Archive for February, 2009

links for 2009-​​02-​​28

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Photo: To Scale

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Those lit­tle dots are peo­ple. That’s how big these sand dunes are. I had no idea what I was get­ting into until I got there.

Photo: To Scale

On the Amazon Kindle 2 Controversy

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Some authors have posited that hav­ing an ebook reader able to con­vert words into sounds on the fly is a good thing.  See Neil Gaiman.  Others have argued that such tech­nol­ogy should be cov­ered under audio­book rights.  And Wil Wheaton has cre­ated an audio com­par­i­sion between a human read­ing a book and the Kindle.

What a load of greedy bull­shit, and per­haps the most bone­headed idea to come along since those self-​​destructing DVDs called Div.     I’m a writer.  I like money.  I don’t get much of it for my work.  You would think that I would agree with any­thing that stands to make me more money, but I am not an insane greedy mon­key.  I am also a reader and a con­sumer and the think­ing behind this atti­tude is utterly ridicu­lous.  In case you haven’t fig­ured it out yet, I come down firmly on Neil Gaiman’s side on this.

This “par­cel out the means in which media can be con­sumed to squeeze out dimes” approach to lit­er­a­ture is going to do NOTHING but alien­ate con­sumers.  Here’s why:

When we buy a book, we believe that we can do what­ever  we want with it short of print­ing up copies and sell­ing them.  We reject any notion of tech­nol­ogy being used to arti­fi­cially limit our rights to media.  DRM is dead, just ask the RIAA.   We want to share and we want to remix.   It’s been demon­strated time and time and time again across all media.   You can­not fight the use of tech­nol­ogy to inter­act with media with more, evil tech­nol­ogy.  It’s a per­ver­sion of the nat­ural state and it NEVER lasts.  The sys­tem always rights itself.  The human infor­ma­tion net­work routes around things like DRM and arti­fi­cial rights as if they are dam­age.   All you do is frus­trate your hon­est con­sumers and waste money.

If it can be con­sumed by the human mind, it can be shifted, trans­lated, trans­mit­ted, and and all those other things that tech­nol­ogy inher­ently makes pos­si­ble and makes greedy bas­tards wake up in a cold sweat, afraid that some­where, some­one is using their “prop­erty”  in a man­ner for which they could have tried to rape your wal­let.  No.  We as con­sumers are not going to put up with it.   We haven’t been putting up with it.

When we buy an audio book, we are NOT buy­ing the book.  We are buy­ing a record­ing of a per­for­mance of the book.  It is a dis­tinct enough entity from a book that I believe the rights do deserve to be sold seper­ately.  But the text itself, that’s just one right, as far as I am con­cerned.  You sell me access to the text, and  I will do what­ever I want with it.  I will cut up your book’s pages and make a hat.  I will scan it with an OCR and put it in my per­sonal data­base.  I will even give the book away to a friend when I am done with it if I don’t want it tak­ing up space any­more.    You can’t stop me.  Publishing indus­try, seri­ously, with the decline of read­er­ship and sales, is this what you want to be spend­ing man-​​hours on?  Finding ways to LIMIT the ways that peo­ple can inter­act with your products?

With read­er­ship falling like a fuck­ing stone, with every­thing else that is going on today thanks to the Depression-​​like econ­omy, the pub­lish­ing indus­try has big­ger things to worry about than a text-​​to-​​speech func­tion, some­thing my com­puter has been capa­ble of since 1997!   Just because Amazon adds it to a ridicu­lously expen­sive e-​​reader doesn’t mean now it’s sud­denly time to hyper­ven­ti­late and claim that rights are being tram­pled and money is being lost.

If I was pres­i­dent of the Author’s Guild, I’d be focus­ing my energy on fig­ur­ing out how to get my mem­bers works printed on cereal boxes and bill­boards.  Massive dis­sem­i­na­tion, through any chan­nel I can think of.    I would be doing every­thing in my power to encour­age read­ing.  The money will fol­low if you just let peo­ple get on with the act of con­sum­ing the ideas.   We don’t mind pay­ing, but we will not be gauged repeat­edly for the access to the same material.

Anyone who thinks that the Kindle’s text-​​to-​​speech func­tion is more akin to a per­for­mance and less equiv­a­lent to show­ing some words on a screen–well, there’s not much hope for you as far as I can tell.  I hope you enjoy frus­tra­tion, because I pre­dict an awful lot of it in your future on this issue.

links for 2009-​​02-​​27

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Photo: Like a Woman’s Back

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I love the sim­plic­ity of this one. I wish I lived a lit­tle closer to these for­ma­tions. By the way, they are the tallest sand dunes in North America. The scale doesn’t com­mu­ni­cate very well in this photo, but it will in upcom­ing shots.

Photo: Like a Woman's Back

…Trials and Tribulations Continued

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My sta­tus for my unem­ploy­ment claim  finally updated today to tell me that I won’t be paid for the time period because it is my “wait­ing week.”  Whatever the hell that means.  I thought the fact that it took them 2 weeks of screw­ing around to even get all my infor­ma­tion processed equaled my “wait­ing week.” So one month of no income.  Thanks, The System!  The System is just grrreat!

I think I’ll work on get­ting my info loaded up with The Creative Group (temp agency) and count that as a job con­tact and be done with it for the week.  I get to ask for another pay­ment on Sunday.  Let’s hope this one actu­ally gets paid.

Thankfully I don’t have to worry about the state actu­ally pay­ing me in March, as I’ve got a good bit of free­lance lined up for then.  So I’m not going to let this get me down for long.   I’m back on my feet and dust­ing myself off and throw­ing myself back into the work.

Photo: The Great Sand Dunes

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Here’s where I was yes­ter­day. I’m upload­ing 50 shots of dunes right now.

Photo:  The Great Sand Dunes

A Curious Phenomenon

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I’ve noticed some­thing unusual in my time unem­ployed.  Incredibly expen­sive stuff breaks all at once.  It’s almost as if your pos­ses­sions have been wait­ing for the moment you can­not afford their upkeep and then, snap–broken.

Our Saturn just had brake work done, had a bat­tery replaced, and now it’s not so good at start­ing, so I’m going to throw in some fuel injec­tor cleaner.  Hopefully that will finally make it pos­si­ble for Sarah to drive the damned thing.

The Alero needs rotors replaced, the whole brakes deal.  Also, I went and got myself stuff in Rocky Mountain National Park and had to be towed back­wards out of some snow.  I hooked up the tow line and couldn’t find any­thing really solid.  So I hooked it up to a bar that runs along the axel.  I’m not 100% sure what the name for it is, but I bent the hell out of it.  I’m tak­ing the car to be fixed right now, but they wouldn’t even give me an idea of how much it would cost to replace that metal bar, but they did say it can­not be replaced on its own.

I haven’t had to do this much car main­te­nance in years.  Perhaps it feels like every­thing is break­ing all at once because it’s such a pinch on us to have shell out hun­dreds out of sav­ings to pay for the repairs.  Unfortunately, not hav­ing two decent run­ning cars isn’t an option around here, espe­cially if I might end up ulti­mately com­mut­ing to Denver.  Sarah  once sat down and fig­ured out the bus route to where she works, and despite it being a 20 minute car ride, it’s a FOUR HOUR bus ride.  So not really an option there.

I would not mind one day hav­ing one car that we use on the week­ends, and then tak­ing some kind of pub­lic trans­porta­tion the rest of the time.  It’s one of the appeals of Portland to me.  At this rate, we’ll never live there though.  I have wanted to live there for so long, and so badly, but fate itself has repeat­edly con­spired against us.

You start to feel like the world is kick­ing you when you’re down after a while.  The hits just keep on com­ing.  I keep get­ting back up and putting my shoul­der to the wheel again.  But it’s not easy.  I’m lack­ing very much in hope.

It has now been 9 days since I filed for a pay­ment with unem­ploy­ment.  I still have not received a dime.  I call the cen­ter 20–30 times a day, but it is always busy.  I have not got­ten through inside of busi­ness hours when a real human could talk to me.  It’s not that I’m on hold.  I can’t even get through to be put on hold.  Local news reports that peo­ple have spent up to 4 hours wait­ing on hold to talk with a real human being.

I think I’ve got some projects lined up for March so I won’t have to rely on unem­ploy­ment.  At least my clients can pay promptly 95% of the time.