YAOUL (Yet Another Obviously Unconstitutional Law)

It’s official, even if is is unconstitutional. As reported in CNET, it is now illegal to intentionally annoy someone using anonymous Internet-based communications. From Section 113 of the Violence Against Women and Department of Justice Reauthorization Act:

“Whoever…utilizes any device or software that can be used to originate telecommunications or other types of communications that are transmitted, in whole or in part, by the Internet… without disclosing his identity and with intent to annoy, abuse, threaten, or harass any person…who receives the communications…shall be fined under title 18 or imprisoned not more than two years, or both.”

Rest assured that if anyone posts annoying but anoymous comments on my blog, I won’t press charges. And if anyone has a chance to speak to Arlen Spector, you might ask him why he wastes taxpayer money by passing laws that even Clarence Thomas would strike down in a heartbeat.
CLARIFICATION: The actual Sec.113 of the cited bill simply amends the Communications Act of 1934; the “quote” from CNET claims to represent the result of this amendment. The language about “annoying” and “identity” comes from the original bill, as (multiply) amended.
FURTHER CLARIFICATION: Discussions over at BoingBoing seem to suggest that the infamous DMCA already codified much of this, and that this new language is 100% redundant. (I don’t know which is more depressing….) Moreover quite a few lawyers say we’re misreading the statute (though others disagree). In any case, nobody seems particularly surprised by any of this nonsense, and that may be the saddest commentary of all.

Craig Murray

Essential reading. (Just in case anyone had any lingering doubts about whether or not Britain and the US were actually using “extraordinary rendition” to facilitate torture. We need more whistle-blowers like Craig.)

Read 'em and weep

From the Daily Kos:

Counting all of the valid, redundant overvotes that indicated an unambiguous choice for president would give a narrow victory to Gore. Analyzing the invalid, multiple candidate overvotes shows a pattern that suggests probably several thousand additional people were trying to vote for Gore and made an error.

Read the whole thing. The numbers and correlations are pretty compelling.

Focussing

I spent 90 minutes this morning at a focus group marketing survey event. Curiously, I’ve never heard my friends talk about participating in such a thing, nor have I seen blog comments. Perhaps everybody treats the non-disclosure agreement more strictly than I….
I think I can say a few things without violating the NDA. The focus group seemed to be concerned with the relationship between style and function in a certain category of products. I was shown into a room with six large posters, each illustrating various aspects of a different product in that category. It soon became apparent that one of alternatives these corresponded broadly to today’s product, while two represented design extremes (unattractively bland and unattractively overstyled). The remaining three choices were the ones that were really under consideration. Each represented a clear derivation from the existing product along a particular style axis.
I began by filling in a survey, in which various attributes or predicates were described and I had to rate how the attribute applied to each alternative product on a scale, from “completely” to “not at all”. One interesting twist was that many of the scales allowed for ‘overshoot’. For example, if I’d (hypothetically) been asked to rate how “cuddly” the product was, the range might have run from “not at all cuddly” through “neutral”, to “very cuddly”, and then excessively cuddly”. Of course some of the attributes were hard to interpret (my favourite was “bold”!), and I made liberal use of the free-form comment space to describe how I’d interpreted the question.
Next I was shown the functional specs and price of each alternative. After studying these, I completed a slightly shorter survey in which I was asked to pay attention to all aspects of each product: style, features, and price.
All of that took about 50 minutes. I was then interviewed for 25 minutes, during which I had the opportunity to clarify and expand on my survey answers; we also dived into the details of certain aspects of particular products. And before I left, I was shown into a room with a different set of product posters (in a completely different product category) and asked to complete a quick survey on those. Clearly the company was running several parallel focus sessions, and were taking advantage of this to gather some extra data points.
Security seemed tight: no cellphones or other gadgets were permitted, and it was by invitation only. The sponsoring company was never named, but I guessed imediately who it was; during the interview I spent some time relating product style and features to corporate images. The process was very well designed; I felt that they had just the right number of people taking the survey at the same time, and just the right number of support staff. I received $125 for my services; truthfully, I would have done it for nothing, but it felt appropriate to get paid.
I learned one thing about myself. A number of the questions asked about buying intention: if this product was available with these features at this price, would you consider buying it? Usual 7-step spectrum answer, from “would definitely consider” to “definitely would NOT consider”. All of my answers were in the first or last columns – no “maybe” or “neutral” responses. During the interview, I interpreted this as follows: “the market is so full of competitive products that life is just too short to worry about maybes. Either something grabs me and seems worthy of serious attention, or I don’t have time for it.” I guess this is my response to the consumer confusion that comes from rampant choice in so many aspects of life (here in the First World, anyway).
Most enjoyable.

Syriana

Went to see Syriana today, with the fellowship. Brilliant. Simply brilliant. Yes of course it’s complicated and confusing, but that’s its great strength. The politics of oil is complicated. If you prefer simple narratives, unambiguous cause-and-effect, and clear heroes and villains, then stay away. You’ll just be frustrated.
George Clooney is wonderful. His eyes are the only part of him that reveal his reaction to the way his world is crumbling around him. Matt Damon’s portrayal of naivete is superb: his character convinces himself that he’s important, a real player, while all along he doesn’t have a clue about the nature of the forces at work. Both performances are Oscar-worthy.
I have to mention the photography. It’s breathtaking, especially the scenes in Beirut, Tehran, and the Gulf. There were moments when I just wanted to hit PAUSE in order to take in the view.
Above all, this is a film about betrayal – of colleagues, family, friends, country, ideals and oneself. It’s frightening how compelling it is.
(If you’re still confused, even after seeing the film, the entire script is available on the movie website.)

This time last year

As you may have noticed, I’ve added a section to my blog that shows what I was blogging about a year ago. Of course the big thing I was facing back in January 2005 was my upcoming Philosophy of Mind course at Tufts. Since I finished that course in May, I haven’t written much on the subject. But here are my thoughts, just for the record:

  • I had a blast. I enjoyed it tremendously. I’m going to do more. Eventually.
  • It was more time-consuming than I expected. There’s no way I can regularly double up academic and professional work.
  • It helped with my work. It’s good to think in different, and challenging, ways.
  • And with all of that, it still can’t replace the enjoyment and satisfaction that I get from my day job. I’m not one of those who feels, “Oh, if only I could retire from my work so that I could devote myself to my real interests.” So realistically I’m not going to take more formal courses until I find that I have to slow down a bit.
  • And finally, I’m still on all of the philosophy-related email lists, and I’m staying in touch. And reading – of course!

Travel planning: alphabet soup

I’m putting the finishing touches to the itinerary for another extended business trip at the end of this month. Here’s the [amended] sequence of flights: the airport codes you may not recognize are BLR (Bangalore), PNQ (Pune), PRG (Prague), and BJC (Broomfield, CO):
BOS-FRA-BLR; BLR-PNQ; PNQ-BLR-FRA-PRG; PRG-FRA-DEN; BJC-SJC; SJC-LAX; LAX-BOS
As you can see, I’m going to be spending quite a lot of time at the Red Carpet Club at Frankfurt….

Music: Sylvia Tosun

This week I’ve been listening to Jump In by Sylvia Tosun. She’s a New York singer-songwriter, who had a couple of locally well-received recordings a few years ago. She’s now teamed up with the folks from October Project to produce this new album. (I heard about this from a recent OP newsletter.) Most of the songs are co-written with Emil and Julie, and they have that indefinable OP feel to them. However Sylvia has her own strong style and a great voice.
The album is not in stores, AFAIK: you’ll have to order it from her website. Highly recommended.

Writer's unblock

I’ve been blogging less frequently over the last few days, not because there was nothing I wanted to say, but because I felt that I wanted to treat each subject at greater length than I had time – or inspiration – for. But that’s silly: there’s nothing wrong with dashing off an abbreviated blog entry. If comments suggest interest, it’s easy to follow up. I’ll think categorize them as “Quickies”….

Necessity is the mother of all inventions

I love inventors…. people who dream up practical solutions to exasperating problems. Even when the problem is man-made. Here’s a case in point. Riverbend just blogged about the chaotic gasoline supply situation in Baghdad:

People buy black market gasoline because for many, waiting in line five, six, seven… ten hours isn’t an option. We’ve worked out a sort of agreement amongst 4 or 5 houses in the neighborhood. According to a schedule (which is somewhat complicated and involves license plate numbers, number of children per family, etc.), one of us spends the day filling up the car and then the gasoline is distributed between the four or five involved neighbors.
The process of extracting the gasoline from the car itself once it is back at the house was a rather disgusting and unhealthy one up until nearly a year ago. A hose was inserted into the gasoline tank and one of they unlucky neighbors would suck on it until the first surge of gasoline came flowing out. Now, thanks to both local and Chinese ingenuity, we have miniature gasoline pumps to suck out the gasoline. “The man who invented these,” My cousin once declared emotionally, holding the pump up like a trophy, “deserves a Nobel Prize in… something or another.”