*Please refer to the previous post.
The new year is always a popular time for making resolutions, turning over a new leaf, starting with a clean slate, or whatever you choose to call it. I’m sure there are more blog posts on January first each year than any other day.
I spent the entire day working, because that is my resolution: I must bring one of my (too) many projects to fruition this year. I hope to blog about the adventure as often as possible. But, if I want to get this post in on time, I must end it here.
Have a happy, healthy, and prosperous 2015!
Jedi Knight or Code Warrior?
I was checking for Java versions on my newly installed Linux Mint Debian Edition. The command ‘which java’ resulted in /usr/bin/java and, like magic, a new character was born. (side rant: Why, in every other *nix command, is the version info given by -v or –version but, in OpenJDK, it’s -version? Pisses me off. Adherence to standards, people!)
I was listening to songs of my youth last night, many were rather sad. I like sad songs. Drinking was not part of the evening’s entertainment because my liver is shot. I can’t have more than a couple of beers without feeling ill. That’s probably a good thing.
Sitting down to the computer this morning, I found YouTube still open in a browser tab, so I played a few more. Mistake. Often, I finish these musical bouts of self-pity and nostalgia with Somewhere Over the Rainbow. Not a huge Judy Garland fan, I just like that song and ,no, I’m not gay. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.
Instead, this morning, my match with melancholy ends with Puff the Magic Dragon. For many, it’s a bittersweet tale of the lost innocence of childhood. It has always been that for me. Afterwards, I took a shower before starting work for the day. I’m in the shower about five minutes (I take long, hot showers), singing Puff,
A dragon lives forever but not so little boys
Painted wings and giant rings make way for other toys.
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.
His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain,
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane.
and when I get to the next line,
Without his life-long friend, Puff could not be brave,
I start crying like a baby. I was completely overwhelmed with grief. It’s been seven years since my brother’s death. My little brother. Most people who knew the six foot Chief of Police had a different image of him, no doubt. But, to me, he was always and will always be my little brother. And when he really needed me most, I wasn’t there for him. People have said many kind things, the usual things people say. You can’t blame yourself, no one could have known. I knew. And I can never forgive myself. I will never stop missing Patrick, my little brother. And I will never sing that damn song again.
Last night, I watched a 60 Minutes episode on CNBC which explored the danger foreign hackers pose to the US, especially to the banking industry, the government, and the power grid. The story (which seemed to be pieced together from stories originally aired on 11/08/09 and 3/27/09) highlighted the rapid spread of the conficker worm, which even infected the station’s network during the production of the show.
They interviewed an exec from a popular security company who, not surprisingly, explained the need for his companies products. The 60 Minutes crew completely fails to explain the best and cheapest way to avoid the danger: don’t use Microsoft Windows. The media never seems to grasp there are alternatives, like Linux, that will protect you from 99% of the malware without the need for special security software. Are these media outfits on the Microsoft and Symantec payroll or are they just not doing a thorough reporting job? The answer is yes to both.
Media ignores Linux because Microsoft is a major advertiser and they don’t want to lose millions of dollars in ad revenue. Another reason is most people producing these stories are ignorant of Linux and the technical issues involved. The OS (operating system) is never even mentioned. Wake up and smell the conspiracy, folks. You can and should ditch Microsoft Windows and use Linux – it’s faster, more secure, and free.
I am often asked why I prefer the Linux operating system (OS) to Microsoft Windows or MacOS. One reason is that I like the concept of free sharing of ideas and information espoused by the Linux community. This is in stark contrast to the vicious, litigious culture of trade secrets fostered by proprietary software producers. Another reason is the ease with which I can configure my Linux desktop to my liking. Using other systems, I’m forced to change the way I work to fit the system.
In an effort to make clear my more objective reasons, I’m putting together a chart comparing Windows, Mac and Linux operating systems. It is a work in progress. I will add points of comparison and update the data as necessary. If you find any errors or have suggestions, please let me know. Obviously, I have a bias in favor of Linux, but I want the chart to be fair and accurate.
I hope this will save me from explaining my preference repeatedly. I also hope this will make it clear to all why Linux is a superior system, demonstrated by a simple comparison of specifications. Of course, as always, I support your right to pay too much money for an inferior product if that makes you happy.
For the first in a series of video updates, I thought I’d warm up with Bony Maroney in my ‘fake-ass Johnny Winter that I haven’t played in years’ style. The slow bit at the end is a transition to the John Lennon cover from his underrated album, Rock n Roll.
My fellow Americans… Happy Independence Day! Hope the holiday weekend has been fun. While we’re busy waving flags, grilling burgers, shooting off fireworks, and shouting “Hooray for US!” let’s remember what this day means.
Today, we celebrate our hard won freedom from an oppressive, tyrannical government which held little regard for the rights of the individual. The many were heavily burdened so a privileged few could benefit. Sound familiar? We won this precious independence by taking up arms and saying, “We’re mad as hell, and we’re not going to take this anymore.”
Just remember that, if we again feel the heavy boot of such would-be kings on our necks, we must be willing to fight again. Enjoy your ball games, your BBQ, your family reunions… and exercise your right to bear arms. Come the revolution brother, you’re on one side or the other.
It’s that time again. Time for a change. I’ve felt this coming for a long time, but it is scary. Partly because I’m not so young anymore. I’m exhausted all the time, in pain every day. I just want relief, not more discomfort. But I know, if there is any hope of getting my life back to good, change I must. Why is it so hard to change, though? In a recent article called Making Change, Dr. Leslie Becker-Phelps suggests the need to develop “compassionate self-awareness.” I like that phrase. It’s the first change I need to make that will enable all the rest.
Change in Relationship Status
I’m becoming single again. I know it is the right thing for both of us, but I’ve never been good at dealing with breakups. I realize I’m hurting her more by extending a relationship that isn’t (and will never be) what she wants, than by ending it. I hope she can see that. I hope we can remain friends. She is a wonderful, loving woman with a bright future and a big heart.
Change in Financial Status
My financial situation is a mess. At my age, with by background, I have little hope of becoming employed again. Perhaps it’s a blessing. I have no patience left and do not suffer fools gladly, even when I’m working for them. I will be exercising my sales muscles, despite my fear and loathing of sales. It’s the only way I can build my online revenue into something livable. Fortunately, it’s something I can do anywhere I have an Internet connection. Which leads me to the scariest part.
Change of Scenery
It’s time to go. I’ve lived in this house (in a state I detest) for five years. That’s twice as long as anywhere else I’ve lived since I was sixteen years old. Wanderlust? No, believe me, I’d much rather settle in somewhere. But where? “LA’s fine but it ain’t home. New York’s home but it ain’t mine no more.” Time has come for a road trip. I have no money, but I can’t delay it any longer. A quarter of a century ago, I left New Jersey with my last (damn small) paycheck in my pocket and the clothes on my back. Put my thumb out on I-95 and I was gone. If I have to, I’ll do the same thing now. It will be hard, no doubt. But staying here is killing me.
Change of Faces
Since the death of my brother in ’06, I’ve been trying to look after my mom. She’s eighty-one now and still manages to push my buttons. My best friend, more like a sister to me, lives here and I will miss her more than words can express. I just can’t stay any longer. There are people and places I want to see before I die. That event isn’t as distant as it once seemed. The time to act is now. Change can be scary. But never changing is death.
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I blame much of this on the use of spell-check utilities as an alternative to proofreading. On a domain name auction site I was viewing this morning, Continue reading