton, a two hour drive away. My Song video camera is missing, at least to me now.
I tried to borrow a room mate's Nicon, but it's video mode is limited to 1 minute. Nicon would like to be state I have no idea what I'm talking about, and even if it were true, this is an old model and in no way reflects the capabilities of new Nikons, still a great name in cameras.
So... it occurred to me, the possible blessing in disguise, and the idea of NOT doing a video, but instead, rambling my views and news into an MP3.
Comedy MP3's worth listening to, the day after.
I could do 2 hours of ramble, and be a morning drive audio file.
A podcast, if I'm still legally allow to say that.
Nothing new, but a revelation to me that this could be possible.
I don't want to be famous.
I just want a few fans.
(My first T Shirt) Please don't steal the ideas.
Back to the story. When I decide to do an audio ramble, I go to the go-to audio program I know and love; AUDACITY
It's free, and I hate Adobe.
Not Adobe the company, but I do lot personally like they Adobe interface, although to be fair, it's mostly because I started on the Amiga, and came to PC via Jasc.
I go to http://audacity.com - a fine company having nothing to do with the program, but smart enough to know 98% of their traffic is a wrong number hit... so they link.
This is where my imagination takes a zeppelin time out from that bet hought, and jumps to an odd delay on the link. It is sitting loading, for what modem users would call slow. (That's the old old slow system mommy and daddy probably don't even remember.
I do. 300 baud was the fastest the phone line could do. A mantra we heard upped year after year.
Today's may be the first generation to not only expect the future, but wish it would hurry up and get here.
Generations before mostly were surprised by the future. People bought VIC20's in the millions. To me, it seemed obvious that this was a first draft, and they'd not be 22 character screens in less than a year. The Commodore 64 was my first computer. It was the one thing our family wasn't an early adopter to. We had the first VCR, Stud Finder, Microwave, dishwasher etc.
But no Vic 20.
So... The thought occurs to me that the non audio Audacity.com people probably have to overpay for hosting, just because of the traffic... So they intentionally time delay the link. In a way, like the shareware countdown a lot of programs, including Windows XP thinks bothers pirates enough for them to pay.
Maybe it does, outside my community, people pay for software.
I have no idea if this is true, or my Internet was just being slow - as is so often the mysterious case.
The end summary, is that I had to wait, and so I wrote this. It's loaded now and I can install Audacity; the software and stop typing.
The MP3 exists, or will. Ask me about it.
First I want to try to blog about my Audacity story, but as you'll learn, I go off on tangents. I call them Zepelins for anyone who's already on the inside loop on that term.
I was going to do a video blog tonight. I've been experimenting with them, and although I have not had the nerve to release them, I secretly wish I could.
As the story goes, this has been an OK day, despite losing a tooth and missing an appointment.
But, as luck would have it, I am cameraless. My Kodak V550, which I usually use is left behind in Bolton, a two hour drive away. My Song video camera is missing, at least to me now.
I tried to borrow a room mate's Nicon, but it's video mode is limited to 1 minute. Nicon would like to be state I have no idea what I'm talking about, and even if it were true, this is an old model and in no way reflects the capabilities of new Nikons, still a great name in cameras.
So... it occurred to me, the possible blessing in disguise, and the idea of NOT doing a video, but instead, rambling my views and news into an MP3.
Comedy MP3's worth listening to, the day after.
I could do 2 hours of ramble, and be a morning drive audio file.
A podcast, if I'm still legally allow to say that.
Nothing new, but a revelation to me that this could be possible.
I don't want to be famous.
I just want a few fans.
(My first T Shirt) Please don't steal the ideas.
Back to the story. When I decide to do an audio ramble, I go to the go-to audio program I know and love; AUDACITY
It's free, and I hate Adobe.
Not Adobe the company, but I do lot personally like they Adobe interface, although to be fair, it's mostly because I started on the Amiga, and came to PC via Jasc.
I go to http://audacity.com - a fine company having nothing to do with the program, but smart enough to know 98% of their traffic is a wrong number hit... so they link.
This is where my imagination takes a zeppelin time out from that bet hought, and jumps to an odd delay on the link. It is sitting loading, for what modem users would call slow. (That's the old old slow system mommy and daddy probably don't even remember.
I do. 300 baud was the fastest the phone line could do. A mantra we heard upped year after year.
Today's may be the first generation to not only expect the future, but wish it would hurry up and get here.
Generations before mostly were surprised by the future. People bought VIC20's in the millions. To me, it seemed obvious that this was a first draft, and they'd not be 22 character screens in less than a year. The Commodore 64 was my first computer. It was the one thing our family wasn't an early adopter to. We had the first VCR, Stud Finder, Microwave, dishwasher etc.
But no Vic 20.
So... The thought occurs to me that the non audio Audacity.com people probably have to overpay for hosting, just because of the traffic... So they intentionally time delay the link. In a way, like the shareware countdown a lot of programs, including Windows XP thinks bothers pirates enough for them to pay.
Maybe it does, outside my community, people pay for software.
I have no idea if this is true, or my Internet was just being slow - as is so often the mysterious case.
The end summary, is that I had to wait, and so I wrote this. It's loaded now and I can install Audacity; the software and stop typing.
The MP3 exists, or will. Ask me about it.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Masterbation Headphones
I know I'm not alone with this idea. I masterbate with headphones on.
But I want the voice to stop at a certain point. I want the headphones to shut up.
WHat if I could do that just with my head. Releaxed, and not willing to get up, and shut off the file. Kill the moment... sooner than I want.
If you use the idea and become rich, give me a pair.
But I want the voice to stop at a certain point. I want the headphones to shut up.
WHat if I could do that just with my head. Releaxed, and not willing to get up, and shut off the file. Kill the moment... sooner than I want.
If you use the idea and become rich, give me a pair.
I'd like "" this much fame please.
I am afraid of fame. We've seen the Internet give more than 15 minutes to a kid yielding a broom overnight. I'm not sure I want that. I'm content with having the people who visit my Frogstar site to enjoy themselves while they're there - and maybe tell a few friends... but as much as Frogstar is a personal site with hand picked humour, it may represent me, but I'm still not famous.
My hiccup cure was #1 on google for a while, and my Chat game "It's Your Fault" has a limited following that fades. I made no impact like Jump the Shark or AM I HOT OR NOT.
My collection of All Your Base Are Belong To US might bring new visitors, but it's not mine to be proud of.
I use fame as a block to doing better things. I tell myself I don't want to make Frogstar better yet, because I'm not ready for that. I'm not ready to pay for hosting a site that gets a million hits. My site gets a respectable 5000 users a day. I'm content.
I think people have a different level of the fame they're comfortable. Teenagers grow their friendster or myspace lists to feel famous or popular - virtually.
Fame is hard. Real fame. Avril Lavine fame. Britney Spears fame. They may be tired of it sooner than the public will let you.
Internet fame fleets unless you work at it, so at least that's a good thing. Internet fame is short. One round of email exchange, huge hits, and then occasional reruns now and then, but for the most part, it dies quick.
I bet STAR WARS KID and ALL YOUR BASE still get Google inquires, but today it's ANGELINA and ROBOT CHICKEN
We're growing as an Internet culture, but we still like to watch people get kicked in the nuts on YOUTUBE
I don't want to be that famous guy either.
I just want to make people happy, and get credit. A smile, thanks, and a $10,000 paypal donation is all I ask.
If I get famous, I'll hire somebody else to do my chores - the way many famous people do.
Sometimes I think I'd like a driver and a person assistant. I think I'd like the people around me telling me I'm great. I might believe them.
Sometimes I think I'd hate it. Added pressure to be entertaining would be the stress of all stresses. Like when a bad blind date says; BE FUNNY... Few are up to that challenge.
I'm not Kelly Clarkson, but the world's blogs and forums are filled with Simon Cowels.
Gladly. I don't know how celebrities can stand it. I'm willing to be who makes it to STAR status depends as much on their skins being thick as anything. Only a special type of person can be Brad Pitt.
I never liked him actually, except in 12 Monkeys he was great.
My hiccup cure was #1 on google for a while, and my Chat game "It's Your Fault" has a limited following that fades. I made no impact like Jump the Shark or AM I HOT OR NOT.
My collection of All Your Base Are Belong To US might bring new visitors, but it's not mine to be proud of.
I use fame as a block to doing better things. I tell myself I don't want to make Frogstar better yet, because I'm not ready for that. I'm not ready to pay for hosting a site that gets a million hits. My site gets a respectable 5000 users a day. I'm content.
I think people have a different level of the fame they're comfortable. Teenagers grow their friendster or myspace lists to feel famous or popular - virtually.
Fame is hard. Real fame. Avril Lavine fame. Britney Spears fame. They may be tired of it sooner than the public will let you.
Internet fame fleets unless you work at it, so at least that's a good thing. Internet fame is short. One round of email exchange, huge hits, and then occasional reruns now and then, but for the most part, it dies quick.
I bet STAR WARS KID and ALL YOUR BASE still get Google inquires, but today it's ANGELINA and ROBOT CHICKEN
We're growing as an Internet culture, but we still like to watch people get kicked in the nuts on YOUTUBE
I don't want to be that famous guy either.
I just want to make people happy, and get credit. A smile, thanks, and a $10,000 paypal donation is all I ask.
If I get famous, I'll hire somebody else to do my chores - the way many famous people do.
Sometimes I think I'd like a driver and a person assistant. I think I'd like the people around me telling me I'm great. I might believe them.
Sometimes I think I'd hate it. Added pressure to be entertaining would be the stress of all stresses. Like when a bad blind date says; BE FUNNY... Few are up to that challenge.
I'm not Kelly Clarkson, but the world's blogs and forums are filled with Simon Cowels.
Gladly. I don't know how celebrities can stand it. I'm willing to be who makes it to STAR status depends as much on their skins being thick as anything. Only a special type of person can be Brad Pitt.
I never liked him actually, except in 12 Monkeys he was great.
Friday, June 30, 2006
Static could be morse code, binary, 8 bit. A 1 frame poiece of static could be a page of text... or anything. a program.
If you can program static, you could be talking to a lot of people.
The DaGoebel code.
Static contains the Contact like instructions.
No... it contains a language
Probably not an original thought.
Self esteeme strikes again.
Law and Order episode. Kid killed execution style at keyboard.
All he did was type an idea, and he was vanished.
Certain information can't be discussed and somwhere, right now, somebidy is guessing, and blogging the truth about something, by fluke.
The next day, the blog is gone, and even Google cache turns up only an error.
Strike that - it woulnd't be in google to begin with.
Sometimes I fear creative writing, and that is a shame. I fear that some scenario I make public, can somehow be used against me.
We don't know how the future is going, but a change in the USA may happen someday. The split is increasingly irritating to both sides.
It's to late to say "go back where you came from" was a good idea. We're stuck with the dilution of America by Americans now. Like the metric system, it can take over 100 years to weed out the originals. There are still close relatives alive today that owned slaves. Its too soon to not be bitter, on both sides.
But it will.
Everything we say NO to, we say yes to in a few years.
Or vis versa.
We're learning, on the 1000 year plan, we're doing ok, but the polution needs priority soon.
Ok, probabky its already quute late. We should have been thinking of renewals since the 50s...
Like Y2K, it's not going to be my problem when the earth dies.
I hope.
A lot of gas stations still have orice signs that don'tr fit 3 digit prices, That seems like an obvious oversight, or sneaky built in obsolecence. Maybe they DID know about Y2k. A lot of people made a fortune off it.
Planned upgrades that cost are the best kind, in any business.
Let the next guy worry.
But there are a lot of proud determined people to keep the attention alive, and break the mold.
Changers. The people who force change with vocal minorities. Both sides have them. Each year, a few thopusand things change.
SOme for your side, and some for their side. Then, every few years, parties switch and catch up.
I'd like to think somebody has an overall plan, but I suspect its a lot of litle ones by separate people. Fashion and Movies can guiude the decade..
===break.
If you can program static, you could be talking to a lot of people.
The DaGoebel code.
Static contains the Contact like instructions.
No... it contains a language
Probably not an original thought.
Self esteeme strikes again.
Law and Order episode. Kid killed execution style at keyboard.
All he did was type an idea, and he was vanished.
Certain information can't be discussed and somwhere, right now, somebidy is guessing, and blogging the truth about something, by fluke.
The next day, the blog is gone, and even Google cache turns up only an error.
Strike that - it woulnd't be in google to begin with.
Sometimes I fear creative writing, and that is a shame. I fear that some scenario I make public, can somehow be used against me.
We don't know how the future is going, but a change in the USA may happen someday. The split is increasingly irritating to both sides.
It's to late to say "go back where you came from" was a good idea. We're stuck with the dilution of America by Americans now. Like the metric system, it can take over 100 years to weed out the originals. There are still close relatives alive today that owned slaves. Its too soon to not be bitter, on both sides.
But it will.
Everything we say NO to, we say yes to in a few years.
Or vis versa.
We're learning, on the 1000 year plan, we're doing ok, but the polution needs priority soon.
Ok, probabky its already quute late. We should have been thinking of renewals since the 50s...
Like Y2K, it's not going to be my problem when the earth dies.
I hope.
A lot of gas stations still have orice signs that don'tr fit 3 digit prices, That seems like an obvious oversight, or sneaky built in obsolecence. Maybe they DID know about Y2k. A lot of people made a fortune off it.
Planned upgrades that cost are the best kind, in any business.
Let the next guy worry.
But there are a lot of proud determined people to keep the attention alive, and break the mold.
Changers. The people who force change with vocal minorities. Both sides have them. Each year, a few thopusand things change.
SOme for your side, and some for their side. Then, every few years, parties switch and catch up.
I'd like to think somebody has an overall plan, but I suspect its a lot of litle ones by separate people. Fashion and Movies can guiude the decade..
===break.
Over to the Dark side
Star Trek had a message of hope for the future, but Star Wars is right now. Every single day, thousands of kids decide to go to trhe dark side.
Society makes the dark side easier to join, free, and instant community. Faster than baseball team members or ski partners. Crime brings you together. Trust and a caring relastion is how it looks.
I have thought of the dark side on more than one occasion. As a obcessive judge oif myself, I know I couldn't take it. I'd be afraid a lot. I don't like being told off by a boss, I'd be crusged being arrested.
Or the much worse scenario, I'm the one the good guys approach to be the spy.
I've watched to many movies, but that's a bad scenario.
I'm weak. I would be torn up and sick, but I'd tell to save myself. I always have. Ill help you as much as possible, without putting much effort in, but I won't risk me to save you.
Is that wrong?
So I refrain. I have to live vicariously through crime TV for what cxould have been.
I bet a lot of people dream. It's probably right behind the "what if I won the lottery" dream for standards.
Or maybe just me.
Is that so bad? I never cross the line, but I sure like to think about it.
That is what scares me. I'm me. There are a lot of people out there who are not me. I wonder what percentage of the population have commited one crime... and speeding doesn't count.
Most wil admit shoplifting. I didn't.
Most will admit at least skipping clases. I only ever did for Yearbook work
I can't do any crime that hurts another, and I'm for making frauid the highest crime.
Stealing through trickery is worse than stealing through purse snathing. It changes you forever, and you lose the illusive, but socially dependant sample of trust.
Trust is in trouble in this decade.
We've lost trust in email, which may overall be a good thing, but we've lost trust in contests and bank letters and so much more.
We've lost a bit of trust when it seems eviul is the norm.
Nobody cares.
So the Darkside offers much. Money without labour, pride, friends, scary stuff and dicipline. A better job training in many ways than the army... in a gang.
Gangs are the new church.
If only they could use that power for good, and not evil.
What if weed became legal, and gang run.
People would still die.
Still, oddds probably better than the army.
I am not saying kids should join a gang. I still believe crime is wrong, and happiness can be achived without it.
Star Wars style. Either or.
Just say No.
At least, not today.
The NOT TODAY philosophy got me through my depression years.
T SHIRT:
I'm not with the dark side. I just shop there.
I'm not with the dark side, I just party there
I'm not with the dark side, but I love the free tours.
THE DARK SIDE ROCKS
TRY THE DARK SIDE. FISRT ONE'S FREE
You don't have to be my son, to join my on the dark side
THE DARK SIDE
JUST SAY NO
DARTH OUTAKE:
I don't understand. We never had sex.
ON THE NEXT MAURY
DARTH FAILED THE PATERNITY TEST
RED [LIGHT] SABERS ROCK
If you use (steal) a TShirt idea, give me credit. If you make T Shirts for a living, I want to talk to you.
Society makes the dark side easier to join, free, and instant community. Faster than baseball team members or ski partners. Crime brings you together. Trust and a caring relastion is how it looks.
I have thought of the dark side on more than one occasion. As a obcessive judge oif myself, I know I couldn't take it. I'd be afraid a lot. I don't like being told off by a boss, I'd be crusged being arrested.
Or the much worse scenario, I'm the one the good guys approach to be the spy.
I've watched to many movies, but that's a bad scenario.
I'm weak. I would be torn up and sick, but I'd tell to save myself. I always have. Ill help you as much as possible, without putting much effort in, but I won't risk me to save you.
Is that wrong?
So I refrain. I have to live vicariously through crime TV for what cxould have been.
I bet a lot of people dream. It's probably right behind the "what if I won the lottery" dream for standards.
Or maybe just me.
Is that so bad? I never cross the line, but I sure like to think about it.
That is what scares me. I'm me. There are a lot of people out there who are not me. I wonder what percentage of the population have commited one crime... and speeding doesn't count.
Most wil admit shoplifting. I didn't.
Most will admit at least skipping clases. I only ever did for Yearbook work
I can't do any crime that hurts another, and I'm for making frauid the highest crime.
Stealing through trickery is worse than stealing through purse snathing. It changes you forever, and you lose the illusive, but socially dependant sample of trust.
Trust is in trouble in this decade.
We've lost trust in email, which may overall be a good thing, but we've lost trust in contests and bank letters and so much more.
We've lost a bit of trust when it seems eviul is the norm.
Nobody cares.
So the Darkside offers much. Money without labour, pride, friends, scary stuff and dicipline. A better job training in many ways than the army... in a gang.
Gangs are the new church.
If only they could use that power for good, and not evil.
What if weed became legal, and gang run.
People would still die.
Still, oddds probably better than the army.
I am not saying kids should join a gang. I still believe crime is wrong, and happiness can be achived without it.
Star Wars style. Either or.
Just say No.
At least, not today.
The NOT TODAY philosophy got me through my depression years.
T SHIRT:
I'm not with the dark side. I just shop there.
I'm not with the dark side, I just party there
I'm not with the dark side, but I love the free tours.
THE DARK SIDE ROCKS
TRY THE DARK SIDE. FISRT ONE'S FREE
You don't have to be my son, to join my on the dark side
THE DARK SIDE
JUST SAY NO
DARTH OUTAKE:
I don't understand. We never had sex.
ON THE NEXT MAURY
DARTH FAILED THE PATERNITY TEST
RED [LIGHT] SABERS ROCK
If you use (steal) a TShirt idea, give me credit. If you make T Shirts for a living, I want to talk to you.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Only One Rule
There should be one rule. We are not allowed to do anything that could result in instant death for the planet.
We do we allow Nuclear power again? They work, they solve a problem, they're safe, except for the reality that an error can mean the end of life on the planet.
Whoops.
We do we allow Nuclear power again? They work, they solve a problem, they're safe, except for the reality that an error can mean the end of life on the planet.
Whoops.
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Microsoft Windows Movie Maker
I'm going to have to do a video about Microsoft Movie maker, but for the short version, I say DON'T IGNORE IT.
I've never used the MAC iMovie, but for Windows XP (and ME) users, Windows Movie Maker is an amazing tool. Shot down without a trial like so many Microsoft products, the MS bashers would have you believe it's crap. Pirate or buy Adobe Premier, or use any one of the nice video editing programs that came with your video card or video camera.
Windows Movie maker is actually better than good, and not just for kids or home users. Well, ok... pros may like stuff you can do in others enough to justify them, but for a lot of people, the FREE and EASY MM is perfect.
It will AMAZE even the pros how powerful it is with a very quick learning curve. Tonight, a nerdy friend and I spent well over an hour trying to edit one clip in uLEAD's newest V10 of their suite. We had to give up. It just didn't work, and in the end, I decided we needed to try it on a different computer to see if the anomoly was specific to me. Instead we gave up and went to Move Maker.
The bad news.
My camera shoots MPEG4 but saves in .MOV format. Microsoft is the McCoys to Apples Hatfield, and won't read an Apple invented .MOV format.
I can't edit my camera movies in Windows.
Silly.
Sad.
The conversiuon tools I've found so far are either costly, or sucky or both.
Get with it. Shale, makeup and let me edit .MOV MPEG'S in Movie Maker.
See my video. Ask me if it's not there.
I've never used the MAC iMovie, but for Windows XP (and ME) users, Windows Movie Maker is an amazing tool. Shot down without a trial like so many Microsoft products, the MS bashers would have you believe it's crap. Pirate or buy Adobe Premier, or use any one of the nice video editing programs that came with your video card or video camera.
Windows Movie maker is actually better than good, and not just for kids or home users. Well, ok... pros may like stuff you can do in others enough to justify them, but for a lot of people, the FREE and EASY MM is perfect.
It will AMAZE even the pros how powerful it is with a very quick learning curve. Tonight, a nerdy friend and I spent well over an hour trying to edit one clip in uLEAD's newest V10 of their suite. We had to give up. It just didn't work, and in the end, I decided we needed to try it on a different computer to see if the anomoly was specific to me. Instead we gave up and went to Move Maker.
The bad news.
My camera shoots MPEG4 but saves in .MOV format. Microsoft is the McCoys to Apples Hatfield, and won't read an Apple invented .MOV format.
I can't edit my camera movies in Windows.
Silly.
Sad.
The conversiuon tools I've found so far are either costly, or sucky or both.
Get with it. Shale, makeup and let me edit .MOV MPEG'S in Movie Maker.
See my video. Ask me if it's not there.
Call me... its free now and your parents don't know.
Wow. I'm not sure why, but I just had a thought that shocked me. A sudden realization that just came to me in the middle of thinking something else. Kids can now make secret phone calls to anyone in the entire country, and Canada... and nobody knows.
Free.
The scenarious of how bad that can be, and probably is, flood my mind. My friend uses it to call her boyfriend at night, so the folks in then next room don't see the line in use.
Hell, I've wanted to do that a few times. Calls that don't go through proper channels.
Unknown calls.
Think of the bad stories you've heard about kids being bated and mislead online... now they can call each other, free.
Real conversation. Scary stuff.
I mean, real conversation in general is a good goal. Getting people to talk instead of type is a good thing. It's a step in the right direction, slowing down our eventual evolution to being alone and living 100% virtually.
I still can't think of a down side of that future. It makes a more pleasent level playing field. You create who you want to be, and live that life, in personal relationships the real world could never hope to compete with.
Red Dwarf had an episode called BETTER THAN LIFE where a virtual world was hard to turn off, and we have that now. We don't need the virtual reality headsets. We're happier with less realism.
So calling people seems like a good attempt to keep people talking -m real world style. I find you can learn a lot more from a personal voice conversation than text. Its harder to fake.
But with SKYPE being free, and so easy to use, it could stand to take over everything as the tool for IM and voice IM. But real calls still scare me.
It means teenagers canprank in different states... with no caller ID.
It means young girls and boys can call out to perverts anyware in the USA.
It means people who are not perverts will still experiment.
On the adult side of things, it means employees can make calls not logged. They can even work two jobs at once. My recruiter client constantly complains that employees often try to work for more than one company at a time.
I think long distance works best if it's a pay system. Just a bit. ENough to make you think about the call. An investment. In fact, if all calls cost again, you can bet each call would be more worthy.
But Skype lessens the who concept. There is no more local calling area.
The Internet. Allows friends to spread apart,
and brings strangers closer together.
Jeff Quote.
SKYPE NOTES
From my point of view, I like Skype. It lets nerds who prefer email over live phone calls, a nice compromise. It's a phone, but we dnon't have to take our hands off the mouse.
SYMPATICO UNPLUGGED
Let me tell you about an amazing product I discovered today.
Nope. Sorry.... thye blog loses out. I just spent the last hour or so creating a video of me talking about it. Shared on http://frogstar.tv
Ask me about it, if you can't find it.
Free.
The scenarious of how bad that can be, and probably is, flood my mind. My friend uses it to call her boyfriend at night, so the folks in then next room don't see the line in use.
Hell, I've wanted to do that a few times. Calls that don't go through proper channels.
Unknown calls.
Think of the bad stories you've heard about kids being bated and mislead online... now they can call each other, free.
Real conversation. Scary stuff.
I mean, real conversation in general is a good goal. Getting people to talk instead of type is a good thing. It's a step in the right direction, slowing down our eventual evolution to being alone and living 100% virtually.
I still can't think of a down side of that future. It makes a more pleasent level playing field. You create who you want to be, and live that life, in personal relationships the real world could never hope to compete with.
Red Dwarf had an episode called BETTER THAN LIFE where a virtual world was hard to turn off, and we have that now. We don't need the virtual reality headsets. We're happier with less realism.
So calling people seems like a good attempt to keep people talking -m real world style. I find you can learn a lot more from a personal voice conversation than text. Its harder to fake.
But with SKYPE being free, and so easy to use, it could stand to take over everything as the tool for IM and voice IM. But real calls still scare me.
It means teenagers canprank in different states... with no caller ID.
It means young girls and boys can call out to perverts anyware in the USA.
It means people who are not perverts will still experiment.
On the adult side of things, it means employees can make calls not logged. They can even work two jobs at once. My recruiter client constantly complains that employees often try to work for more than one company at a time.
I think long distance works best if it's a pay system. Just a bit. ENough to make you think about the call. An investment. In fact, if all calls cost again, you can bet each call would be more worthy.
But Skype lessens the who concept. There is no more local calling area.
The Internet. Allows friends to spread apart,
and brings strangers closer together.
Jeff Quote.
SKYPE NOTES
From my point of view, I like Skype. It lets nerds who prefer email over live phone calls, a nice compromise. It's a phone, but we dnon't have to take our hands off the mouse.
SYMPATICO UNPLUGGED
Let me tell you about an amazing product I discovered today.
Nope. Sorry.... thye blog loses out. I just spent the last hour or so creating a video of me talking about it. Shared on http://frogstar.tv
Ask me about it, if you can't find it.
