Lawyer-ware
My
company is of course interested in collaboration software. The
problem is the company isn't much interested in collaborating with
anyone. All the software out there seems to do the job of
helping groups of people communicate and share information. The
problem is company A wants company B's information, but doesn't want
to give any information to company B, or as little as possible.
Information is a commodity after all. Business on a whole goes faster
if people share information. It's like having 15 people in a round
boat who all speak different languages and are all pointing
different directions. No one will paddle until every one else
does and then every one wants to go their own way. All collaboration
software does is allow them all to yell at each other. The final
version of the software will not be designed by users, programmers,
communication experts, interface designers, or any one who will
benefit from the software really. The one's who are calling the shots
in collaboration software are the lawyers.
Window
I'm
sitting at work waiting for a process to finish. I'm looking out the
window and I wander who started the whole concept of working. Did one
person work for another non-family member for compensation before
agriculture? There must be a starting point somewhere. The ;line
is blurry now that I think about it. What is compensation?
Cooperative hunting and gathering doesn't count because individuals
work for an extended family, the tribe. Shaman might count because
they received payment for a service. Does paying a shaman count as
homage to a God?
BMW 330i
A
buddy of mine just got a BMW330i this week. It has a light
upgrade and a nice interior. He bought it used from a
dealership for several thousand under
blue-book. We rode over to BW3's for lunch. It rides mice.
I've always thought that BMWs
were pricey for what yo got, but this guy beat the curve.
Space Travel
I
wander what long term space travel will be like. I think of the roomy
spaceships on TV like Star Trek and then add "massive
budget cuts" to the equation. What
comes out is a ship that looks much mori like a World War II
submarine, at least on the
inside. That makes me wander if life on space would feel like
one of those old WW II submarine movies. I
know that I am not the submarine type
of guy. I would probably not make a deep
space exploration team. Just being cooped up
in a small space is bad enough, but there is nowhere to
get away from every one else on the ship. It is
impossible to avoid the assholes. There is no fresh anything.
The recreation is limited. A halo-deck
is not in the budget. You would work
most of the time I'm sure. All of this does not take into account the
fear of being on your own out in the middle of, well, NOWHERE!
I can hear the following exchange.
*captain."
says the first mate. " There is an
un-reparable slow
leak o deck 9 captain. It will
deplete our air supplies in six months. What are your
orders?"
The captain replies cooly
"Abandon ship."
There are
stasis chambers and other mechanisms to
ease the pain of long-term boredom, but I
like the idea of instant travel between points. Two points, no
waiting. The submarine model isn't so bad.
I remember the Russian sub that sank/crashed in the north
Atlantic a couple of years ago. The Russian navy wouldn't let
rescuers near the site. Those men were only 170
or so meters down and there was little hope even if those
Ruskis would have given in to another
country rescuing their crew. Think about
space. When it hits the fan, you will be a bit further than 170m from
fresh air. There is no holding your breath in a
vacuum. The loss of pressure kills
instantly. Not fast enough. You just might live long enough to
experience your eyes exploding. :-( Do you still want to travel to
the stars? I do. It is worth the risk in my opinion.
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