tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32101372024-03-05T21:58:18.703-05:00hitched to everythingthe thoughts of one Robert Stribley, who plans to contribute his dispatches with characteristic infrequencyAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.comBlogger1481125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-90053994438084568562015-01-02T17:11:00.001-05:002015-01-04T10:18:17.982-05:00Favorite Reads from 2014<div style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
Read some great books this past year. I'd say these were my favorite … 6:</div>
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<b>Open City by Teju Cole</b><br />
Beautiful immigrant novel about a Nigerian doctor and flaneur on the streets of New York with an unexpected twist</div>
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<b>This Machine Kills Secrets by Andy Greenberg</b><br />
Excellent non-fiction about the history of leaks in general and Wikileaks, specifically, primarily the rise of digital leaks, hactivism and cypherpunks.</div>
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<b>What We Talk About When We Talk About Anne Frank by Nathan Englander</b><br />
Superlative short fiction which examines the Jewish experience, both religious and secular, in the past and present, here in the United States and in Israel.</div>
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<b>Look at Me by Jennifer Egan</b><br />
The shifting of a woman’s identity after a car accident leaves her unrecognizable to most people.</div>
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<b>Under the Skin by Michel Faber</b><br />
Tour de force satire about an unusual woman stalking male hitchhikers in Scotland. Also made into the great flick by Jonathan Glazer. Not for all tastes, it’s a disturbing read in a way I probably haven’t experienced since reading Will Self’s scathing Great Apes years ago.</div>
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<b>Where Men Win Glory: The Odyssey of Pat Tillman by Jon Krakauer</b><br />
Not just a tribute to the heroic spirit of Pat Tillman and how the Bush administration abused his life and service, but also a detailed account of our fumblings as a nation in Afghanistan and how we created the complicated quagmire we ended up wading into.</div>
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I'd also recommend Lowboy by John Wray and The Steel Spring by Per Wahlöö.</div>
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How about you? Any recommendations?</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-72745090714240733892013-09-11T23:54:00.001-04:002013-09-12T00:16:45.326-04:00The Distance Between Us <iframe frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1189718059/the-distance-between-us/widget/video.html" width="480"> </iframe>
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This is the full text of the Inauguration poem by Richard Blanco, delivered today - Via the <a href="http://www.2013pic.org/">57th Presidential Inauguration</a> site<br />
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<b>One Today</b><br />
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One sun rose on us today, kindled over our shores,<br />
peeking over the Smokies, greeting the faces<br />
of the Great Lakes, spreading a simple truth<br />
across the Great Plains, then charging across the Rockies.<br />
One light, waking up rooftops, under each one, a story<br />
told by our silent gestures moving behind windows.<br />
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My face, your face, millions of faces in morning’s mirrors,<br />
each one yawning to life, crescendoing into our day:<br />
pencil-yellow school buses, the rhythm of traffic lights,<br />
fruit stands: apples, limes, and oranges arrayed like rainbows<br />
begging our praise. Silver trucks heavy with oil or paper—<br />
bricks or milk, teeming over highways alongside us,<br />
on our way to clean tables, read ledgers, or save lives—<br />
to teach geometry, or ring-up groceries as my mother did<br />
for twenty years, so I could write this poem.<br />
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All of us as vital as the one light we move through,<br />
the same light on blackboards with lessons for the day:<br />
equations to solve, history to question, or atoms imagined,<br />
the “I have a dream” we keep dreaming,<br />
or the impossible vocabulary of sorrow that won’t explain<br />
the empty desks of twenty children marked absent<br />
today, and forever. Many prayers, but one light<br />
breathing color into stained glass windows,<br />
life into the faces of bronze statues, warmth<br />
onto the steps of our museums and park benches 2<br />
as mothers watch children slide into the day.<br />
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One ground. Our ground, rooting us to every stalk<br />
of corn, every head of wheat sown by sweat<br />
and hands, hands gleaning coal or planting windmills<br />
in deserts and hilltops that keep us warm, hands<br />
digging trenches, routing pipes and cables, hands<br />
as worn as my father’s cutting sugarcane<br />
so my brother and I could have books and shoes.<br />
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The dust of farms and deserts, cities and plains<br />
mingled by one wind—our breath. Breathe. Hear it<br />
through the day’s gorgeous din of honking cabs,<br />
buses launching down avenues, the symphony<br />
of footsteps, guitars, and screeching subways,<br />
the unexpected song bird on your clothes line.<br />
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Hear: squeaky playground swings, trains whistling,<br />
or whispers across café tables, Hear: the doors we open<br />
for each other all day, saying: hello| shalom,<br />
buon giorno |howdy |namaste |or buenos días<br />
in the language my mother taught me—in every language<br />
spoken into one wind carrying our lives<br />
without prejudice, as these words break from my lips.<br />
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One sky: since the Appalachians and Sierras claimed<br />
their majesty, and the Mississippi and Colorado worked<br />
their way to the sea. Thank the work of our hands:<br />
weaving steel into bridges, finishing one more report<br />
for the boss on time, stitching another wound 3<br />
or uniform, the first brush stroke on a portrait,<br />
or the last floor on the Freedom Tower<br />
jutting into a sky that yields to our resilience.<br />
<br />
One sky, toward which we sometimes lift our eyes<br />
tired from work: some days guessing at the weather<br />
of our lives, some days giving thanks for a love<br />
that loves you back, sometimes praising a mother<br />
who knew how to give, or forgiving a father<br />
who couldn’t give what you wanted.<br />
<br />
We head home: through the gloss of rain or weight<br />
of snow, or the plum blush of dusk, but always—home,<br />
always under one sky, our sky. And always one moon<br />
like a silent drum tapping on every rooftop<br />
and every window, of one country—all of us—<br />
facing the stars<br />
hope—a new constellation<br />
waiting for us to map it,<br />
waiting for us to name it—togetherAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-12948842788690907772012-12-02T22:50:00.000-05:002013-09-12T00:41:33.800-04:00The Free Market & Family ValuesI wonder if those people who loudly embrace both traditional "family values" and free-market capitalism give much thought to how capitalism actually mandates the family structure. For example, it apparently takes two people to work to own one home nowadays or to pay the rent, but companies haven't exactly gone out of their way to help families deal with growing issues like, how to care for your children and hold two full-time jobs down at once. Meanwhile, we work harder, longer hours.<br />
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The older I get the more I think blind faith in the tenets and strictures of capitalism impacts our daily lives in myriad debilitating ways.
We've a fundamentalist's respect for capitalism in our society, which ignores its affect on family, workplace, politics, religion, and our sense of purpose.
And, obviously, our fundamentalist's reverence for capitalism has a tremendous, deleterious affect upon our politics. As we're currently witnessing. We've a political party that would rather see us sail off the edge of a "fiscal cliff" rather than simply raise taxes on those who can most easily afford it. The so-called "job-makers." Those people who'd have no money if they're employees didn't design, develop and distribute their products on their behalf.<br />
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We've been brainwashed not to question the authority of the capitalist system. We should work harder, for less money (relatively), even as those in the upper echelons of the agencies, which employ us enjoy historically high incomes. That's not an exaggeration. <a href="http://www.epi.org/publication/ib331-ceo-pay-top-1-percent/">CEO wages have increased 725% since 1978</a>. Everyone else's? 5.7%.<br />
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Furthermore, computers, email, teleconferencing, and many other digital tools allow us to crank out far more work, to be far more productive in a day than we've ever been able to do in the history of humanity (this sounds grandiose, but it's literally true). Although we supposedly have a 40-hour work week, many of us work far longer, and as salaried employees we get paid for a 40-hour work week but get little, generally nothing for exceeding that 40-hour work week again and again and again. But we seldom complain. We work on.<br />
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We apparently do it in the name of pursuing happiness. Yet, as <a href="http://www.fastcoexist.com/1679289/happiness-is-the-ultimate-economic-indicator">this article</a> points out, happiness actually peaks at a modest income level.
“[Governments] that stick to GDP growth as their primary measure of national well-being will be forced to find increasingly inventive ways to explain their failure to very unhappy voters.” Still, we've learned to push and push and push, ever chasing the carrot, seldom remembering it's intentionally being tugged away, every time we're about to close in for the reward.<br />
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It's almost as if, to pull a well-worn example from popular culture, which nonetheless rings true, it's almost as if, we're working within The Matrix. A matrix, anyway. One where we've been conditioned to accept a reality that hardly corresponds with the fantasy we're sold by the most dogmatic free market advocates and by the extraordinarily successful and competitive world of commercialized industry. So we work and buy, buy and work. Day in and day out. Day in and day out. Day in and day out.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-89923877783413707912012-09-22T19:44:00.001-04:002013-01-15T17:57:56.492-05:00Recent Writing: How to Get Into IARecently I wrote a post for the Onward Search Blog, which detailed my thoughts on how to break into the field of information architecture. It's entitled <a href="http://blog.onwardsearch.com/2012/08/information-architecture-a-guerilla-guide-to-breaking-in/">Information Architecture: A Guerrilla Guide to Breaking In</a>.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-90183757104295563142012-08-25T19:45:00.001-04:002012-08-25T20:37:09.914-04:00R.I.P. Neil Armstrong, 1930-2012<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsxvgartxdHBexe4IedRgEdJ6KveP6_VWs4mfCPCArL3bSUk7tIZ5xoztDNnt41tVYayMKcRjXsFWJG8bLHAPDurmxjucF6YzOfF-bosj2EO70-T9sdEL0YCRXrasXOFFTDKHd/s1600/neilarm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="250" width="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsxvgartxdHBexe4IedRgEdJ6KveP6_VWs4mfCPCArL3bSUk7tIZ5xoztDNnt41tVYayMKcRjXsFWJG8bLHAPDurmxjucF6YzOfF-bosj2EO70-T9sdEL0YCRXrasXOFFTDKHd/s400/neilarm.jpg" /></a>
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"It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn't feel like a giant. I felt very, very small." - Neil Armstrong
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Rest in Peace.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-72962781724468364422012-05-25T09:47:00.000-04:002012-05-25T10:13:29.929-04:00What Makes for a Nemesis?<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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Yesterday, <a href="https://twitter.com/#!/rlovinger">Rachel Lovinger</a> and I were discussing what the characteristics of a nemesis, partly inspired by an essay Rachel read by Chuck Klosterman entitled "<a href="http://www.esquire.com/features/ESQ0404-APR_AMERICA">The Importance of Being Hated</a>." In other words, we wondered, how would someone qualify to be your nemesis? We came up with the following thoughts.<br />
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A nemesis:<br />
<ol>
<li>Should be someone who people might normally assume you'd be friends with because of what you have in common</li>
<li>Should be someone you have respect, or at least grudging respect for, due to your respective strengths, weaknesses, and interests (nemeses may likely operate within the same field</li>
<li>Was a childhood or long-time friend, but you and your nemesis eventually had a parting of ways</li>
<li>Cannot just be an arch enemy. Wile E. Coyote is not the nemesis of Road Runner. They are simply mortal enemies</li>
<li>Is like the other side of a coin, making nemeses inseparable, perhaps meaning that someone could only ever have a single nemesis. (However, are numbers 5 and 6 below an exception? Or is Jay Leno simply evil enough to be a nemesis to two individuals?)</li>
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Who would qualify then as famous nemeses?<br />
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Arguably the following:<br />
<ol>
<li>Sherlock Holmes and Moriaty</li>
<li>Superman and the Lex Luthor</li>
<li>Professor X and Magneto</li>
<li>Seinfeld and Newman</li>
<li>Stalin and Trotsky</li>
<li>Bill Gates and Steve Jobs</li>
<li>Larry Bird and Magic Johnson</li>
<li>Conan O'Brien and Jay Leno</li>
<li>David Letterman and Jay Leno</li>
</ol>
In his essay, Klosterman argues that The Joker is Batman's nemesis, but I'm not buying it. I don't see the Batman as admiring the Joker, who simply thrived on chaos and insanity. See <a href="http://www.esquire.com/features/ESQ0404-APR_AMERICA">Klosterman's essay</a>, however, for more characteristics of what makes for a nemesis and for how to distinguish between a nemesis and an arch enemy. It's quite entertaining.<br />
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Who do you think also qualifies?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-45392699655812823522012-04-24T10:35:00.001-04:002012-04-24T10:43:09.453-04:00You Don't Own Your Tweets?This may prove <a href="http://paidcontent.org/2012/04/24/ows-protestor-doesnt-own-his-tweets-judge-rules/">an important case</a>: Staten Island Judge Sciarrino Jr. has just ruled that an Occupy Wall Street protester can’t complain that the police searched his tweets, not only because they’re public (fair enough) but also because he doesn’t own them. It'll be interesting to see what if anything Twitter says about this ruling. Twitter has previously warned folks when the authorities were reviewing their tweets. <br>
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The fact(?) that you don’t own your tweets though, if true, would seem to have <i>potential</i> ramifications for anyone wanting to repurpose their tweets or monetize them. By the judge's logic, do all photographers who upload their photos to Flickr lose ownership of them? After all, this is his flippant regard for the idea that anyone's data has a "home"on the Internet: <blockquote>As a user, we may think that storage space to be like a “virtual home,” and with that strong privacy protection similar to our physical homes. However, that “home” is a block of ones and zeroes stored somewhere on someone’s computer. As a consequence, some of our most private information is sent to third parties and held far away on remote network servers.
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Now, Twitter may not care what you do with your own tweets. Still, this doesn’t seem like a helpful precedent. Does it mean that anyone could publish a collection of someone else's tweets, for example? That might be good news for some people, I suppose.
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Also, an interesting side note: Judge Sciarrino was disciplined in 2009 for attempting to friend on Facebook lawyers who were scheduled to appear before him.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-14000784937518822952012-03-18T16:23:00.003-04:002012-03-18T16:25:42.683-04:00Flex Is Kings<br>
<iframe frameborder="0" height="360px" src="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/deidre/flex-is-kings/widget/video.html" width="480px"></iframe><br>
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So many great projects to support on Kickstarter. The site's really creating a renaissance for artists who've had no outlet before.
Count Flex Is Kings as another great one in the making, certainly worthy of your support.
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<a href="https://twitter.com/#!/FlexIsKings">Twitter</a> | <a href="https://www.facebook.com/FlexIsKings">Facebook</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-21600206146099063372012-03-13T11:32:00.000-04:002012-03-13T12:23:21.591-04:00Recent Professional Writing<br>Something I've been meaning to do for a while. Here's a listing of my recent professional writing.
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<ul>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/1093/2012/02/28/to-tweet-perchance-to-dream-three-twitter-myths-dismissed/">To
Tweet, Perchance to Dream: Dismissing Three Twitter Myths</a>,"
<strong>Scatter/Gather</strong>, February 28, 2012</li>
<li>Interview: "<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/1080/2012/02/02/sxsw-2012-qa-matthew-diffee/">SXSW
2012 Q&A: Matthew Diffee</a>," <strong>Scatter/Gather</strong>, February 2,
2012</li>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/1031/2011/10/07/autofail-how-apple%E2%80%99s-autocorrect-teaches-bad-english/">Autofail:
How Apple's Autocorrect Teaches Bad English</a>,"
<strong>Scatter/Gather</strong>, October 7, 2011</li>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/934/2011/02/07/how-egypt-got-her-voice-back/">How
Egypt Got Her Voice Back</a>," <strong>Scatter/Gather</strong>, February 7,
2011</li>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/918/2010/12/30/your-content-is-showing/">Your
Content Is Showing</a>," <strong>Scatter/Gather</strong>, December 30, 2010</li>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/885/2010/10/15/sketching-out-of-the-box/">Robosketching
for the People</a>," <strong>Scatter/Gather</strong>, October 15, 2010</li>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/841/2010/07/22/a-bah-bah-bah-blog-blunder-2/">A
Bah-Bah-Bah Blog Blunder</a>?" <strong>Scatter/Gather</strong>, July 22, 2010</li>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/789/2010/03/18/cheaper-than-a-bag-of-popcorn/">Cheaper
Than a Bag of Popcorn</a>," <strong>Scatter/Gather</strong>, March 18, 2010</li>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/756/2010/01/12/order-out-of-nothingness-tagging-101/">Order
Out of Nothingness: Tagging 101</a>," <strong>Scatter/Gather</strong>, January
12, 2010</li>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/724/2009/11/13/news-that%E2%80%99s-fit-to-tweet/">News
That's Fit to Tweet</a>?" <strong>Scatter/Gather</strong>, November 13, 2009</li>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/654/2009/08/03/blinded-by-content-bliss/">Blinded
by Content Bliss</a>," <strong>Scatter/Gather</strong>, August 3, 2009</li>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/650/2009/07/28/here-comes-user-generated-content/">Here
Comes User-Generated Content</a>," <strong>Scatter/Gather</strong>, July 28,
2009</li>
<li>"<a href="http://www.razorfish.com/#/ideas/reports-and-papers/white-papers/view-all/">Cultivating
Effective User-Generated Content</a>," With Bob Maynard,
<strong>Razorfish.com</strong>, July 2009 [<a href="http://robertstribley.com/Cultivating_Effective_User-Generated_Content.pdf">pdf</a>]</li>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/587/2009/04/22/crowdsourcing-content/">Crowdsourcing Content</a>," <strong>Scatter/Gather,</strong> April 22, 2009</li>
<li>"<a href="http://www.headlightblog.com/2009/03/auto-promotion-using-twitter-in-the-automotive-industry/">Auto promotion: Using Twitter in the automotive
industry</a>," <strong>Headlight Blog</strong>, March
30, 2009</li>
<li>"<a href="http://scattergather.razorfish.com/388/2009/03/12/to-fabricate-or-not-to-fabricate/">To Fabricate or Not to Fabricate</a>," <strong>Scatter/Gather,</strong> March 12, 2009</li>
<li>"<a href="http://www.razorfish.com/#/ideas/reports-and-papers/white-papers/view-all">Mind Your Micoblogging Manners</a>,"
<strong>Slant</strong>, December 2008 [<a href="http://slant.razorfish.com/1-09_slant/Micro.pdf">pdf</a>]</li>
<li>"<a href="http://www.headlightblog.com/2008/10/let-em-talk-how-dealership-employees-use-message-boards-and-what-can-be-learned-from-them/">Let ‘em talk: How dealership employees use message boards and what can be learned
from them</a>," <strong>Headlight Blog</strong>, October 28, 2008</li>
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Just saw the excellent guerrilla documentary <a href="http://www.thisisnotafilm.net/">This Is Not a Film</a> by and about the Iranian filmmaker Jafar Panahi.
Panahi is under house arrest and was when he made this film. He was told he could direct or script films, so he made this documentary in his apartment in a single day and had it smuggled out of Iran on a USB drive in a cake. He's currently under threat of 6 years in prison, plus an additional 20 years in which he's not supposed to make films. Which makes this documentary quite a brilliant middle finger leveled at the Iranian government.
A must-see for fans of film-making, Iranian film, Iranian culture, protest and anyone who decries censorship.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-69102440745894778932012-02-10T18:07:00.000-05:002012-03-13T12:24:07.037-04:00Updated: I Was a Twenty Something Gay Basher<br>Several years ago, I wrote a post here entitled <a href="http://stribs.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-was-twen-something-gay-basher.html">I Was a Twenty Something Gay Basher</a>, which quickly laid out my thoughts on gay rights and my own evolution from a pretty homophobic youth into a vocal gay rights advocate.
Recently, I was given the opportunity to develop that theme at length and the results can be read over on the <a href="http://lgbt-bju.org/">LGBT-BJU</a> blog. Yes, that's a site for Lesbian, Gay, Bi, and Transgender alumni of Bob Jones University.
Here's <a href="http://lgbt-bju.org/2012/02/10/twenty-something-gay-basher/">my much-expanded piece</a>, which I hope will be a source of encouragement to LGBT people struggling within and coming out of fundamentalism.
An excerpt:
<blockquote>I don’t remember how the subject of homosexuality even came up, but one Sunday morning on the way to breakfast at the Bob Jones University dining common, I told one of my friends that “gays ought to be lined up and shot.”
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“Oh, you mean people like my brother?” my friend replied. I literally stopped in my tracks. I don’t remember how I responded, but I do remember I instantly understood I was in the wrong. Those two sentences between friends proved a catalyst to me. The frankness of my friend’s response to my words shocked me into realizing how I sounded. I knew his brother, knew he was likely gay and still I had made this incredibly callous comment. Nonetheless, my friend’s frank yet polite response had an extraordinary impact: It coupled my vulgar generalization to the specific humanity of one single person. Someone I knew. Someone I most certainly wouldn’t want to see “lined up and shot.” That remark made me instantly aware of an inconsistency in my thinking. So I began to think further and having begun to think, I couldn’t turn back.
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I’m horrified that I ever spoke those words. I was 20 years old at the time. So why admit to them now? To underline the fact that at one time I was very anti-gay, so anti-gay that I would’ve have thought the very word “homophobic” nothing more than politically correct propaganda. Part of the “gay agenda.”
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Sadly, my words wouldn’t have been terribly out of place at Bob Jones University. If many people there may not have used the same words, many also would not have disagreed entirely with the sentiment. To this day, my alma mater stands by its belief that homosexuality is an “unnatural affection,” an “abomination,” a “sinful lifestyle choice.” I’ve moved on, changed my opinions on this issue. The school has not. So it’s somewhat ironic that as a freshman student at BJU, I began a journey of the mind, which lead me away from such deeply-ingrained homophobia.</blockquote>
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I was stunned the other day when <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/V%C3%A1clav_Havel">Václav Havel</a> died just three days after Christopher Hitchens.
<br><br>Havel had a huge influence on me in my 20s, when I was still a college students, studying journalism and politics. I became more aware of him in about 1992, studying in a Political Journalism program at Georgetown. There I became friends with a Polish journalist, who eventually sent me a signed photo of Havel. I read Havel's writings at the time, and, yes, he too, was another huge influence on me at the time, as I was beginning my journey away from the religious fundamentalism of my upbringing. That the ancestors on my mother's side came from Bohemia - which is now part of the Chzech Republic - also deepened my interest in Havel's homeland. I eventually went to study Czech Culture for a month at Charles University in Prague and I left Prague seriously considering whether I might want to move there myself.
<br><br>A brilliant, kind, creative man. A playwright, poet and essayist. A faithful and effective <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Letters-Olga-June-1979-September-1982/dp/0805009736/ref=sr_1_8?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1324564567&sr=1-8">letter writer</a>. A political dissident and human rights advocate. He earned the respect of his countrymen and proved too good to be a very effective President. In other words, he hung onto his soul.
<br><br>To contrast him with Hitchens (if we have to), Havel seemed to be all the brilliance without the bitterness than spoiled Hitchens for so many. Something else that he had in common with Hitch, though, aside from the obvious love for literature and writing? He loved a good drink. Which reminds me of the one time I interacted, if briefly, with Havel.
<br><br>In December 2006, shortly after I moved to New York, Havel was here to accept an award he'd won years earlier, but couldn't accept because he was in jail. The band Uncle Moon with Michelle Shocked was playing Velvet Underground's entire "Banana" album at Joe's Pub in the East Village in <a href="http://www.untitledtheater.com/havel/weeks/five.html">tribute</a> to Havel, and it was rumored that the great man himself might be there. I lived walking distance away, but didn't have tickets. Nonetheless, I walked up there from 3rd Street, only for the doorman to tell me the event had sold out. Then, he told me since the event was probably mostly over, I could go in anyway and stand at the bar. I did that and noticed Havel sitting at the table immediately in front of me. I shamelessly took a photo at the time, one which didn't turn out terribly well, though I remember his profile was discernible. The show did end before much longer and as Havel filed past me, he stumbled, righted himself, and I offered a steadying hand to his shoulder as he filed by in close quarters. I never heard him speak in person, never got to speak with him (I did speak briefly with Hitch). No, the moment was entirely human, entirely anonymous. It could've happened the same way if I hadn't even known who he was.
<br><br>My fiancee and I are traveling to Prague for Christmas this year and staying both in and near Old Town Square, so I imagine we'll see a few tributes to Havel. For me, it'll be a moment of coming full circle with someone, one of those few people, who rose not only to become great, but remained greatly authentic.
<br><br>Na zdraví, Václav!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-77509367379414953122011-12-16T01:28:00.000-05:002012-03-13T12:26:05.749-04:00R.I.P. Christopher Hitchens<br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm51R6RTPMfFt2fNXH2pAB_rPOfy2wgGopVF0eJ4ND7951_V_NqVdYUFxzZ5Rv3sRtlPon7Gm2AWDwmI1UzLNeiQtZ6uoaeSrzKYPvhPj5O21lYTjm-ZjuDow1SyT6zqzWgW4q/s1600/hitchens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="286" width="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm51R6RTPMfFt2fNXH2pAB_rPOfy2wgGopVF0eJ4ND7951_V_NqVdYUFxzZ5Rv3sRtlPon7Gm2AWDwmI1UzLNeiQtZ6uoaeSrzKYPvhPj5O21lYTjm-ZjuDow1SyT6zqzWgW4q/s320/hitchens.jpg" /></a>
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Christopher Hitchens has died. Already. No one can say he didn't rage against the dying of the light. But what a loss.
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He was certainly one of the handful of writers who left a permanent impact upon my life. An extraordinary mind, a scathing wit, with a voluminous vocabulary. Compelling even when I believed him wrong. A fine exemplar of the pen as mightier than the sword.
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His writing came at a point in my life, in my early twenties, when because of the environment I found myself within, I felt that my burgeoning thoughts about the world around me were in a distinct minority. When I knew no one who I could share my doubts with. He was an illuminating discovery for me then, along with a few other great minds, living and deceased, who helped me learn there was another way to look at the world, one which still roiled with majesty and meaning. Who shone a light into my life, and helped me to walk away from the darkness with the confidence that I was not alone.
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Christopher Hitchens - 1949 - 2011.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-6998343148390309672011-12-14T09:31:00.001-05:002012-03-13T12:26:17.916-04:00Jennifer Egan on Social Media<br>Jennifer Egan on the transactions we make in order to participate in social media:
<blockquote>He never could quite forget that every byte of information he’d posted online (favorite color, vegetable, sexual position) was stored in the databases of multinationals who swore they would never, ever use it—that he was owned, in other words, having sold himself unthinkingly at the very point in his life when he’d felt most subversive
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- Jennifer Egan, A Visit from the Goon Squad</blockquote>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-7147623165899458932011-12-12T09:41:00.000-05:002012-03-13T12:26:33.948-04:00Sharansky on Dissent<br>I'm thinking about dissent today and came across these thoughts from human rights activist Natan Sharansky, which ring especially true to me.
<blockquote>Will dissent be permitted? The answer to that question will determine whether the society is a free society or a fear society.<br>
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Fear societies are societies in which dissent is banned.<br>
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People may believe that there can be a society where dissent is not permitted, but which is nonetheless not a fear society because everyone agrees with one another and therefore no one wants to dissent.<br>
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If a person cannot walk into the middle of the town square and express his or her views without fear of arrest, imprisonment, or physical harm, then that person is living in a fear society, not a free society. We cannot rest until every person living in a "fear society" has finally won their freedom.<br>
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- Natan Sharansky
</blockquote>Here's <a href="http://www.pbs.org/newshour/bb/entertainment/jan-june05/case_2-9.html">an interview</a> PBS Newshour did with Sharansky about his book, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Case-Democracy-Freedom-Overcome-Tyranny/dp/1586482610">The Case for Democracy</a>.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-8472226329516001502011-10-16T09:09:00.000-04:002012-03-13T12:23:08.955-04:00Photography: Painted Streets<br>
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Nice work by my brother Christopher Stribley aka <a href="http://twitter.com/#!/plasticrobot">PlasticRobot</a>: He recently debuted his book of street art photography on Blurb.com.
<a href="http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2544437">See it/buy</a> it here.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-67862217869139439242011-10-16T00:15:00.000-04:002011-10-16T09:13:02.901-04:00Photos: Occupy Wall Street<br>
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I'm currently uploading <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/stribs/tags/occupywallstreet/">a series of photos</a> I took at Occupy Wall Street yesterday and today. The protests are in interesting thing to behold. There's a variety of different types of people there: hippies and hipsters, sure, but also war veterans, union workers, elderly people, and folks from all other walks of life. It's crowded but not terribly dirty. I saw several people cleaning up at the time. There's a volunteer medic tent and library, and they were serving up food for $2 a plate, I think. I also saw people getting free haircuts and suits in order to join a protest march to Times Square today. Whatever you think of the "occupation," it's a fascinating thing to behold and I feel fortunate to be able to witness it first hand, whether I agree with every point being made or not.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-7195621193349368502011-10-05T23:30:00.000-04:002011-10-16T09:17:56.097-04:00RIP Steve Jobs<br><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWoYkYtj-1xK_DYVJ5mxwxMpOv14a5MTnT6nGfK7SK73dkExbY74W3LgZjcqUCAzCrJgAc7vTOWxxfz7qlsSglrlONDTqUF_XzzDOUMipbtZNIjvbryTLHu9OSnt071PupFMqt/s320/steve-jobs.jpg" width="255" />
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"No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."
- Steve Jobs</blockquote>
from the prepared text of <a href="http://news.stanford.edu/news/2005/june15/jobs-061505.html">the Commencement address delivered by Steve Jobs</a>, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, on June 12, 2005Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-35841800377495016642011-06-04T00:53:00.000-04:002011-10-16T09:18:49.120-04:00Plastic Robot Kickstarter Project<iframe frameborder="0" height="380px" src="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/christopherplastic/plastic-robot-plans-to-plastic-wrap-the-town/widget/card.html" width="220px"></iframe><br><br />
Help fund my brother's Kickstarter project. He's raising money towards the supplies for his August show here in New York.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-59523278381489351202011-01-08T23:06:00.004-05:002011-10-16T09:19:25.997-04:00In Memoriam<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ0nb85RHtGgWiCvfGJBwZkW_Ej8jveOriNdYxppjOafLNlm2M2n26pYQCVkIGilrlW0Om3jFK9bDUtg7BzitwRYxIWevB1l7bRZXffPjSXjx2EKax-qLBlb88d8VU5gahSTNP/s1600/BeBrave.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="1" height="239" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ0nb85RHtGgWiCvfGJBwZkW_Ej8jveOriNdYxppjOafLNlm2M2n26pYQCVkIGilrlW0Om3jFK9bDUtg7BzitwRYxIWevB1l7bRZXffPjSXjx2EKax-qLBlb88d8VU5gahSTNP/s320/BeBrave.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Just moments after hearing about <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/01/09/us/politics/09giffords.html?_r=1&hp">the tragic shootings</a> in Arizona today, I saw the following scrawled on the subway wall at the Hoyt-Schermerhorn subway station here in Brooklyn. Regardless of the outcome or reason behind today's events, they seem an appropriate response to the mindless violence.<br />
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People who seek to execute those they disagree with are the enemies of democracy and free speech, regardless of what party they align themselves with. People commit such atrocities, apparently, when they're incapable of articulating or defending their beliefs. Either that or they're seriously, mentally disturbed.<br />
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At least <a href="http://www.npr.org/2011/01/08/132764367/congresswoman-shot-in-arizona">six people died</a> in these attacks. May they rest in peace.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-27801828872576199152010-11-06T16:12:00.002-04:002011-10-16T09:13:44.740-04:00I Was Wrong<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/onaXs5JaLmM?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/onaXs5JaLmM?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />I was proud recently to participate in Razorfish New York's own "It Gets Better" video, part of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/itgetsbetterproject">the series</a> initated by <a href="http://www.itgetsbetterproject.com/">Dan Savage's effort</a>. <br /><br />I had some notes I referred to and understandably, with so many involved, a lot had to be edited out for the video to be edited tightly. I'm posting them here in case they help anyone to see that you can change your mind on this issue. My notes then, somewhat updated for clarity's sake:<br /><br />- I grew up within a belief system that wasn't very tolerant to gay people or gay rights<br />- In my early 20s, I attended a very conservative college where these beliefs were reinforced, daily<br />- I was talking with a friend one day when I made a very nasty remark about gay people<br />- It was so inappropriate, I don't even want to repeat it today <br />- He replied, you mean people like my brother?<br />- That really took me back because I was confronted with the reality of his brother's existence instead of whatever stereotype of a gay person I had in my head<br />- That began a process of thinking for me and as the years went by and after a lot of reading, I became a supporter of gay rights<br />- If you're watching this and you disagree with me about gay rights, please do challenge yourself to read up on the subject - and especially challenge yourself to read the thoughts and opinions of people who disagree with you<br />- If you're watching this and you're a young gay person, please know that people can and do change their opinions on this issue. I did<br />- Also, I know many gay people who grew up in environments that were unkind to gay people and they're doing fine now. I work with many such talented and intelligent people every day<br />- Things really do get better<br /><br />I also wrote a post several years ago, which <a href="http://stribs.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-was-twenty-something-gay-basher.html">tells the story</a> I allude to above more explicitly. I ain't proud of it. <br /><br />If I could make one suggestion to Dan Savage to add his project, it'd be this: How about a channel for straight people, explaining why they concluded they were wrong about their beliefs and how they came to be gay rights supporters.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-25212479722884957782010-10-20T10:22:00.001-04:002011-10-16T09:20:05.348-04:00SpiritDay 2010<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8CIilD4k_uTeBTcJL_rT-bXHBHG6WhS9hm00wKm4Vptan69GVlIiSyefPRMoX7q36WCGWCuvJmur-Wl2eCQPWDQ-eyvRCMRp-RUJbqp53Vc-4yVBS1ld8h9kwnrwhzpdOCLSD/s1600/spiritday200x200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8CIilD4k_uTeBTcJL_rT-bXHBHG6WhS9hm00wKm4Vptan69GVlIiSyefPRMoX7q36WCGWCuvJmur-Wl2eCQPWDQ-eyvRCMRp-RUJbqp53Vc-4yVBS1ld8h9kwnrwhzpdOCLSD/s1600/spiritday200x200.jpg" /></a></div><br><br />In solidarity with all my gay and lesbian friends.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.usatoday.com/news/nation/2010-10-19-gay-teens-purple_N.htm">USA Today</a> - Youths, adults sign on to wear purple, support gay teens<br /><a href="http://www.glaad.org/spiritday">GLAAD</a> - Tools for supporting SpiritDayAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-81433880005215293702010-10-18T18:54:00.009-04:002010-10-18T20:07:44.472-04:00Subway Poem 15To behold actual human zombies<br />Simply stand at the edge of a New York City subway platform<br />Then watch them shamble towards you<br />Hurrying to insert themselves between you and the oncoming train<br />Arms flailing, legs awkwardly flapping<br />They must. Reach. The vessel.<br />As the doors slide open, they crash by you<br />And into the carriage ahead of you<br />Collapsing through the exiting citizenry<br />To seize a seat or a position<br />To be first<br />Pity the frail human in their way<br /><br />10/18/10<br /><br />*this is my first subway poem actually published to the Web from the subway: as the B train crossed Manhattan BridgeAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3210137.post-68853793281609280262010-10-06T17:08:00.001-04:002010-10-06T17:08:33.995-04:00Music for WireframingThe right music can really help me get into flow while on working on something, especially when wireframing. Here's some of the stuff I listen to the most when wireframing, hand-picked to be less intrusive, but not all of it falling into ambient territory. Somewhat verified by <a href="http://www.last.fm/user/stribs/charts?rangetype=overall&subtype=artists">my Last.fm profile</a>. And in no particular order ...<br /><br />1. Burial <br />2. Brian Eno<br />3. Hans Zimmer - Inception Soundtrack<br />4. Underworld<br />5. Cinematic Orchestra<br />6. Massive Attack<br />7. LCD Soundsystem<br />8. James Newton Howard - Michael Clayton Soundtrack<br />9. Nine Inch Nails - Ghosts I-IV<br />10. Sigur Ros<br /><br />Also: Fujiya & Miyagi, Hot Chip, UNKLE, Four Tet, Boards of Canada, Free Association - Code 46 Soundtrack<br /><br />What are some of your favorites? Add 'em in comments.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03972842393533155947noreply@blogger.com0