Tuesday, July 13, 2004 1:12 PM
As is typical for the extremist left, Moore's "Fahrenheit 9/11" still
cannot let go of the 2000 presidential election and, as has become
typical over the past several years, works to rewrite history and
distort the events that actually happened. Moore's
|Spam and email
Thursday, July 1, 2004 8:46 PM
Like I said on IRC today, I liken the fight against spam to the
world being overrun by flesh-eating zombies. No, really, stay with me
here. In this situation, you have two different groups. The type 1
crowd cowers in boarded-up abandoned-looking homes, being very quiet and
inconspicuous, hoping to avoid the zombies' notice. By staying silent
and never going outside, this type believes that the zombies will simply
pass them by. In terms of email, this group never publishes their email
address publicly. They will give it out through direct person-to-person
methods only, and rely on tools such as a web form-based emailer that
spammers are not equipped to abuse. Or if they do reveal their email
address publicly, they do so encoded; the address itself may contain
clearly marked instructions that a human mind can recognize and parse
but the spammer's address harvesters are not sophisticated enough to
Members of the type 2 crowd armor plate their Magnum V8 Dodge
pickup, ring the outside with jagged spikes, and then pile into the bed
armed with shotguns, automatic rifles, and flamethrowers. Then they
cruise around, doing whatever the damn hell they want. They're
constantly under zombie attack, but they hardly even notice it most of
the time, because almost all of the soulless beasts are too dumb to
avoid the spikey bits arranged around the truck and so they mindlessly
impale themselves. These are the people who run aggressive spam
filters, such as SpamAssassin, and they do their best to keep their
filters up to date and their Bayesian databases current with all the
latest spam emails.
Each choice has its advantages and disadvantages. The type 1 crowd
is all happy and good for a time, except that it almost never lasts.
Either someone inside the house screws up and makes their presence
known, or some unscrupulous asshole sells the address to the evil Zombie
Overlords for a pile of blood-stained money. In either case, suddenly
there's a flood of zombies attacking the house which is completely
undefended, and so the people must run and flee and try to find a new
home, except that they can't contact the post office to provide a
forwarding address (the zombies read those) and now they have to call
all their friends and give them their new telephone number.
For the type 2 crowd, they generally don't even notice all the
zombies that their big truck is grinding into the pavement. Once in a
while, one the sneakier zombies will get between the spikes and try to
claw its way into the back. A couple of shotgun blasts to the head and
the unholy thing is dead once more, dumped in a ditch somewhere to rot.
Very rarely, their big engine of destruction will plow over some poor
bastard who's actually still alive. It takes a bit of dedication to
peer over the roof and scrutinize all the zombies before you run them
down, just to make sure you're not doing in people who don't deserve to
be splattered. Running a good spam filter means you may average about a
spam a day getting into your inbox. If you want, you can check your
spam folder for false positives. You can split your spam up by score so
that you only check the low-scoring spams for false positives.
So while the type 2 group can go on indefinitely with only the
occasional minor inconvenience, if the email addresses of the type 1
crowd start getting spread around all of the spammer lists and those
folk decide to stay type 1, they go through a tremendous hassle
converting everything and everyone over to their new address.
To me, there's not even a question. It's easier on everyone and
myself to make my email address public and just delete the occasional
spam that gets through the filters.
|ATTACK OF THE KILLER BLOG!
Wednesday, June 30, 2004 2:45 PM
Okay, I made the mistake of referring to gore's site as a "blog"
because he refers to it as a "blog", and so the comment was made on the
#mojozilla IRC channel about my own "blog" against which I railed with
furious anger. Okay, I hate that word. The "B" word. Oh, I see I've
already typed it a number of times. I hate the word "blog".
First off, it's an ugly ugly word. Just say it out loud. Blog.
It's the kind of word that after you say it, you want to check your
shoes to make sure you didn't throw up a little. For those of you who
don't know the origin of this grotesque bastard bit of terminology, it's
a contraction of the term "web log" (not to be confused with a
Second, the whole concept of the "blog" has been elevated by some to
a position far far beyond what it is. Look, a web journal is just
someone crapping on a web page on a regular basis. That's it. But the
media keeps protraying the "phenomenon of the blog" with ridiculous
reverence and it constantly refers to "famous blogs". Give me a break.
99.9% of all web logs are just the inane ramblings of raving lunatics
who are excited over the prospects of more than 2 people reading their
mind-numbingly dull dull dull philosophical thoughts and daily banality.
And that includes this one. A blog that posts actual research and
discovery is more amateur journalism than anything else. Let's call
things what they are.
And finally, to hell with all you wannabes. Some of us having been
posting our worthless opinions to our home pages for some 8+ years and
are frankly irritated that it's now being recognized as something new
and original, with all these shitty Live Journal sites with their ugly
ass cookie-cutter layout. It's not new or original, so please
shut the hell up about it.
Oh, and this page isn't a "blog". It's... um... a "bledger".
(Revision: It's a notablog)
(Updated Thursday, March 10, 2005 1:57 PM)
|A man without a party
Wednesday, June 30, 2004 11:44 AM
recent blog post
made me admit that even though I detest and loathe
Michael Moore and hope for his imminent demise, it's not a matter of
party vs party. The truth is, there is no party that represents my
views. While I have historically voted Republican, the truth is that
the party is crippled by its overall devotion to religion over reason
and puritanism over sense. Unfortunately, the Democrats are even worse,
being caught up in some shared naive and utterly unrealistic utopian
fantasy where the evils of the world can be banished if we simply take
away everyone's ability to make choices for themselves (not to mention
their money) and then get together to think happy thoughts. Each side
has their idiot chatterboxes and I don't listen to any of them. Not
James Carville, not Al Franken, not Rush Limbaugh, not Michael Moore,
not Bill O'Reilly, not Ann Coulter.
The Libertarian Party, one of the larger "third parties" in American
politics, has its own flaws. Honestly, its basic tenets resonate with
my own. However, the party and its members often call for policy
changes to which I simply cannot agree. Abolish the FDA? End EPA
enforcement and let people settle everything in civil courts? Oh, right
because civil litigation isn't enough of a runaway train, let's hitch a
couple trailers full of napalm to the end. Radioactive napalm. With...
uh... angry weasels in it. Or something.
Except for my various gun magazines, I subscribe to two political
Review and Reason.
They are right-wing and (small "l") libertarian respectively. Neither
is a mouth piece for a political party, as NR is not afraid to criticize
Bush's actions that don't fit with its editors' beliefs (i.e. steel
tariffs, soaring budget, and others). Somewhere between the two
magazines and the two parties you can find me, agreeing with much, but
not all, of what each side is saying. A man without a party but with
some hard decisions to make. Surely I can't be the only one?
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