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Monday, September 17, 2001

This update is gonna be a lot shorter than I originally planned. And it's gonna be related to last week, too.

First, I must link to today's Jon Carroll column titled
Support Americans of all faiths. I'm starting to sound like a broken record, but he's had several good columns lately, including this one.
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Now, the reason I'm not going to do much more of an update. I read something when I got home today that made me sick. I still can't believe someone would do this.

Spammers are scumbags. I think most of us would agree with that. One thing I've noticed is that spammers like to use deceptive subject lines to either get around filters, or to just get you to read their crap. Most are pretty generic sounding, like "RE: Your Inquiry." I have to admit that I chuckled when I saw one subject line: "Hey, where's the beer?" But I saw one today that made me physically nauseous.

"THE TERRIBLE TRAGEDY!"

I saw that subject line in my Hotmail inbox (complete with all caps and exclamation point), and I was pretty suspicious. Especially since it was from an AOL address that I didn't recognize. Then I opened it.

It was spam for an adult web site.

I can't begin to describe the outrage I feel right now. I can barely see straight. I'm not a violent person, but I just want to track down the person who sent that message and break their legs. Their arms too. And their nose. While I'm at it, maybe a few ribs. Oh, and their fingers, so they can't type any more.

I've already forwarded the offending message to
SpamCop. I wish I could do something else. All I can do is tell anyone reading this that if you get the same message, forward it to SpamCop, and hopefully the bastard will be shut down.

After reading that, I just can't bring myself to do any more surfing tonight, so that's it for now. Argh.
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Saturday, September 15, 2001

I chose not to update yesterday, mainly because of the comments made by Jerry Falwell. I knew if I tried to write anything yesterday, I'd probably regret it. I'm still stunned that anyone could even think such things, let alone say them on national TV. However, I did find one reaction to the whole thing that I liked, from someone named Rob Hansen, who posted in the newsgroup rec.arts.sf.fandom:
"So the guys who took over the aircraft were gay feminist islamic extremist pagan abortionists? I'm surprised there were enough of those in the world to seize a *single* plane."

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American Flag update: Everybody's sold out. They should get some in next week, and I'll buy one then and display it proudly.

Blood donation update: After speaking with someone in the Red Cross who explained that in about a month, they're going to need a lot of blood and everyone who has given in the last week won't be able to give, I made an appointment for October 15, since I get Columbus Day off. Of course, I found out that Columbus Day is actually the 8th. D'oh! Guess I'll be taking off Monday and working Friday that week.
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I'll be back Monday. Hopefully it will be a normal update.
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Thursday, September 13, 2001

There's three things I need to link to that I highly recommend checking out. I'm just listing them in the order I saw them today.

Today's
Genehack.

Leonard Pitts.

A discussion thread titled "Thank You" featuring some stirring pictures. (Found via GeekNews.)

I don't have anything else to say about those links.
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I failed in my quest to give blood today. I also failed in my quest to buy an American flag. Oh well. Apparently, the Bloodmobile comes by the building where I work every Thursday, so I made an appointment for next Thursday. I've got the day off tomorrow, so I'll keep looking for a flag. For now, this one will have to do:

Firemen raising American flag


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Wednesday, September 12, 2001

There's a lot of good writing out there. It's hard to decide where to begin. I guess I'll start with a couple of professionals: Jon Carroll and Mitch Albom. (Memo to self: Read Mitch Albom more often.)

I noticed while I was watching the BBC feed yesterday on TLC that the anchor seemed to believe that the U.S. might adopt a more isolationist foreign policy. To him, I pose a question often heard by transplanted Yankees (like myself) from native Southerners: "You're not from around here, are you?"

Something I heard on the radio this morning (and also read over at The Other Side) was the quotation attributed to Japanese Admiral Yamamoto after Pearl Harbor: "All we have done is awaken the sleeping beast." There's no way the U.S. retreats into a shell after this. The beast is awake, and it's pretty pissed off.
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Every weblog I've read today has just done an excellent job of covering the attack and the aftermath. You can pretty much pick any site from my portal, and if it's been updated since Tuesday morning, you'll find something worth reading.

Here are a few excerpts that I think are worth mentioning.

From today's Mr. Barrett:
And this is perhaps the most remarkable realization for me. I've long been rather anti-war, anti-military. I didn't agree with our "war" in the Persian Gulf or the tiffs in Grenada, etc. Had I been 18 years old at the time of Vietnam, I probably would've applied for conscientious objector status, because I just would not have agreed with the purpose of the war. But this is an attack on American soil. My country and way of life is being threatened. This is not about oil, or "protecting democracy" in a far-away land. This is an afront to everything I've been taught about America and freedom. It's an insult to my country and my pride. And while the military would likely never accept me into active duty for my poor eyesight and age, were conscription to be re-enacted, I would seriously consider signing up.

And I don't think I'm alone.
Damien is not alone. Except for the age and eyesight comments, I could have written that. I'm still not sure if I could actually go into combat, but the fact that I'd consider it speaks volumes.

From Whim & Vinegar:
I had come to the conclusion during the talk about Timothy McVeigh's execution that I was anti-death penalty. I felt that there were too many innocent people put on death row, that we shouldn't sink to the level of those who murder others, that life in prison could be a fitter punishment than a quick death. Today I learned how far my principles go. I realized today that if we had the primary person responsible for organizing today's tragic events, brought them here, gave them a fair trial and convicted them, I would want them to be put to death.
I was on hiatus for the McVeigh execution and never got to comment on it. I have very mixed feelings about the death penalty in most cases. I have trouble supporting it, but I can't fully oppose it, either. Not in this case. I have no qualms whatsoever about executing those responsible. I will say one thing: Good luck getting a "fair trial."
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I have some relatives up in the New York City area. Two of my cousins who live in northern New Jersey are home with newborn infants. Both have husbands who work in Manhattan. They're both OK. I also have an aunt and uncle who live northwest of New York City. They're both retired, so they're OK.

For years, my uncle was a fireman in New York City. Every time I saw footage of the NYFD, or heard about some of the firemen who were killed, I thought of him. While he never saw anything of this magnitude, he faced death every day. I can't describe how much respect and admiration I have for him and all firemen.
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I still haven't been able to give blood. The Bloodmobile is supposed to be at the building where I work tomorrow. I'll try to catch it there. If not, I plan on showing up at the Red Cross on Friday (my day off) when they open, and staying until they either take my blood or have me arrested for trespassing. (Like Brad said today, "I'll be damned before I allow anything, however tragic, to rob me of my optimism, hope and -- most importantly -- sense of humor. When I can no longer laugh, I shall no longer live.")
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To close, I'd like to quote Kristie over at Breaching the Web:
But terror can't be understood. That's what makes it terror -- it is irrational, dark, confusing and frightening. It freezes you into silence and stillness when what you most want is to scream and flail about. It is the sound at the window that makes you cringe as you climb the stairs to go to bed. It is the feeling on the back of your neck as you walk in a dark city alone. Terror cannot be understood or processed.

But it can be fought. You can resist the urge to cringe and ignore the feeling on your neck. You can go about your daily life just as you did before. Your eyes may betray some sadness, your heart may be heavy and your steps slow. But your daily routine doesn't have to change.
It's not going to be easy, getting back to "normal" when the definition of normal has been changed forever. But it's something that must be done. If we don't do it, we lose.
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Tuesday, September 11, 2001

Anything I was going to write about today, or link to, seems pretty insignificant right now.

Kudos to
Steve. He's doing an excellent job of covering things.

I've been sent home from work (hence the update - can't do this from work), so I'm going to go give blood. It's the least I can do.
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It's rare that I do a second update in a single day, but this is no ordinary day.

As I approached the Red Cross building, there was a line out the door. They had a wait of 4-5 hours. I think I actually got a lump in my throat when I saw all the people there, wanting to help. I made an appointment for tomorrow evening.

There are a lot of good people out there. I just wish they would show themselves all the time, not just in times like these.

I've already commended Steve for his coverage. Hats off to
Cam as well.

Also, Laurel linked to this automated check-in page for people in New York City.

I have trouble writing well about much less important things, so I think I'll leave it to Steve and Cam and everyone else. Back to the TV for me. Oh, by the way, TLC is carrying a feed from BBC World, which is a nice alternative to Dan, Peter, and Tom.
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Monday, September 10, 2001

Colts 45 Jets 24. Ugh. I'm starting to get a little bit concerned. I didn't expect the Jets to win, but I didn't expect them to lose like that. Next week at Oakland is probably going to get ugly.
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Google 2.0. (Found via Mr. Barrett. Fascinating idea. I'd love to see it happen, but I'm not holding my breath.
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OK, this is very, very, very uncool. The Security Systems Standards and Certification Act, or SSSCA. (Found via every intelligent weblogger out there, but I think I saw it at Genehack first.) Bad idea. Maybe the mother of all bad ideas. Right now, it's only proposed legislation, but if it became law, it would be "...unlawful to manufacture, import, offer to the public, provide or otherwise traffic in any interactive digital device that does not include and utilize certified security technologies that adhere to the security system standards adopted..." And, in case you were wondering, "The term 'interactive digital device' means "any machine, device, product, software, or technology, whether or not included with or as part of some other machine, device, product, software, or technology, that is designed, marketed or used for the primary purpose of, and that is capable of, storing, retrieving, processing, performing, transmitting, receiving, or copying information in digital form." Think about this for a second. The government (or in this case, big business) wants to set security standards in hardware and software. Oh, this is bad.

I did find this petition you can sign. If nothing else, it made me feel a little better. I'll be keeping an eye on EFF. Nothing on their website yet, but I'm sure they'll have something to say about it. Of course, I should have been keeping up with EFF for a while now, but that's another story.

If nothing else, I've found something that will actually get me involved again. I had kind of dropped out of this stuff after the election. I needed a good kick in the pants to get going again. Well, I can't just idly sit by and let crap like this happen. I'll be following this one closely, and fighting it every step of the way.
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Argh, I'm still in catch-up mode, and then this damn SSSCA thing came along and threw me for a loop. More stuff tomorrow.
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Friday, September 7, 2001

N.C. State 35 Indiana 14. Woohoo! It wasn't really that close, either, since Indiana got their two touchdowns late in the game. The defense looked excellent. Philip Rivers has one of the ugliest throwing motions of any quarterback that I've ever seen, but he can thread a needle with his passes, so I'm not going to complain. And the one thing that never seems to change, no matter who's the coach and who the players are, they are great at blocking kicks.

There were a few areas that I'm concerned about. Kickoff and punt coverage didn't seem to improve much from last year, but then again, it was usually Antwaan Randle El doing the kick and punt returns, and he's one of the best return men they'll see this year. The kicking and punting seemed a bit shaky as well. But since the next two games are against Ohio and SMU, the Wolfpack has some time to improve before September 29, when they host hated arch-rival North Carolina.

I don't envy Indiana coach Cam Cameron. Randle El will probably only make it in the NFL as a wide receiver. But the only way Indiana has a decent chance of winning is if he plays quarterback. And if they don't win a bunch of games this year, Cameron will probably be fired. Bummer.
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I'm going away for the weekend, again. (Dad's birthday, and the annual fantasy football draft.) Maybe Sunday or Monday I'll do a decent update.
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Monday, September 3, 2001

I'll get to the reunion in a minute. But first...

In this day and age, there aren't many people out there willing to take responsibility for their actions. Sometimes they try to hide the truth, sometimes they tell outright lies, and sometimes they try to pin the blame on someone else. It's a disturbing trend, and it's not exactly a recent one.

Well, I'm going to buck the trend. I'm going to take responsibility for something I did last night. I'm going to admit that it's my fault that
Mike Mussina didn't get a perfect game last night. I just had to call up my Dad before the bottom of the 9th to tell him to watch it. So I jinxed it.

On the plus side, the Yankees still won the game, ended up with a sweep of the series, and increased their lead over the Red Sox to 9 games. Still, I missed a chance to see the end of a perfect game. I've never managed to catch the end of one live. Sure, the last pitch of Don Larsen's perfect game is permanently etched in my mind, and I'm sure I've seen replays of the endings of other perfect games. But I've never gotten to see one myself. Oh well.

There's one thing that really bugs me though. Why did it have to be Carl Everett, my least favorite player on my least favorite team, that broke up the perfect game?
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Before I get to writing about the reunion, I must pass along some excellent news. Over the weekend, Steve and Lyn got married. Woohoo! Congrats!
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Now, I'll finally get around to writing about the reunion. I'm going to ramble a bit, but hopefully it won't be too boring, since I won't be getting into all the details.

I had a lot of fun. Probably more fun than I expected. As a reference, I was in a class of about 350 people. Judging by the group photo, there were about 130 or so classmates there. Of course, there were more than a few spouses that came, so I'd guess there were close to 200 people there. I had managed to lose track of just about everybody, except for one classmate who I roomed with in college.

According to one of my old friends, I'm a prophet. He told me that when I signed his yearbook our senior year, I wrote down a bunch of inside jokes, then I wondered how much of this stuff he'd remember in 10 years. He remembered quite a bit of it, actually.

As for the comment I made last week about the people I wanted to see being no-shows and all the people I didn't like showing up, well, I got pretty lucky. I managed to avoid most of the people I didn't like. I still got stuck talking to two guys who I really didn't want to. I must admit that one of them seemed OK, like maybe he's changed for the better. The other one's a lost cause that I hope to not run into for another ten years.

There were two people that didn't show up that really bummed me out. One married a guy from Britain and moved over there. The other was my prom date. I heard she's up in New Jersey, but doesn't like the cold weather and wants to get back to North Carolina. I did talk to one of her friends who agreed to send me her e-mail address, so hopefully we'll get back in touch.

Some people have trouble deciding whether or not to go to their high school reunion. Well, if you haven't had yours yet, I'd have to say that unless you hated every single person in your class (or were hated by every single person in your class), you should go. Of course, if you have to travel more than 1,000 miles to get there, that's another story. But if you're like me, and it's only a two-hour drive, then you really should go. You won't regret it. Trust me.
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