Mouse creaks, PHP and Rails

The Lab here at BST has been humming the last couple of weeks, though much of the work is not yet ready for public view. Our head man has also been interviewing for an exciting opportunity at a very cool small startup and we hope to post good news about his new ‘day job’ soon; for now let’s just say it involves building a new kind of community engagement model for a disruptive SAAS company.

We’re also building a small, er, highly opinionated website content system in PHP for a consulting client. The system is essentially the fifth or sixth iteration of the page template class code used here on billsaysthis.com but forked to handle pure HTML page fragments as well as PHP-driven content where appropriate (e.g., the real data is in MySQL) since a web designer is partnering on the engagement.

This code can also be available to you at a very reasonable cost.

We’re also taking another pass at a small Ruby on Rails project to get a sense of the improvements in the forthcoming 2.0 release. So far so good and with some possibility of posting this as a free to use public web application before New Year’s Day. Open source? Maybe, though the executive committee here has questions about how interesting the code might be to other developers and very much about the time commitment this would create.

And then there’s the big vacation starting tomorrow too.

Liverpool 8-0 Besiktas: By Their Twizzlers

In a stark contrast to their recent form, Liverpool ran the rule over Turkish Cup holders Besiktas tonight at Anfield with the eight goal margin setting a new Champions League record. Everyone thought this game would be three points for the Reds but nobody, except maybe the Spanish Inquisition, thought it would be more than a goal or two apart.

Peter Crouch, showing how unfairly Rafa Benitez has treated him this season, opened and closed the scoring. Israeli nation team player Yossi Benayoun got the second after a half hour–that was all the first half scoring–and then the third and fourth either side of ten minutes after the restart. Captain Fantastic got #5 in the 69th.

Ryan Babel, who’d only just come on, made the sixth with a slick backheel and then ‘scored’ the next in one of the funniest goals I’ve seen. Near the top of the 18 yard box as a Besiktas defender blasted the ball to clear it, Babel jumped and turned his back to the goalmouth, the ball went right into his booty and bounced up and over the hapless keeper.

In the other match in our group, Marseille did us no favors by surrendering a late loser to FC Porto. That left the standings as Porto top with 8 points, Marseille next on 7, Liverpool on 4 and Besiktas last with three. The Reds host the Portuguese side in three weeks and finish the round in France Dec. 11 so unless the Turks deliver some unexpected assistance, advancing to the knockout stage will require defeating both teams.

Still, what a wonderful show today! A result to savor for a long time.

Book: Slam

I’m a big Nick Hornby fan (A Long Way Down, About a Boy, High Fidelity). So when I found myself needing something to read away from home the other week and saw his latest sitting out front 20% off, into the bag it went and I’m out the other side happy.

Slam is Hornby once again inhabiting the skin of someone he’s not, this time a 16 year old English boy sitting on top of his limited patch of the world but, as intimated in the opening paragraphs, is quickly knocked down. Now, sure, Nick was once a 16 year old English boy but as best I know he is not the child of divorce nor was he a skateboarding (excuse me, skating) enthusiast as a teen.

He also did not have conversations with a poster of Tony Hawk. Two-way conversations, though Hawk’s parts came straight out of his autobiography which Sam, our protagonist, has read about 50 times. Enough to have memorized it, so Hawk’s conversational responses are actually quotes pulled from the book.

Sam is on top of the world because his skating’s going well, a teacher at school has asked about his university plans (no one in his family has attended college) and, best of all, he’s dating and shagging a beautiful girl. And the shagging was her suggestion.

Where would the dramatic tension come from if all these remained as they are? No, Sam has to take a major fall, for our entertainment. But Hornby does such a marvelous job with this setup that even Sam can’t be mad.

I think that I enjoy this writer so much because his books go beyond just good, interesting plots that move at ever-quickening pace, with engaging characters. Not only do his lead characters, Sam here, Will and Marcus in About a Boy, Martin, JJ, Jess, and Maureen in A Long Way Down and Rob in High Fidelity engage, they jump off the pages at you. Many novels are written in the first person (in Down, the four leads take turns as the POV) but rarely do authors achieve the level and immersion Hornby consistently reaches; I chose the word “inhabits” previously as an indication of this.

recommended

Blogging at its best: True expertise

For any who say that blogging is no more interesting or useful than photocopied shopping lists, go and read Garret’s superb post on the dangerous, profit-all-cost effort by the oil and gas industry to ignore residents’ drinking water safety as well as the local economy in order to tap some deposits that may or may not be worth the effort.

This post is full of the insight and analysis that would do any newspaper proud but is rarely seen in “professional” journalism in this era of corporatized media. Garret went to a public meeting hosted by a smaller energy company acting as the spearhead for its bigger brethren. He listened to the questions and objections posed by his fellow townsfolk as well as the company’s responses and actually evaluated all of it, going beyond the rhetoric and comparing words to actions and past behaviors.

Thanks Garret. The phrase ‘holding feet to the fire’ comes to mind as the best description of what you wrote, something that the Woodward/Bernstein revolution was supposed to bring to journalism in the ’70s but never actually delivered.

(Um, Webbies judges? You best be looking G’s way come awards time.)

Post Halloween Fugue

I walked out of the coffee shop
Late on a Friday early in November;
The air suffused with a dense mist
A hundred yards in every direction,
A pale moon visible beyond it
Too high in the sky this time of day.

Cars all had headlights switched on
Adding a sense of dark mystery
Heightened by the ringing train bell
As we walked along the empty sidewalk.

Jake turned to me, his mouth opening
About to say something, his mouth catching and closing
When he realized empty words were
Worse than no words, that any
Yammering could spoil our supernatural
Illusion before we consumed all its
Fantastical, tenuous pleasures.

Apple: Definitely not perfect

Well, here I am 24 hours after starting the Leopard update to Miami Steve and it has been without doubt a difficult and annoying 24 hours. Apparently, according to the AppleCare product specialist who helped me, my MacBook had a kernel panic and this required a second installation attempt; fortunately the option to save my user data worked and there was no need to do a full-bore erase the hard drive update on a third attempt.

About that support call: I was on the phone for just over three hours. 90 minutes of that was on hold waiting for the second level support (the product specialist), and another 10-15 was on hold waiting for the front line tech. I don’t care if it is Sunday afternoon, Apple management are the ones who decided to release this on Friday 6 p.m. and they ought to have been prepared for the call volume. Of course all customers get is a sorry for the inconvenience, no offer of any kind of restitution for my time.

I’m also a bit concerned that the drivers for my Ximeta NAS drive won’t seem to load at this point; making a fresh backup right away with Time Machine or iBackup seems like a very good idea. Sent off a support email to Ximeta but they for sure don’t work on Sundays.

Hopefully I’ll have another post soon with positive notes about 10.5. For the few minutes I’ve had so far, I can only say that a number of the UI changes do look nice.

Book: The Sons of Heaven

After eight novels and more than a dozen short stories, Kage Baker finally tells the story of what happens on July 9, 2355 in the Heinleinesque The Sons of Heaven. The immortal cyborg employees of Dr. Zeus Inc. have long waited to find out why the Temporal Concordance, the vast database recording all they know about history, has no entries from that day forward.

The mortal directors and scientific staff have their own thoughts on the subject, which are precisely what the staff fear: After tens of thousands of years, all substantial economic value the company can plunder/preserve has been achieved and the cyborgs–who frighten their mortal masters–can be terminated. Due to the scientists’ own towering achievements that is an incredibly difficult task but they think it has finally been done and will distribute it in the form of a special batch of chocolates sent as a thank you for a job well done. The cyborgs, of course, are not that stupid.

Indeed several different factions of them have been working for centuries to turn the tables on that date; some want to become dictators of the few remaining mortals, some want to wipe the planet clean of them, some only care about retribution on the leadership of Dr. Zeus and others just want to be through with taking orders for distasteful jobs. Baker shows us scenes for each group’s preparations.

Then there are the Little People, the faeries of old, who hate the cyborgs for beating them into hiding millenniums ago and haven’t forgotten. They want revenge and use their superior science to infiltrate the Company; the killing serum as well as the distribution plan comes from their best researcher.

Finally, the three Company-created mortals, Alex Checkerfield, Nicholas Harpole and Edward Alton Bell-Fairfax, have a key part to play. When we last saw them in The Machine’s Child, all three were occupying Alex’s body and warring for control over it while straining to prevent the cyborg each loved during their normal lifetimes, the botanist Mendoza, from learning just who was inside Alex. Baker gives an entertaining solution to their pseudo-sibling rivalry and the four who, along with sentient AI pirate Captain Henry Morgan, have been central to the entire series turn out to be the most important players in what goes down on the 9th of July.

In a very amusing twist, Kage stops the 2355 action dead in its tracks to cover that sibling rivalry/Mendoza story 500,000 years in the past. At first I was not happy but as it went on I realized this was an important passage from both plot and literary perspectives rather than trilogyitis-like page count padding.

A number of subplots are also resolved. Literary Preservation Specialist Lewis, long a captive of the faerie scientists, returns and gets his long-desired chance to be the hero. Kalugin, lost at sea, is found though this seems more a gift to certain readers as he remains offstage with all references coming from more significant characters. William Randolph Hearst, Joseph and Lewis’s host in Welcome to Olympus, Mr. Hearst (from the Gods and Pawns collection), is still around and an enthusiastic member of Executive Facilitator Joseph and Enforcer Budu’s faction.

Two conclusions came to me as I read the final 100-150 pages: As mentioned in the first ‘graph, Robert Heinlein is a major influence on the entire series, though it’s the post-Stranger in a Strange Land, Lazarus Long era Heinlein and not his early Future History work. Second, Baker has actually written a Singularity tale. A different kind, since that point of no return isn’t reached in the same sort of technological sense we usually imagine (e.g., Stross’s Accelerando, MacLeod’s Fall Revolution sequence).

definitely recommended

Job Searchers and Getting Out

One thing that many people feeling stuck in their job search don’t realize is how useful getting out to events can be for them. For starters, being around people is almost always an emotional positive. If they’re in the same boat as you, then you know you aren’t alone in this sad situation. If they’re working, well, then perhaps you’ve found a connection that will turn out to be the key piece in getting to that next great gig.

So going to things like ProMatch and CSix, both of which I highly recommend, are good. But getting to Lunch 2.0, JHTC and SDforum events is even better. For instance, I ran into Scoble at today’s Lunch 2.0 at Oracle (his blog post about it) as well as making some good connections within Oracle and with other folks, plus a free nice lunch (better than the typical pizza usually served) and a red t-shirt that Oracle had made up for the meeting (that is, the text and graphics include today’s date and the Lunch 2.0 logo). Frankly I usually don’t bother with the t-shirts any more but how often do you get a good-looking red one instead of black or white?

And anyone who reads this and would like to meet anyone at a JHTC event, just introduce yourself to me and I’m your man. Next month (Nov. 13) we have an excellent program, our annual venture invessting panel featuring Ann Winblad, Tom Foremski and Barry Kramer. January our featured guest is Marina Gorbis, executive director of Institute for the Future. Plus these are both free.

Enough proselytizing. Get out of your house and find events where you can meet people working in the jobs and companies that are a good fit for you!

Apple: Sorry, Not Perfect Yet

Despite my enthusiastic post about 10.5’s imminent arrival the other day, about which my feelings are unchanged, and my continuing enthusiasm for my iPhone (named BigMan, all our hardware get Springsteen-related names), I am just a bit short of complete surrender to Apple Fanboyhood.

For example, this morning I woke up to find that the hard drive on MiamiSteve (my MacBook) had died. Again, since this happened last November as well. Once again my lessons regarding frequent backups should pay off since I can see pretty much all the files and such sitting on the NAS drive. Guess what Bill will be doing with his Saturday night…

An improvement from the last such event is that the AppleCare rep I spoke with said that when I go for my 6:00 Genius Bar appointment I’ll be able to get a replacement hard drive on the spot instead of turning in the laptop for the usual 5-7 business days repair turnaround. Keep your fingers crossed that this turns out to be true, please.

BigMan is not in a perfect state either. I spoke with a (different) AppleCare rep a couple of days ago about it and he said I need to do a full restore of the system software. This will, of course, wipe the phone’s drive clean and the sync/backup software only handles some (well, most) of the data. Gone will be SMSs, notes, map bookmarks and settings for things like Weather and Stocks; no big deal but surprising omissions given the Jobs attention to detail which pervades Apple’s product line.

The rep said that my two big issues ought to be resolved with a restore, but I haven’t been up for it yet so no confirmation. Maybe after the new hard drive is installed and all software and date reinstalled and restored.

Update: Sure enough, when my name was called at the store the ‘genius’ had a hard drive in stock. He went in the back, got the drive, swapped it for my deader, installed the OS (Tiger, not Leopard, oh well) and gave it over to me for creating the admin account and confirmation that all was well. Once again iBackup did it’s job with almost nothing lost except for a few directories I forgot to add to the backup profile. Cool!

20 Years Ago Today

It was the first day of my (first) honeymoon, in Aruba. I was working for a long-defunct commercial real estate finance company and just a few months out of B School. At lunchtime I noticed a local four page newspaper at the front desk, hot off the presses, with a big headline about how the Dow Jones was already down more than 400 points after only a couple of trading hours.

Wow, huh? Talk about the right day to be out of the office and out of the country! Even now I can’t quite picture the misery that must have been going on back in the office. Pretty serious though; even a week later on my return everyone was still in a black mood.

Best Rock and Roll Song Ever?

Cutting right to the chase, my answer is Mercury Blues by David Lindley off his 1981 first solo record, El Rayo-X. This version of an older blues tune, credited to K.C. Douglas and Robert Geddins, has nearly every element I have to have: fast tempo with crisp aggressive percussion, lyrics about love gone bad and, perhapsdefinitely, most important of all, slammin’ muddy blues guitar driving the train all over the tracks and into a fiery climax that barrels right into concrete wall. Damn if it isn’t infectious and danceable too!

That said, no one will confuse Lindley’s nasal, high-pitched vocals for Placido Domingo or Paul McCartney yet they mesh well with the plaintive, up, down, and then hopeful lyrics: I stole my bestfriend’s girl ’cause I got a Mercury ’49, he got lucky stole her back again but no matter, I’ll win her in the end.

Lindley’s guitar playing, riff-driven rhythm guitar part underlying a sizzling slide guitar lead, rides off the four bar drum opening into the stratosphere before calming down just a tad when the vocals come in but right after the first chorus he lets loose on melodic, fuzzy slide.

Drums are by Ian Wallace, formerly of English art rockers King Crimson. Bass is contributed by either Bob Glaub or Reggie McBride, can’t say for sure as the credits aren’t song-specific. There’s also some nice organ playing on other tracks by Little Feat’s Bill Payne but left off on this tune for a sparser, more airy sound. Wallace’s drum kit is also supplemented with rollicking percussion that falls somewhere between ska and Latin beats.

The rest of the album is fun and good rock, particularly a couple of old Bob Fuller blues songs, She Took Off My Romeos and Quarter of a Man, and the covers of Smokey Robinson’s Don’t Look Back (better by far than Jagger’s duet with Peter Tosh) and the Everly Brothers’ Bye-Bye Love.

“What,” I hear you asking, “isn’t there a Bruce Springsteen track you think is a better answer to the question? After all, you’ve said time and again that he far and away makes your favorite music.” Not quite. I have him with two of the top five (Thunder Road and Cover Me) but in rock and roll you get extra points for being somewhere in the one hit wonder/not-quite obscure swimming pool. Rounding out the five are Thin Lizzy’s Cowboy Song (from Live and Dangerous) and the Stones’ prescient Sympathy for the Devil.

[Karl, a cool Philly rocker in his own right, has a list up in response. What’s yours?]

You may not realize it but you probably hear David’s playing several times a week on one of the hundreds of tracks by other artists which he pitched in lead guitar as a session musician, also extra credit points for Lindley. Going back to the ’70s he played with Jackson Browne (for which he is probably best known, including his falsetto vocals on Brown’s live version of Stay), Warren Zevon, Linda Ronstadt, James Taylor, David Crosby, Terry Reid, Graham Nash, Bob Dylan, America, Eddie Money, Iggy Pop and Rod Stewart.

Oddly, my copy of the CD gives the title as Mercury Man, which jives with my memory from back in the day. Whatever. Lindley’s track got plenty of airplay in the ’80s but he never really followed it up to build a solo career; I think his tastes are bit too eclectic for that.

Definitely a song to grab from iTunes, Amazon or wherever you get your music these days.

OS X 10.5: Fave New Features

Apple announced today that Leopard AKA OS X 10.5 will be released next Friday (what is it with this ‘release at 6 p.m. Friday’ shtick anyway?) and published the list of 300+ new features. The ones that most interest me:

  • Time Machine: This is a complete backup and restore application (wonder if it will be better for me than iBackup) with an allegedly simple as pie user interface.
  • TextEdit: Read and write Word 2007 and OpenDocument formats, makes me wonder if it will replace the majority of my use for NeoOffice. Since I don’t have iWork, I’ll still be using Neo for spreadsheets and presentations. Unless I can get by with Google’s online tools…
  • Terminal: Tabbed windows, and movable at that. Save the configuration of all open windows as a workspace. Sorry iTerm.
  • Mail: Improved search (w00t!). Detects text fragments like appointments and addresses, and lets you choose smart actions with a click: create a new contact, map an address, or create an iCal event.
  • Spotlight: Web history searches, hopefully works with Firefox. Now where was that hot naked chick I was ogling yesterday?
  • Preview: Edit images in Preview. Crop, rotate, resize, and save images in a range of image formats. Selection tools make it a snap to cut and paste images from Preview directly into other applications.
  • Automator: I keep thinking I should use this scripting app and maybe now that it will be “easier than ever” I actually will.

Blog Action Day: On the Environment

[Blog Action Day]

I am only a good, not a great, thinker so you’ll not be getting any massive new insights into bettering our world in this post. Still, your indulgence is begged for the time to read on.

Everything is connected, right? Not just the hypothetical butterfly flapping its wings somewhere over Asia eventually blowing up into a tornado over Kansas nor the small world theory, better known as the Kevin Bacon Game, which says that anyone–even you!–can reach anyone else in the country in no more than six social steps. For instance, Robert Scoble will take my phone call, Steve Ballmer (or another top level MSFT exec) will take Robert’s call, Sen. Maria Cantwell (D, Washington, and a former exec at Microsoft) will take Ballmer’s call and Al Gore will take Cantwell’s call; that’s only four degrees from me to Gore.

More to the point, all the choices we make have consequences and what connects them is that they are our choices and we are all in this together. Every gallon of gas I burn is one less gallon available somewhere down the line. Every consumer electronics device I buy and use up is a collection of paper, metals and plastics that is gone. Every cup of coffee I drink… well, my body returns almost all of the coffee to the system where it eventually becomes available for use again, eh?

What I want to leave you thinking about is that consumption consumes. Over the last 50 years our society has transformed its values about material things, from prioritizing quality, craftsmanship and durability to looking for the lowest prices and commodity, disposable products. Everything we think of as antiques, after all, were built at least 50 years ago but how many items made in 2007 will be of other than museum interest in 2057?

To some extent this post covers much of the thesis of my Aug. 7 post, Graham’s Stuff, in which I focused on one quote from Paul Graham’s essay Stuff: “I have too much stuff.” As you begin buying presents for the upcoming holiday season, consider the gifts you select and how they correspond to your values on the environment, not just in themselves but the follow on effects as well.

Will the gift last more than one season? Will it consume much electricity or gas? Will the recipient need or want to buy other things to use with it (e.g., a Wii or XBox needs games)? What will happen when the recipient disposes of it–can and will it be recycled? Is the gift really the best choice for your loved one or friend or just something that brings short term happiness?

Does your thinking, your gift selection, reflect simplistic membership in the American Consumer Society or can you stretch beyond that mentality and find presents that offer quality and lasting value? Remember that your choices are also teaching the people receiving your gifts, the influence is one more way in which everything is connected.

Books: Gods and Pawns, Rude Mechanicals

I’ve enjoyed Kage Baker’s series of novels and stories about the immortal cyborg servants of Dr. Zeus Incorporated; I’m even a bit sad that I’ll soon be reading the concluding volume Sons of Heaven (I’m next on the hold list at MVPL). So getting these two books was a treat, though none of the stories in them have an obvious impact on the connecting story line of those servants preparing many separate revolts for when recorded history ends (as far as they know) in the year 2355.

Gods and Pawns collects seven Company short stories while Rude Mechanicals is a special limited edition chapbook published by Subterranean Press taking its title from the novella which is its sole content. Five of the eight tales have varying combinations of Literary Preservation Specialist Lewis, Botany Specialist Mendoza, Facilitator Joseph as the main characters; the other three look in on one-off characters that offer amusing or informative perspectives on the Company.

My favorites are:

  • The Angel in the Darkness – Kage considers how an immortal might handle affairs if allowed to maintain contact with his mortal family over several centuries.
  • A Night on the Barbary Coast – Mendoza and Joseph travel to San Francisco in 1850 to track down a Gold Rush miner who found a particularly valuable vein of gold, though the value is not the gold itself nor is the Company interested in stealing his claim.
  • Welcome to Olympus, Mr. Hearst – In 1933, Joseph and Lewis finagle an invitation for a weekend at Hearst Castle in order to engage the great media baron’s assistance in preserving a special movie script, but Joseph has underestimated Hearst’s ability to grasp the new. Joseph is also unaware of some very pertinent information about his host.

recommended

Global Conflicts: Impossible to Solve

I’m writing today to explain why diplomacy and war are doomed to fail everywhere around the world. I mean every conflict from the War on Drugs to the War on Terror to the Arab/Israeli conflict. In short, human nature.

Consider the Turks and Armenians. Technically this dispute ended nearly a century ago when nearly 1.5 million Armenians as well as a large number of Turks were killed; in fact it’s still going on as evidenced by the effort of the Armenian diaspora to have various national legislatures declare that the Turks committed genocide on their forebears (the Turkish position is that “large numbers of Turks and Armenians were killed in the chaos surrounding World War I and the collapse of the Ottoman Empire when Armenians rose up.”

France has already done so and a resolution is making headway in the US House of Representative, though President Bush and Secretary of State have publicly lobbied for its defeat. Why should Bush care? His Administration claims passage would disrupt crucial Turkish support for the Iraqi Misadventure.

ETA freedom fighters and the Spanish government seemed to be close to a breakthrough until the recent arrest of more than 20 Basque political leaders, which was quickly followed by a bomb in Bilbao that wounded the off-duty bodyguard of a Cabinet member. There are plenty of other countries where insurgencies rage as well including Kashmir, Chechnya, the Philippines, Sri Lanka, the Sudan, Peru, Colombia and Nepal, where the Communists recently captured control and overthrew the monarchy.

Negotiations are taking place as I write over a comprehensive plan to end the Arab/Israeli conflict. My opinions on this topic are controlled by my feelings as a Jew so I’ll leave them out of this essay. However, the idea that any negotiated solution arrived at in 2007 or 2008 has a chance of getting wide enough acceptance to be meaningful is so farfetched that Dennis Kucinich and Ron Paul have a better chance of winning the presidential election next November.

Too many people are too heavily invested in the conflict to accept the comprises required to get the major players to sign off on a settlement. Hamas and Hezbollah, backed by the Iranians, and Al Qaeda and its various affiliates will doom the peace even if the governments of Israel, Lebanon, Syria, the Palestinian Authority, Jordan, Egypt, Saudi Arabi, Turkey, Iraq and America all agree.

Underlying and perpetuating nearly all these conflicts is a rarely-mentioned yet vital layer of interested parties, the companies who manufacture and sell the arms and munitions used by the combatants. During the Cold War a good deal of this trade was reasonably visible because it was arranged by the American, Russian and Chinese governments but now the traffic has largely disappeared from the public eye, movies like Lord of War, Casino Royale (the 2006 version) and Blood Diamond aside. Proof is of course impossible to come by but I expect quite a few of these companies engage in spy novel-esque operations disguised to appear as caused by one belligerent or another any time the quarterly results need a helping hand.

What about the War on Drugs? We’ve been fighting officially since the early ’70s when Tricky Dick Nixon made his declaration and various Drug Czars down the years have pushed many programs including massive Public Service Announcement campaigns, financial support for crop eradication programs anywhere substantial farming takes place and, of course, ever harsher sentences that have exploded the US prison population.

35 years, then, and the country is demonstrably no better off despite spending tens or hundreds of billions of dollars. According to a 2001 report from
the Commission on Behavioral and Social Sciences and Education (Informing America’s Policy on Illegal Drugs: What We Don’t Know Keeps Hurting Us), “defenders of strong prohibitions and severe penalties argue that these laws are needed to express, symbolize, and undergird social norms against drug use.” Well not really our norms, at least they aren’t mine; you want to take a toke or shoot up, no skin off my back, or at least no more so than cigarettes ad booze.

Excuse me, “express, symbolize, and undergird social norms against drug use?” Look at the huge expense we incur to support these social norms. If drugs were legal but regulated in the way tobacco and alcohol are, at least 95% of the users jailed would not be in prison but rather a smaller percentage similar to what we see with DUI and vehicular manslaughter punishments. The huge number of violent crimes committed to support an illegal habit as well as murders and assaults committed among rival drug suppliers and suppliers and customers as well as innocent bystanders would mostly evaporate, or at least transform into the sort of white collar crime committed by corporate executives.

The years of the War on Drugs have also seen the rise of huge international gangs to capture the huge profits of the drug trade. 70 years ago America mainly had to deal with the Mafia and Irish mobs and assorted smaller local criminal groups but today there’s hardly a nationality without a mob: Jamaican, Russian, Vietnamese, Mexican, Columbian, Chinese (the Triads), Japanese (the Yakuza), MS-13, to list a few. Makes me wonder about the way the results of these particular social norms fit with others we Americans allegedly hold, such as family, safety and compassion–and fiscal conservatism.

How many prison cells would be emptied by changing the legal status, at a minimum of $40,000 per inmate? How many fewer police officers would we need, at a minimum average cost (salary, benefits and other overhead) of $100,000, and prison guards at perhaps a slightly lower amount? Plus billions spent on eradication and interdiction efforts outside our borders.

Legal products, of course, would produce significant new tax revenue both on corporate profits and income not currently reported. Dedicating even half the new revenue to treatment and education programs would still produce a large net gain for Federal and State treasuries aside from the humongous cost reductions mentioned.

Finally, in the last decade the narcotics trade and terrorist outfits around the globe have found it mutually beneficial to work together despite the distaste each has for the other. Al Qaeda and the Taliban, which for all the bad they did otherwise, had nearly eradicated poppy cultivation during the time they controlled Afghanistan but now provide protection and transportation for the resurgent crop; FARC, Shining Path and the rightwing militias which fight them have all made similar arrangements with South American drug cartels.

Everything is connected, eh?

Ages

We look back at ages long gone to dust
With wonder at the many myths
Those people swallowed so easily
Taking colorful tales as passed down truth.

Fanciful words sung to the tune of
Sweet lute pluckings by a stranger
Newly come over the high mountains
Taken as true as the color of a mother’s eyes.

A boy comes down from a Summer
Herding sheep in the far pastures
His wild stories born of months’ loneliness
Take illegitimate place next to mother’s truth.

Stories first crafted to gender delight
Generations before eventually morph
With only the magic and power of time
Taken as forefathers’ delivered, preserved truth.

Still today, beyond all science and ken,
Such illogical stories, tales and fancies–
Only for their age and none else–are
Taken by the masses as gospel truth.

Book: The Road

Cormac McCarthy is one of the most highly regarded American fiction writers today with such novels as All the Pretty Horses, No Country for Old Men (soon to be a major motion picture starring Tommy Lee Jones) and Child of God. So when his first science fiction novel came out, got terrific reviews and even won the Pulitzer Prize I scooped it up from the library. Sad to say I was neither moved nor terribly impressed.

The Road is the story of a father and son in post-apocalypse America, trying to reach the coast on foot before the full brunt of Winter arrives. This is several years, maybe seven or eight, after the event; the boy was born a few months after the unspecified nastiness killed off most people as well as plants and other animals. Along their hike they rarely encounter other people though to be fair they try hard to avoid contact since most people left have adopted a kill or be killed strategy. There’s little food left, certainly nothing edible growing, just what cans or packages left after years of scrounging.

McCarthy is a literary writer who uses genres for effect rather than inspiration, so the only real science fictional aspect of this book is the setting. Otherwise it could be any other bleak road tale set in some isolated desert or jungle. He bugs me by avoiding normal writing tools such as capitalization, setting off dialog with quote marks and never, even at the end when the boy talks with another man, gives either the father or son names. Nor is the cause of this predicament ever explained, though I can see why McCarthy felt this might be an unnecessary complication and that doing so might distract readers.

Worse, though, the situation the two are in is so relentlessly dire and dark that by the halfway point–which is not much since the book is only 241 pages–I felt inured to the horror and tragedy. The whole time is spent walking, attempting to avoid other people and searching for food and each of these elements is repeated many times. McCarthy would have gotten better marks from me if he’d drastically streamlined the story to a longish short story.

not recommended

Quick Hits: Music, Soccer, TV

Bruce Springsteen will continue his TV promo tour Sunday night on 60 Minutes. I believe this means we are now officially old. Bruce hammers critics of his political activity: “When people think of the Unites States … they don’t think of torture. They don’t think of illegal wiretapping. They don’t think of voter suppression,” Springsteen says on the show.

The Rolling Stones Bigger Bang world tour which just ended grossed over $500 million, the biggest box office total in the concert business history. Nearly 5 million tickets for 144 concerts over a two year stretch, far surpassing U2’s Vertigo tour total of $389 million. Just goes to prove that senior citizens have far more disposable income than any other age group, no matter what the economists say.

Landon Donovan won his fourth US Soccer Player of the Year award in a landslide today with 413 points, nearly 300 ahead of runner-up Tim Howard. While Donovan did lead the American national team in scoring this season and Howard had to split net time with Kasey Keller, Howard’s club results with Everton in the Premier League are light years ahead. The Toffees finished sixth in a far tougher league and qualified for the UEFA Cup while the Galaxy will not even make the playoffs in the MLS.

Fellow Liverpool FC fans, you can now have some fun at the expense of our manager with Fantasy Rafa, a free fantasy sports game where you try to predict what squad Benitez will turn out on any given day. Remember, this is a manager who named different starting XIs for his first 99 matches in charge. Bonus TV alert: The Reds match Sunday v. Tottenham is the only English game being shown live on Fox Soccer this weekend, with an early start at 7:00 a.m. PST.

FootieMap is a really neat use of maps and JavaScript to show the locations of teams in a few dozen of the top dozen pro leagues around the globe. If I have one quibble it would be the default size of the map, which is far larger than my browser window and difficult to navigate.

HBO launched a mini-series this week called Five Days, which tracks what happens when a mother and two young children go missing in the middle of the day. This is a British police procedural, co-produced with the BBC, that seems from the first episode to be in the ranks with or even above such personal favorites as Wire in the Blood and Waking the Dead. New episodes are the next four Tuesday nights but also through HBO On Demand or online, where you can catch the first now.

Sci Fi is everywhere after the success of Heroes. So far I’ve seen two episodes of Chuck and Journeyman and one of Bionic Woman (with the second on the DVR for tonight) and my preference is Chuck followed by Journeyman; BW seems to be going for the same tough modernization that worked so well for Battlestar Galactica which shouldn’t be surprising since the shows are both run by the same man, David Eick. Need to check out Pushing Daisies, which should be easy since ABC put it On Demand.