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Book Reviews

Amusing when you read these book reviews of “Dark Age Ahead” by Jane Jacobs side by side.

Patrick Watson, Globe And Mail
First among her detested experts are North American traffic engineers. It was Jane Jacobs who led the fight against New York Planner Robert Moses’s proposal to wreck Washington Square by pushing a freeway right through it; and in Toronto, her adopted city since 1969, against the developers who wanted to drive multiple freeways into the heart of the city, clogging and polluting it even more than it is with the resulting rush of one-person cars, developers who in the process wanted to destroy gracious old landmarks, including the St. Lawrence Centre, Union Station and the Old City Hall.
Jacobs recounts a couple of key incidents in which traffic engineers have declared rules of road safety and economics for which they are able to adduce absolutely no evidence, and concludes that in the traffic trade, judgments are often closer to doctrine and superstition than to engineering and science.
“Among other elements that make a congregation of people work as a human community, with the richness of random encounter, gossip and intercourse that nourish collaboration and social invention, Jacobs admires boulevards. Traffic engineers, she writes, declare that boulevards, with their vision- obstructing trees and confusing access roads, are a major cause of accidents, injury and death. But they offer no evidence. And a major international study of boulevards — which in France, Portugal, Buenos Aires and elsewhere contribute graciously to the kind of community in which, in Jacobs’s view, democracy and civility thrive — found zero evidence to support the traffic engineers’ doctrine. Or superstition.”
 
 
 
 
Bruce Ramsey, Seattle Times;
Jacobs, who turns 88 this year, has some of the same themes in this book, particularly her criticism of cars. Now a Canadian living in Toronto, she does not drive and does not defer to the interests of those who do. Her book should have been presented as an attack on individual transport, because that is what she wants to discuss.
Her first chapter on the decline in civilization, “Families Rigged to Fail,” might have been about divorce, unwed mothers, absent dads or even the Internet, but instead is about cars. Cars keep people apart. People use cars, she says, because General Motors bought up the streetcar companies in the 1930s “for the sake of selling oil, rubber tires and internal combustion vehicles.” GM was “determined to force unlimited numbers of gasoline-powered, internal-combustion vehicles on America.”
I have one of GM’s vehicles, though I did not know how dastardly the company had been in forcing me to buy it.
The next chapter is about the spread of credentialism in higher education, which might be a fruitful topic. Credentialism, she says, is about qualifying people for jobs, which America has made “the grand cultural purpose of life,” partly with large government programs to create jobs, such as the interstate highway system.
Which is about cars.
The next chapter — this is a book about a new Dark Age, remember — is called “Science Abandoned” and is about how Americans are giving up the scientific way of thinking. This might also be a fruitful topic, about creationism perhaps, or astrology. Instead she steers the reader to traffic management. Cars again! She has discovered that when a road is closed, only some of the traffic is diverted. Some of it disappears. (She is right.) She says the traffic engineers won’t admit that, and are blind to the scientific way of thinking.

Special Delivery

Brandon Buchan bought an Mp3 player on Ebay, tendered by a Louisiana pawn shop.
When the courier delivered the package to his home in Saskatoon, he opened the box to find a .22 calibre semi-automatic Smith and Wesson, complete with a gun license.
Just so we’re completely aware of how effective the 2$ billion gun control registry is in controlling the flow of illegal firearms.

Life Of Glamour

Winds have been gusting to 50 mph, and we’ve been suffering through a dust storm all day. This region has been through three years of drought, and if conditions this spring are any indication, we’re heading full tilt into a fourth.
So, what’s a girl to do to get her mind off the grit and the depression of a cold, miserable day?

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History’s Greatest 50

National Geographic magazine has released a list of their picks for history’s 50 most influencial leaders. Drum roll, please:

Alexander the Great
Atilla the Hun
Benazir Bhutto
Bilqis, The Queen of Sheba &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp 
Simon Bolivar
Napoleon Bonaparte
Kim Campbell
Catherine de Medici
Catherine the Great
Charlemagne
Chiang Kai-shek
Sir Winston Churchill
Cleopatra
Charles de Gaulle
Elizabeth I
Fu Hsi
Indira Gandhi
Genghis Khan
Hannibal
Emperor Hirohito
Adolf Hitler
Isabella of Castile
Empress Jingo
Julius Caesar
John F. Kennedy
William Lyon Mackenzie King
Vladimir Ilyich Lenin
Abraham Lincoln
Sir John A. Macdonald
Nelson Mandela
Moctezuma I
Benito Mussolini
Jawaharlal Nehru
Nero
Pericles
Eva Peron
Chief Pontiac
Ramses II
Romulus
Franklin Delano Roosevelt
Shanakdakhete
Joseph Stalin
Raden Suharto
Suleyman the Magnificent
Margaret Thatcher
Getulio Vargas
Queen Victoria
George Washington
William the Conquerer
Mao Zedong

I think maybe National Geographic should just stick to photo-essays on big shiny bugs and painted tribespeople.

A Day In The Life, Pt. 2

Following up on yesterday’s work

After laying out the major blocks of color, work continues with the addition of stronger colors for depth, and outlining and detailing with black.
This is the front, at the same stage – black added.
A couple of hours later, the artwork is finished and highlighted with white. This rear quarter is complete, but unfortunately the photo of the bird with white added did not turn out well enough to post here.

The finish is still flat in these photos, because iti’s still in base coat – the shop owner was getting the car ready for clear coating when I left. One looong day for everyone involved. Holding an airbrush for hours on end, results in cramping of the hands, and as mentioned yesterday, an inability to focus for a time afterwards. Couple that with crawling around on a concrete floor all day and I’m really rather tired.
I also got a start on the helmet and have both it and another small job to go back to in the morning, so I should be able to get some photos of the car with clear coating. The transformation that happens with clear is amazing – lines sharpen, some of the overspray melts and colors become about 30% more vibrant.
update – The finished job

Day In The Life

I’ve been holed up in a bodyshop all day, painting a drag car. After staring for 7 hours at airbrushed lines, which are fuzzy, your eyes forget how to focus, so reading is difficult for a time afterwards. So, some pictures. I do this every so often for my commercial website – today I decided to share the step by step process here.
To save page loading time, only the first three are on this page. The rest are in the expanded entry.

A digital rough layout of the design, slapped together on the computer, over a photo of the customer’s car.
Before. The shop has painted the base color, which was then clearcoated and resanded. Good boys. Did my taping for me.
After spraying over the existing deep maroon paint with a light dusting of white, the background colors are set up.

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Beaurocratic Efficiency

No, that’s not an oxymoron.
Last Monday I filled out an express post envelope with my application forms and passport for a Brazilian tourist visa. The Brazilian Consulate is in Toronto. I enclosed an express post envelope for its return. The paperwork stated to allow 10 working days. Add two days each way I figured… two weeks.
It arrived this morning.
Wow. Just unbelievable.

Account Security

In this day and age of identity theft, I’ve often joked that anyone who steals mine was going to a lot of trouble to get their credit rating downgraded.
But when I recieved a call last month from someone purporting to be from my bank, I refused to volunteer the information they requested to “confirm” my identity. I asked they call my local manager and she could discuss any alleged problem with me. The first caller said they would do just that – and I didn’t hear anything more. When I was in the bank later that day, I mentioned the incident. The employees were concerned.
Two days later, it happened again. This time I was ready for them.

“Hello, is this Catherine McMillan? This is *The Bank. We have a problem with one of your accounts.”
“Really?”
“But first I need to verify your identity. What is your date of birth and phone number?”

(You mean the number of the phone I just answered?)

“Don’t you have that already?”
“Yes, I’m looking right at it. I need to make sure I’m talking to the right person.”
“Sorry, I don’t give out personal information on the phone. I have no way to tell if you are who you say you are. So, why don’t you call Betty, my manager? The Bank is about 50 yards from here – I can just go talk to her.”
Click*

Thought so. Screw you, scam artist. You’re going to have to get up earlier than that to fool me.
Yesterday, I got a terse letter from the The Bank. There was a problem with one of my accounts. Their attempts to contact me by phone had been “unsuccessful”. Persistant bastards, I thought … it was a cheap photocopy, with the logo fading off at the top. But the information looked legit, they had the account number right. And I figured, it’s not like there’s any real money in it. I called and sure enough, was asked for the same information to verify my identity. And it was legit. The problem proved to be minor.
Wow. Small wonder so many people fall victim to scams.
* Bank identity deleted to protect the innocent and what little money I do have.

Code Talkers

James Joyner remarks on another good reason to use linux the creativity of the recent email virus making the rounds. Hard to believe they’re written by these little pottie mouths

Inside Bagle.j, the eighth variant to debut since Friday, and which first showed Tuesday, is text taunting Netsky that reads “Hey,NetSky, f*** off you b****, don’t ruine our bussiness, wanna start a war?” (Not exactly Shakespeare, and the hacker’s spell-checker must not be working.)

Or maybe this is payback for the “whole-word learning” movement.

Within Bagle.k, a new variant that appeared Wednesday, is similar text, said Sophos: “Hey, NetSky, f*** off you b****!”
Netsky.f, another worm discovered Wednesday, sports a retort, according to analysis by F-Secure. Tucked inside its code is the line “Skynet AntiVirus –Bagle — you are a looser!!!”

Takes me back to the good old days in alt.hackers.malicious

The Ultimate Family Sedan

Stephen Green is shopping for a family SUV and tries his hand at automobile review. Despite the fact that his family consists of himself, a wife plus a tiny percentage of a third adult, space and cargo capacity, along with all wheel drive, are his listed priorities.
Liberty, Grand Cherokee, Pacifica. Explorer, Magnum, Trailblazer, and Durango.
Pussy trucks, each and every one of them.

Now, this is a truck.
Plenty of leg room, a whole back seat for the kiddie chair, leather interior and rides like a lumber wagon. 305 bhp @ 2900 rpm, 555 lb.-ft. of torque @ 1,400 rpm.
Specifications
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You’ll get a half million miles out that Cummins diesel, Stephen, and it sounds better than sex.
Best of all – the foam at the mouth reaction of the SUV haters when you tell them you bought it because your golf clubs don’t fit in the truck of the convertable.

Back!

This will be brief, as I have a lot of work to do to reconstruct this baby. For now, maybe forever, my old host is unavailable and so too are my previous entries.
Thanks to Kevin for his tech help.

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