Official Declaration of the Occupation of New York City

By now I’m sure you’ve all heard about #OccupyWallStreet. A phenomenon of peaceful protesters occupying large areas of New York City in and around Wall Street. And now this “protest” appears to be fanning out across the country it fits and starts, popping up in various major cities here and there. I understand Boston is being occupied as I write this. So what is this #OccupyWallStreet protest all about?

Well, that’s the question that has been on the media’ so called mind since the protest first began. No one seemed to know–even the protesters. Or did they? After today, there’s no doubt what these folks are all about:

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Declaration of the Occupation of New York City

As we gather together in solidarity to express a feeling of mass injustice, we must not lose sight of what brought us together. We write so that all people who feel wronged by the corporate forces of the world can know that we are your allies.

As one people, united, we acknowledge the reality: that the future of the human race requires the cooperation of its members; that our system must protect our rights, and upon corruption of that system, it is up to the individuals to protect their own rights, and those of their neighbors; that a democratic government derives its just power from the people, but corporations do not seek consent to extract wealth from the people and the Earth; and that no true democracy is attainable when the process is determined by economic power. We come to you at a time when corporations, which place profit over people, self-interest over justice, and oppression over equality, run our governments. We have peaceably assembled here, as is our right, to let these facts be known.

They have taken our houses through an illegal foreclosure process, despite not having the original mortgage.

They have taken bailouts from taxpayers with impunity, and continue to give Executives exorbitant bonuses.

They have perpetuated inequality and discrimination in the workplace based on age, the color of one’s skin, sex, gender identity and sexual orientation.

They have poisoned the food supply through negligence, and undermined the farming system through monopolization.

They have profited off of the torture, confinement, and cruel treatment of countless nonhuman animals, and actively hide these practices.

They have continuously sought to strip employees of the right to negotiate for better pay and safer working conditions.

They have held students hostage with tens of thousands of dollars of debt on education, which is itself a human right.

They have consistently outsourced labor and used that outsourcing as leverage to cut workers’ healthcare and pay.

They have influenced the courts to achieve the same rights as people, with none of the culpability or responsibility.

They have spent millions of dollars on legal teams that look for ways to get them out of contracts in regards to health insurance.

They have sold our privacy as a commodity.

They have used the military and police force to prevent freedom of the press.

They have deliberately declined to recall faulty products endangering lives in pursuit of profit.

They determine economic policy, despite the catastrophic failures their policies have produced and continue to produce.

They have donated large sums of money to politicians supposed to be regulating them.

They continue to block alternate forms of energy to keep us dependent on oil.

They continue to block generic forms of medicine that could save people’s lives in order to protect investments that have already turned a substantive profit.

They have purposely covered up oil spills, accidents, faulty bookkeeping, and inactive ingredients in pursuit of profit.

They purposefully keep people misinformed and fearful through their control of the media.

They have accepted private contracts to murder prisoners even when presented with serious doubts about their guilt.

They have perpetuated colonialism at home and abroad.

They have participated in the torture and murder of innocent civilians overseas.

They continue to create weapons of mass destruction in order to receive government contracts.*

To the people of the world,

We, the New York City General Assembly occupying Wall Street in Liberty Square, urge you to assert your power.

Exercise your right to peaceably assemble; occupy public space; create a process to address the problems we face, and generate solutions accessible to everyone.

To all communities that take action and form groups in the spirit of direct democracy, we offer support, documentation, and all of the resources at our disposal.

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Well now, I guess there’s no longer any question as to what the reason is for all this protesting, right? I applaud them for it and since the sentiment appears to be reaching people all over the country I would hazard the guess that a lot of other people are feeling the same way–including myself. Could it possibly be that America is finally waking up? If they are I fear it is too late but that’s an entirely other matter. What all this #OccupyWallStreet phenomenon has me thinking about is not the reason for it, which they have now made abundantly clear (do they have a spokesman by the way?), but the purpose and what they hope to achieve? And how?

I certainly don’t have the answer. Do they?

Once upon another lifetime, or it seems that way to me now anyway, a Navy instructor once educated a class of us “new recruits” about the art of complaining. It was brief and to the point as usual:

Don’t bitch unless you have a solution to offer”

Pretty much says it all now doesn’t it? Too bad more people don’t follow that particular rule.

So here we are in the middle of what is rapidly becoming a nationwide phenomenon. Like that word, “phenomenon” do you? Seems like the media is loving the heck out of right now. Unfortunately, I get the irritating feeling that although it may not be too little, it’s probably too late. Time will tell just as it always does.

You must live in Vermont if…

In an effort to lighten that increasingly oppressive feeling that accompanies the inevitable Winter that’s literally right around the corner for these parts, I give you Jeff Foxworthy’s classic opinion of this wonderful state of Vermont:

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Forget Rednecks … here is what Jeff Foxworthy has to say about Vermonters…

If someone in a Home Depot store offers you assistance and they don’t work there, you live in Vermont.

If you’ve worn shorts and a parka at the same time, you live in Vermont.

If you’ve had a lengthy telephone conversation with someone who dialed a wrong number, you live in Vermont.

If “Vacation” means going anywhere south of Burlington for the weekend, you live in Vermont.

If you measure distance in hours, you live in Vermont.

If you know several people who have hit a deer more than once, you live in Vermont.

If you have switched from “heat” to “A/C” in the same day and back again, you live in Vermont.

If you can drive 75 mph through 2 feet of snow during a raging blizzard without flinching, you live in Vermont.

If you install security lights on your house and garage, but leave both unlocked, you live in Vermont.

If you carry jumper cables in your car and your wife knows how to use them, you live in Vermont.

If you design your kid’s Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit, you live in Vermont.

If the speed limit on the highway is 65 mph, you’re going 80, and everybody is passing you, you live in Vermont.

If driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow, you live in Vermont.

If you know all four seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter, and road construction, you live in Vermont.

If you have more miles on your snow blower than your car, you live in Vermont.

If you find 10 degrees “a little chilly,” you live in Vermont.

And one from myself…

If your idea of a good time on a Friday night is watching cars get stuck in the snow trying to make it up the road, you live in Vermont.

It’s Saturday?!?

So there I was on the computer, clearing out email messages and replying to Linux Mint forum comments that had come in overnight when I just happened to glance down at the “tray” at the lower right hand corner of my display and what did I see?

It’s Saturday.

Saturday?!?

Now wait one darn minute! How can it possibly be Saturday? If you had asked me this morning I would have told you with absolute conviction that it was Wednesday yesterday. Where did Thursday and Friday get off to? Did they just get tired of waiting around for Wednesday to finish off and meander somewhere else where the week was going a bit faster? Or has my mind been tripping off to some other dementia dimension for the past two days without the aid of certain illegal substances? Either way, I want my two days back!

I hate it when this happens.

I had plans for Thursday and Friday I’ll have you know. I had chores to do around the house and people to see. And how did all that firewood get into the woodshed? And why does my back ache so much?

Okay, so perhaps I exaggerate just a bit but I really did think it was Thursday—up till now that is. Has to be that old(er) age thing getting to me. Or maybe I’m just an absent minded genius or one of those rather reality-oblivious tech-head types…no…there’s no half empty cup of Ramon Noodles on my computer desk so I couldn’t be one of those. And I’m pretty sure I’m no genius. Must ask the wife about that when she gets home.

And just so you know, this is just a blithering blogger Saturday afternoon post that really has no point and just kind of ends, leaving the reader terribly confused as to why I wrote it at all. Come to think of it, I’m wondering about that myself.

At any rate, I hope you all have a lovely day. And in case you didn’t know…

It’s Saturday.

Hey Google! Wake Up! A different reason to save SuperPoke Pets

I’ll put this bluntly. Google needs to wake the hell up and that’s putting it nicely. Google’s decision to buy Slide.com one day and then virtually cut its throat the next (figuratively speaking that is) is bad enough but including SuperPoke Pets as one of the apps being killed off borders on ludicrous. Like many of Google’s past “social goofs” (can anyone say “Wave”? How about Orkut?) it shows once again that Google has failed to properly do its homework before making a decision. A decision that affects millions of people this time and a well established social gaming network that could have easily fit into Google+.

Google Graveyard RIP SuperPoke Pets
Now I know very well as just about everyone else does, that Google’s primary interest has always been search and advertising in which it has been very successful. Its Gmail and Google Apps efforts have been well received and certainly no can argue the success of efforts like the Chrome browser and Google Earth. No one can argue that Google doesn’t have what it takes in the smarts department. But when it comes down to social savvy, Google is still as numb as a pounded thumb despite the early success of Google+. This is because behind Google+ comes plenty of failures especially of the social variety. I still can’t help thinking that Google just doesn’t get it when it comes to anything social.

I mean come on now. Didn’t a single solitary member of the various Google social teams think for even one second that killing off a well established, massively successful social type network might not  be a bright idea? So the founder and creator of Slide.com went waltzing out the door for who knows exactly what reason. So what? Like he’s the only bright social type programmer around at Google? Didn’t one single employee involved this Slide.com killing decision have the wits to bring up the fact that SuperPoke Pets would fit right in with Google+ games?

Okay, look. Although I’m quite familiar with SuperPoke Pets, I don’t play the game for myself and I don’t have one of their pets. I have 3 very real cats and that’s enough for me. The reason I’m so familiar with the game is due to helping my wife with her pets and, being the tech head that I am, finding workarounds for all the glitches and bugs that come with the game itself. That’s something that both my wife and I enjoy–troubleshooting, and for me it’s just another way to spend time with her.

For my wife though, playing SuperPoke Pets has a much deeper meaning. What?  Having a virtual pet can have a deeper meaning?!? You damn well bet it can and a whole lot deeper as well. And as I started out this paragraph, for my wife it means having a way to continue to have fun with her kids who are now long grown and gone. Her oldest daughter and her are constantly competing with each other for points, pet levels and great looking habitats. But more than that, SuperPoke Pets has become yet another canvas for my wife who happens to be not only a fine artist but a very practical artist with an excellent, often quirky sense of humor. And SuperPoke Pets provides her a fine canvas indeed. Complete with friends, family and critics.

This is all personal reasons of course but it’s also indicative of the people who currently play SuperPoke Pets. But there’s another type, a more special type of person playing this game. The kind of player who values their “Pet” and the friends that have gathered around this “Pet” because it’s become a major part of their otherwise restricted life. I’m talking about the home bound, the disabled, the elderly and yes, even the terminally ill. People who cannot live what healthy individuals would call a “normal” life although there are plenty of those types of players as well.

I’m not making this up either. You can easily find out for yourself just by doing some coming sense searching. Heck, use Google itself to find the news articles, opinions and blog posts about Google killing off/shutting down Slide.com and/or Superpoke Pets and then read the  comments posted under the article or post. Take a peruse down the comment thread of one of the Google Groups on just that subject. You’ll find them. Not the ones whining and complaining about how they “paid good money” for VIP membership or “Gold items”. They should have read the license agreement they were required to sign before they could receive a SuperPoke Pets account. You know, the one that said all sales final–no refund for any reason?

No, I’m talking about the elderly mother who is house bound, the one who has named their “pets” after their children because it brings back happy memories. I’m talking about those who are disabled enough that normal social interaction is nearly or completely impossible. I’m talking about those with fibromyalgia, with cancer, people on full dialysis, with any sort of health problem where the idea of having a virtual pet along with all their friends and their pets means the difference of looking forward to waking up in the morning and hating the idea of waking up at all.

A few snippets?

I am a disabled woman who has depended on this game for over a year now it pulled me out of a deep dark hole that people like you don’t understand. I live in pain 7 days a week 24 hours a day I deal with many health issue’s and depression and this game has done for me what no medication or doctor could do. This is not just a game to us it’s our second family no matter what kind of problem your having we as a community and family stick together and help each other any way we can. I Have made friends from all around the world and they are like family I love them. I have named all of my pets after loved one’s I have lost that way I keep their memory alive and it makes me feel closer to them…

and…

I am disabled I also have a 23 year old son who is also disabled……This is my story of spp.
due to our disabilities we are very limited. We visit my daughter,we go to the store and to the doctors. .that had been our lives for many years. Then my daughter introduced me to facebook and to spp. our lives have changed dramatically. For the past 21/2 years my life has taken such a turn for the better….Spp has given me a reason to get out of bed on days that I wouldn’t have gotten out of it.
I run a 40 person online spp club. We have people from Singapore to Brazil and everywhere in between….We have daily games, exchange recipes and keep each other laughing . I have made so many friends there….475 people that I play with daily..
When my real life friends don’t have time for me due to their own lives. my online friends are always there for me. Listening, advising, building me up and loving me. when I’ve been too sick to play, I can always count on a call from someone to see how i am.
This game is like no other, there is no timing…it is to decorate and play with your friends. My son who has tramatic brain injury loves to play also….
I will be lost if we lose spp…I am afraid that my life will go back to the prison my body has made it.

and…

I began playing SPP in November of 2009, after much coaxing from a friend. To my surprise, it wasn’t like any of the other Facebook games I’d encountered. It was both relaxing and creative, and more directly interactive than any of the other games. But you could also step away for a few day and come back without feeling like you missed things. Once I joined a club, the interactions became even more personal, and I made many good friends. Together we celebrated birthdays and other milestones, and supported and consoled each other through difficult times. But the most telling benefit to me was the distraction from my chronic pain, and being able to interact socially despite the restrictions arthritis and fibromyalgia were placing on my body.

Are these the types of SuperPoke Pet players that represent the majority? Of course not. But I can safely assume that these types of players could easily measure in the thousands.

So what’s the point? The point is that Google can afford to be magnanimous in the case of SuperPoke Pets. It’s one of those wildly successful games that doesn’t involve guns, baseball bats padded with electrical tape, beatings, blood, killing, and your very own mafioso where your fellow gamers are doing there utmost best to “rub you out”. It’s a (dare I say it) completely family friendly game that can provide a bit of fulfillment in a person’s life when, for whatever reason, they’re not allowed a normal life. It’s not like Google is going to be depending on income from SuperPoke Pets to keep them afloat. In fact I sincerely doubt that operating a social app like SuperPoke Pets at a total loss would even cause a microscopic monetary dent in the financial bottom line of the behemoth that is Google.But even if it were essential that the game brings in some sort of revenue then just turn things like VIP memberships and Gold items back on and violá. Instant revenue. Want more? Then incorporate it into Google+. Gee, what an idea?

Google’s really dropped the ball on this one in my opinion. Not just the point of spending 182 million on a social platform, meaning Slide.com, just to kill it. There’s been plenty of talk about the foolishness of that decision so there’s no need to rehash it here. It’s just the idea of taking the already established customer base that Slide.com has in place and the potential that it can bring to certain areas of Google and just tossing away like it doesn’t matter–that really bugs me. And it does matter. And to so many people (millions in just SuperPoke Pet players alone?). People who are now very pissed off.

So it’s time to wake up, Google. Get your anti-social head out of the sand and, at the very least, keep SuperPoke Pets alive. There are certain types of people who really depend on it. That plus there’s no other game like it–anywhere.

Important hurricane Irene update

A new hurricane Irene warning has just come in from somewhere else:

“As Hurricane Irene prepares to batter the East Coast, federal disaster officials have warned that Internet outages could force people to interact with other people for the first time in years. Residents are bracing themselves for the horror of awkward silences and unwanted eye contact. FEMA has advised: “Be prepared. Write down possible topics to talk about in advance. Sports…the weather. Remember, a conversation is basically a series of Facebook updates strung together.”

Disclaimer: Shamelessly ripped off from a friend’s post in Facebook who shamelessly ripped it off from somewhere else.

Good Morning Irene

Sitting ducks? Well, that’s as apt description as any considering that Vermont has been getting absolutely soaked over the last few hours and is due for plenty more before Irene gets through with us. Of course the fact that we’re right in the storm’s path also makes the title of this post even more appropriate as Irene is to pass just to the east of us and just down from a category 1 hurricane by the time she gets here.

I have the usual worries of course, whenever storm like this comes through but unlike the past, this time I’m living rather far from the shore in a place that’s just loaded with trees. Vermont is just filled with trees you see. Lots and lots of the things. The phrase, “can’t see the forest for the trees” must have originated here no doubt about it. This includes 4 maple trees that happen to reside in our yard, two of which keep close companionship with the house. And I’ve had a talk with these fellows, you see.

I have politely asked them if they’d keep their branches to themselves during the duration of the storm and please not to fling them through my roof or walls if they would be so kind. I must pay back this kindness of course, (if the trees choose to give it) but since I don’t really know what trees want out of life they’ll just have to let me know what they want after the storm is over. However, the agreement is null and void if my roof or walls are stove in by flying leafy branch missiles or, heaven forbid, one of the things falls on my house.

So we’ve battened down the hatches, as it were, put up the storm windows, furled the canvas, set the sea anchor and the storm jib, made the ship as ready as possible and now we wait for the inevitable. Sitting ducks we are.

I wonder if I have time to get in one of those original Star Trek episodes before the storm hits?

Am I a consumer now?

When it comes to owning a personal computer I have always been one half consumer and one half producer. Producer as in writing for this blog, contributing to forum discussions (especially those on the technical side of things), commenting on other peoples’ blogs and websites plus generating the usual word processor and spreadsheet stuff that always has to be done now and then. The consumption part of course, being reading the news, watching music videos of musty old rock bands and dead musicians, reading articles, doing research and catching the occasional old Star Trek episode.

It would be handy at this point to say that I’m not a gamer even though the machine I’m typing this on would easily handle light to medium heavy gaming without breaking too much of a sweat. The core reason of not being a gamer is rather simple. When it comes to playing videos games I pretty much suck.

But over the last couple of months or so I’ve noticed a change in several of my normal behaviors. A quick trip to the doctor and a couple of changes of medication took care of most of those behaviors but I’m afraid the most disturbing of these changes of behaviors remain despite the change in my lithium dosage. I seem to be less of a producer than I used to be and more of a consumer than ever before and this worries me.

Alright, I don’t really take lithium but I’m sure you get the point.

Okay, so a closet writer like myself is bound to run out of steam/ambition/what-have-you sooner or later basically because I’ve never really had that much steam or ambition in the first place, so that part is understandable. But what’s really starting to bug me is that I’m really starting to pay attention to (gasp!) Apple-centric articles. Do I, god forbid, sense a deeply buried desire to try out an iPad2 for example? Or perhaps a MacBook Air**? That would be the waterloo of my tech oriented, power user world of the last 33 years or so, that’s for sure. Even more so since I’ve been running a GNU/Linux Based OS for nearly 4 years now. How could this possibly happen to me?

**I blame this desire solely on the fact that I repaired an older MacBook pro a couple of months ago and was forced to use the installed OS while testing said repairs. And even though you can’t even change the system font size (too tiny) on OSX, these devices are strangely compelling despite all the ludicrous inherent limitations.

I used to love writing posts for my old blog  here. Anything that pretty much came to mind was worth a post or two for almost 6 years running but now? It’s all I can do to type out a mediocre 3 paragraph blurb once a month. In fact, all I’m using my somewhat over powered machine to do these days is to consume stuff, the kind of stuff I mentioned in the first paragraph of this post. And yet I still have this horrible desire to head to my nearest Best Buy and check out a tablet, any tablet, no matter what the brand name and tablets are the most non-productive type of personal computer ever made to date and this does not bode well for me.

I’ll admit it–I’m scared.

I feel so old-fogey-ish just thinking about it. I imagine myself sitting in an old, musty, overstuffed easy chair in some old veterans home spending the day meandering about my tablet PC and arguing world events with the other old fogeys sitting around in their old, musty, overstuffed easy chairs while the world passes us by. Talk about being completely un-productive!

So I suspect the fact that the nearest Best Buy is two hours away from me is one of those hidden blessings they keep talking about. If civilization in the the form of Walmart, Staples and/or a Best Buy finally made it’s way to my town up near the Canadian border then I am surely doomed to spend the rest of my life doing nothing but consuming.

Of course I’ll have to make sure the built in forward-facing camera in my new consumption device is a good one so I can take hi-def pictures and videos that I can upload to my Facebook and Google+ accounts?

 

 

Too disgusted to think

You know, you’d think that with all things going on in Washington as well as our economy and society today that I would have had plenty of reason to write about them. And if you did think that then you’d be correct, there is all sorts of reasons to write about them. Except for one single reason…

…I’m too disgusted to write about them.

So I won’t.

Have a fine day.