Monthly Archives: November 2005

We're eating venison tonight!

Went to Fry's this morning and picked up some things I can't get at a reasonable price in Mexico…. An 8-port gigabit switch, a new digital camera to replace my broken one (nothing special; a little 7.1 megapixel SD550), some cables, and a new laptop (not a replacement; I'm starting to rework the BME software to run on multiple machines since both Phil and I are processing images). It all fits in my luggage, but wow is my backpack laptop bag heavy with two multi-drive 17″ laptops!

Other than that it's really nice here at Barry's place in the mountains… Big trees, lucious undergrowth, great hiking, quiet, stars, misting rain, and we just saw a deer wandering peacefully across the back yard. I love visiting here, but at the same time it's really heartbreaking because it's a place I'd love to stay but without either big changes in the way BME is run (and changes that I think would be destructive to its spirit), or some serious personal risks for Rachel and/or me, we're exiles that are just barely tolerated as visitors. One day I believe America will straighten out and become more tolerant to this stuff and I can stop forcing my family to become involuntary expats because of the path I've chosen in life.

I'm going to try and get a members update posted tonight or in the morning but this laptop (my development machine; I can't prep the other one on the road) is getting really really low on drivespace (it's got a RAID-mirrored pair of 75 gig drives, so not a lot to work with)… I have only a few hundred meg of wiggle room, and members updates often modify gigabytes of files so it may not be possible. I'll do my best but in a worst case scenario it'll get pushed back to Wednesday. I'm very sorry if that happens.

PS. No, we did not shoot the deer!

Made it

I'm here. I think I'm going on a walk in the forest today. Michael is cooking a giant feast. I have a lot of work to try and slip in and will try and get an update posted as soon as I can. My computer has just rebooted for no reason. I am worried about that…

Update: The reboot problem was fixed by a driver update on my wireless system.

Happy thanksgiving everyone [in America].

Three-Quarter Beetles

It's a really simple little thing, but something that I like a lot about Mexico is the DIY VW Beetle convertibles (I'm assuming they're DIY anyway; there are many variations), even more so than the Baja Bugs and dunebuggies in some ways. I guess they just take a regular Beetle, sawzall off the rear top half, and finish the edges.

Anyway, I think I'm going to crash out real early tonight so I'm feeling healthy for the traveling that starts tomorrow afternoon. Hate the sin travel, love the sinner destination.

Bitch is you smokin reefer?

First, if somehow you haven't seen the George Bush doesn't care about black people clip, follow the link to download it. I was thinking about that statement and I think Kanye mostly missed the point when he blurted it out (although good for him for having the courage to not just read the cue cards like a good little performer). I actually think George Bush is one of the less racist people in right-wing politics… however, he is a classist, and it's classism that's the real problem in America.

Sure, there's a right-wing power structure that enacts policies that fan the flames of racism — but it's there only to distract from the real societal imbalance (the fact that money pools in very small pockets of the population, and stays there). When people misdiagnose America's problem as racism, any attempted cures are fighting the wrong battle… So if anyone tells you America is a racist culture, explain to them that racism is just a distraction from classism.

The concentrated assets (and power) that result from American classism have left the American people with an oligarchy and only the facade of democracy, full civil rights only for the top 1%, and a middle class that's rapidly decaying into the legions of impoverished lower classes. In addition to the direct injustice classism brings inside America, it's also classism that's going to cause America's downfall as those increasingly concentrated pools of assets become extranational and lose any patriotic duty they had to their homeland or its people. As America falls they loot it for what they can and move on to repeat the cycle on the next frontier.

Blah, blah, blah, eat the rich, blah blah blah.

Clean face

Thought it was about time to shave… Before and after


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Bongs are for wimps

Here's how a real man smokes pot. None of these wussy bongs or pipes or joints. And even better, the pipe is dual-use for between puffs. Or maybe you prefer to smoke a big blunt?

Anyway, BME members update later today… So much work to do on so many unrelated projects… Why is it that the more successful you get the less time you have to yourself? Isn't it supposed to be the exact opposite? There was a story in the local Gringo Gazette a while ago about this, I think lifted from one of those email forwarders… it goes a little like this.
A successful American businessman is vacationing in a little seaside Mexican village, and sees a fisherman coming in early in the day with his catch. As he's getting into his rusty old pickup, the American asks the fisherman, “why are you finishing work so early?”

“I've caught all the fish I need,” says the Mexican.

The American asks him what he's going to spend the rest of the day doing, and the Mexican replies, “oh, I'll have a nap with my wife in the afternoon, play with my kids, and then drink a few beers with my friends for the evening.”

The American explains to him that if he spent more time fishing he'd make more money and that he could build a profitable business — “If you spent the whole day fishing, soon you'd have enough money to buy a second boat, and then a third.”

“Oh really? What then?” asks the fisherman.

“Well, you could own a whole fleet of boats, and with the money you could move to a big city like Mexico City or even New York to run it from. You could even open your own processing plants and eventually you'd become a multi-millionaire like me.”

“How long would that take?”

“Oh, maybe twenty years,” says the American.

“And what would I do then?”

“When you're old, you'd be able to buy a house in a small seaside village, maybe do a little fishing in the mornings, and then spend the rest of the day with your family and friends. It would be paradise.”

Anyway, it's a silly story, and in the newspaper they added a stupid twist ending, but whenever I'm swamped in work I think about it. Having money is nice because it gives you a lot of freedom to travel, get things you want, and so on, but it comes with sacrifice as well…. There's not a lot in this world that I want that I can't build myself from scratch if I have time… Sometimes I wonder if I'd be better off on a farm with a nice toolshed than in front of a computer.

But I suppose in time I can do both?

And as misguided as it may be, I really do want to make sure that my daughter and my brother's kids never have to worry (and Rachel, although she can take care of herself perfectly well)… While I hope the future of the West is sunny, it could easily spin off into harsh and unpleasant territory, and people may need all the help they can get.