Currently:
2002-07-03»
Government to Internet: Be More Like TV»
The DTI has
issued a report that says "compelling content will drive the next wave of
broadband services according to the study" and recommends setting up a
"Broadband Channel", "a Channel 4 for the broadband age".
This kind of out-and-out idiocy - that broadband adoption is being held up
by a lack of movies to watch - seems to be widespread on both sides of
the channel. So far, I've seen it mainly trotted out to back braindead bills
like the CBDTPA, or to
fleece gullible ISP's (who are talked into desperately teaming up with
low-grade, low-budge "content providers"). This was @Home's business plan, and
BT Interactive's too. Both roaring successes.
Broadband's not being held up by a lack of bloody content. Oh yeah,
I get that all the time: "Oooh, I'd gladly fork out for a 2 meg connection,
but you know, I just don't think there's enough on the Internet for me right
now." Broadband's being held up by simple technical reasons, and the telcos
reluctance to lose their monopoly on the last mile.
2002-07-02»
Steve Bowbrick has a weblog!»
He was one of the original Class of '94 UK net entrepreneurs, and now runs
another.com. That boy thinks too much.
2002-07-01»
Cory's Mugging»
Damn. I remember Cory being so pleased with those goggles
in London. The only way I can think of cheering him up is to push his story
of having them stolen a little higher
up the Daypop list.
I've never been mugged. Last Christmas, I was walking down Oxford Street
and bumped into a young man. He got really angry (in that "I'm quite enjoying
being this angry" way), and as I was trying to calm him down, his friend came
from the side and punched me quickly, forceably, straight in the head. They
laughed at my tottering, shocked expression, and walked on. One turned around
and shouted "You'll look where you're going next time, won't you?". All of
this in the middle of London's most crowded street at the busiest time of
year.
It was the speed that amazed me. The punch was out of the blue, and I
didn't even have time to see who did it. No-one else on the street would have
spotted it, and if I'd shouted after the gang, it would have been me who would
have looked strange and suspicious. It even took me a few minutes to register
what had happened. I was edgy about crowds for about forty minutes afterwards,
until I'd sat down with a drink with some friends. There are two times in your
life when you know exactly what to do when someone assaults you on the street
- every moment you live before it happens, and all the years afterwards.
One of the things I considered shortly afterwards was applying for a Data
Protection Act copy of the CCTV'd videotape of the event (the DPA allows you
to demand copies of any
camera footage of yourself, and Oxford Street is one of the most CCTVd streets in Europe). Not
for catching the puncher - CCTV's don't really help much with that, and I'm
not sure the police would be that sympathetic. But just to reassure myself
that it all really happened.
2002-06-30»
Saturday Night at the Palladium»
Previous post notwithstanding, I'm disturbed to discover that I had literal
nightmares about Palladium last
night. And sensible ones too (in the sense that they didn't consist of Steve
Ballmer chasing me across a landscape made of giant naked librarians).
I'm still clarifying my thoughts on this, but Palladium appears to involve
sacrificing liberty (the liberty to choose what runs on my computer) for some
temporary security. And the more I think about it, the more I don't like it.
Ryan Lackey, in more
forthright terms, agrees.
In his fascinating summary of what is to be done, Ryan discusses mass
public rejection of Palladium, and I currently see this as the best solution.
But I'm still trying to bring together my thoughts to convey why - and I worry
that many geeks don't instinctively understand the risks.
Before they were slapped into wakefulness by the wet trout of legislation, many knowledgeable people
assured me that information could never be controlled, because the PC was, de
facto, an open system.
Worse, there was a tacit assumption by a lot of (especially software) folk
that over time, everything was an open system - that people wouldn't
stand for anything else, and that if nothing else the ingenuity of the black
market would guarantee our freedoms. As someone who has watched Rupert Murdoch
succesfully introduce a completely closed, cryptographically secure, digital
content-provision system to 40% of UK households, I know that isn't true.
There's a lot of (illicit) money to be made cracking the Sky Digital
box, and it hasn't been yet. Open systems are the exception, not the rule.
Palladium would install a closed environment on every usable desktop on the
planet. Who entered and what exited that environment would not be controlled
by the owner. Your programs would not run there, except at the behest of
Microsoft. Software that did run there would be hidden from your sight by
strong cryptography, so there would be no way of knowing what it was doing in
the Palladium. And all the vital parts of your computer - the low-level
hardware, a chunk of your RAM, a slice of your harddrive, even perhaps a
sizeable amount of your networking capability - would only be accessible from
within the Palladium. The Palladium is like Shakin' Stevens "Green Door". You
don't know what they're doing, but they certainly are laughing a lot behind
it.
Cory talks about
the universal Turing machine as a unique object, that differs from the rest of
our consumer electronics. Intel exec Leslie Vadasz warns of "neuter[ing] the
personal computer to be nothing more than a videocassette recorder". But
the hardest part of this fight will be explaining to the media and the
politicians (and maybe the public, although I think they have a better grasp
than the rest) what the difference is. And why putting this tiny little
poisoned and closed chalice into every PC destroys what has driven so much of
the innovation of the last thirty years.
2002-06-29»
A sense of perspective on the RIP Act»
You know, when people say I'm paranoid about all this surveillance
legislation, I like to point them to this
analysis of the RIP legislation (bottom left, near back end of cat). Now,
that's paranoid. (Found on a flyer handed to Andrew Brown yonks ago).
2002-06-27»
Googlebot heard me!»
So Oblomovka finally appeared in
the Google rankings - with the cached copy containing my recent whinging. Justice!
If you do the search
yourself, watch out: it's Google Dance time. That
means Google will return different results depending on which set of servers
you access. This happens once a month, as Google rejigs its page rankings.
It's a Saturnalia for searches.
Every ampmeter must go!»
I am so shooting myself in the foot publicising this: an auction this
Sunday of
tinkey-toy molecular models, demonstration-size slide rules, and "portable
potentiometers" from the attic of Berkeley Physics Department.
Cure for anorexia»
Typical Swedes: think everything can be solved with
a nice sauna
A Swedish clinic says it has developed a highly effective treatment for anorexia and bulimia, eating disorders affecting many thousands of people, especially teenaged girls.
The treatment involves training patients in normal eating habits then making
them sit down to rest in rooms with a temperature as high as 104 Fahrenheit.
2002-06-26»
The desperate traffic in illicit goods across America's borders continues.
With Kinder
Eggs.
Kinder (pronounced as in kindergarten and meaning "children" in German) can't be sold legally here because the U.S. Consumer Product Safety Commission says the toy is a choking hazard. The Food and Drug Administration also objects, deeming the thumb-sized plastic capsule that contains the little toy an illegal, "embedded" nonfood item.
For years, Americans who returned from Kinder lands supported a small market here in the illegal eggs, and the feds were prompted to make periodic crackdowns against importers, often ethnic food shops. But in the past year or so, scofflaws have risen to a new level of Internet-fueled defiance, touching off a lucrative Kinder boom. Web sellers buy the candies -- which are the size of a hen's egg, with milk chocolate on the outside, white chocolate on the inside -- and charge from 80 cents to $2 or more per egg.
via Cardhouse
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