The time has come to intertwine desire (for freedom, for acceptance, for Truth, Justice and the American way, etc.) with authority, the Dublin/San Jose city sistership and the Internet in a new way for further insight into the nature of objective reality. You will note that the text is nonlinear, but the experiment is to cram as many references and ideas as possible into a small sequence of bytes, which is why the logic sometimes appears disjoint and half-baked. The genomes of life are often half-baked and continue to evolve.
One of the influences that has shaped my view of privacy in our urban lives is that fact that as a teenager in the 1970's, I was a newspaper boy in a small (pop. 20K) residential suburb of Buffalo, New York. I had a newspaper wagon that I pulled and my daily after-school routine was not unlike that of a mailman, except that I put the paper inside the screen door rather than the mailbox. Most people paid for the newspapers on a weekly basis where I would visit their house and they would pay me. I got to know everybody who read The Buffalo News on both sides of the street of that block. From my point of view, that block was a small town and I knew the vast majority of children and of those who usually answered the door. The interactions were brief and polite, but there was an underlying trust because the neighborhood was quite safe. I had only a few personal friends among them - a high school teacher and the parents of one of my sister's friend - even though my delivery block was only one block away from where I lived. The suburb itself was rather monotonous in its street layout: a rigid grid of equal-sized tree-lined rectangles aligned with the compass: north-south and east-west. Most of houses were built in the 1930's and you could see that while each house was unique, many of them were obviously designed by one architectural firm because of the repeated motifs. It was very easy to imagine having that same level of familit with everyone the next block up, or the block after that, etc. because the entire suburb was uniform: there were no rough neighborhoods or anything like that.
There are many similar issues between the planning involved in building such a suburban development and that involved with designing of complicated integrated circuits such as CPUs. Another influence on my mind was that my father was architectural engineer with a professional license in New York State and who lead his own firm with about five draftsmen under him who recognized that he was very special man whose subordinates showed him great loyalty and even affection for some reason. My mother was a registered nurse in New York State. Some of my other influences are mention my old WP page.
Jimmy Wales declared the phrase "neutral point of view" to be the standard term for his web site for what the rest of the English-speaking world calls "objectivity in journalism" and has to incessantly imply that he invented the notion. The acronym the the editors of Wikipedia use is NPOV. The only problem Jimmy has with Andrew William Morrow (AWM) is that AWM is NPOV to the max. Jimmy does not like that because he cannot control AWM and keep AWM from noticing that Jimmy has a daughter and a soon-to-be ex-wife. Jimmy: grow up. I intend to share the sum total of human knowledge. Why don't you?
It seems that the food at the psychiatric ward of Stanford University hospital is a tad bit better than at El Camino hospital in Mountain View. It is certainly much better than prison food.
I used to live at 3437 Waverly in Palo Alto right here. Yes, that is a zoom through the window and into the living where you can almost see the furniture. See how all those streets have blue outlines in the area? That means that they have 100% coverage in that area. How long will it be before the Google car or its equivalent comes by where any of you readers live? In the grand scheme of things, not very long from right now. Do you think that they asked permission from each homeowner to go and do that? They might have to Ireland, but not in the USA. Amorrow Yourrrr desthpicable, you awful banned Nazi ass-kicker. Oh well, this Internet stuff is just show biz. As you might already be able to tell, I was deeply impressed with films like Sex, Lies, and Videotape.
Jimmy, would think that if anyone (outside of the police and political leaders with real power) would feel electirc metamorphosis that our world is right now going through, that it would be you. Our world is changing. It should be exciting, dizzying and heady. You and NNDB are leading the way. You should feel a tingle and surge and even a little nausea akin to the kind of excitement that men feel when they are about to go into battle. Virtually, your body is dissolving into smaller and smaller cubes of data. Seeing somebody naked in some virtual world is going to become commonplace for some number of people. Like about 6 billion of them. Our world is changing, and in the larger scheme of history, it is going to happen in the twinkling of an eye. Forever. Even now, you can see change sweep over the distant hill and soon the tide of change, that wave of change is going to sweep over our part of battlefield and privacy about anything that takes up space is going to be swept away. Like an army still ten miles off, you can see it coming and it is going to sweep away anything that resists and pretends like the old world of obscurity that we all knew is still relevant notion. Our eyes. The eyes of all six billion people on Earth are about to be opened wider. They are going to become better informed about the world around them. Can you not see how electrifying it is going to be. Can you not feel the electricity in the air? That ozone smell when the thunderstorm is about to break out? It will be a cataclysmic change in how we perceive ourselves in our society. All your efforts you retain your own spatial privacy are going to be swept away.
The trumpet shall sound and the dead shall be raised,
and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.
1 Cor. XV: 52, 53
I mean, Rachel is a nice woman but her TV personality is the opposite of discrete. She is frank and honest. That is what you admired in her. She is out there and you expect for your teledildonic partner to impose confidentiality rules with the severity with which you gambled with others people's money in the currency markets? Oh, I am sure that most women find that idea sooooo sexy. Grow up! Women are not "verifiable". Try this: post yourself nude on the Internet like Gov. Arnie has and many of your pathetic personal problem will be solved. Even if you do not have a note from your mommy giving you permission to do so (or even one telling you what your own birthday is). You need some serious medicine at this point if you are gonna be cured. Some are objective and mature and some are not. Where do you get off imagining that teledildonic data will never ever be copied and transmitted by your next girlfriend when she seeks support from her girlfriends? Read you own web site: Singles: Flirt Up Your Life. See? One of the thing the avatars (who psychology was obviously programmed by both men and women) both need to sometimes go to the phone and talk to a friend in order to be happy. Talking to each other only goes so far and then you have to talk to your friends. Download the demo and see for yourself. They got it right. If you play with the download, you can take the clothes off both avatars and oogle them all you want. There is nothing new under the sun. Did you really mention jail to Rachel, you bully? If you did, then you now owe her a public and unconditional apology. You should deliver it gracefully and kindly. If you mentioned jail time to her, then you should put that in her biography and your biography. You know by now that I know how to slowly tease and draw that apology out of you so please do not make me do that. Just eat some humble pie, compose that apology and publicly deliver it to her. And provide a reliable source to document your guilt in this matter if you really did mention jail time to her. If I did not know better, I would say that you were starting to take what JzG has to say about anything as relevant. She admired and loved you. You had already isolated and imprisoned her in your web of secrecy, you control-freak. Did you think that your affair with an intelligent woman was anonymous in the same way as your obsess about the free labor you get from your somewhat-anonymous admis? You could have just said on Saturday "no comment" and said later said to her: "You really let me down. Please do not ever do that again because it hurts." Instead, you somehow focus the entire power of your communications network Death Star on her and leave her to your pack of wolves to finish her off. Are we supposed to be entertained by that? We are not amused because it is not a fair fight. You were the one who came into it with all of the control-freak preconditions and then to drive her into a corner with the notion that what you have to say, ever, has anything to do with law enforcement. She was just looking for someone to love and you drove her into a corner and she panicked. That may work for some of your volunteers, but they are in love with some kind of vision of openness and honesty. Your volunteers are not in love with you in the way Rachlel was.)) I wish I were limber enough to perform autofellatio so that a certain FBI agent and his Sekrit Service friend want to play in their romper room with me so that they can learn how to pronounce the word. A-u-t-o-f-e-l-l-a-t-i-o. It is pronounced just like it is spelled. Sam Sloan has a fun page called Memo of My Conversation with FBI Agent John P. Butler and WARNING: The FBI is investigating my web site. He has another fun page: An Evil Woman is Finally Dead. How can I ever thank Afrah enough for peaking my interest in her native tongue, Urdu? In my web search, I hit on Sam web site and where I could see a web site where there is no privacy disclaimer because Sam's sense of his own need for privacy is poorly developed.
The British man-girl JzG: JzG cannot stand to let a list like "List of non-pornographic films featuring nudity" survive, so he starts the deletion process. JzG claims that this list is "a list of films to wank to if you are too young or too embarrassed to rent proper porn and haven't yet found the internet". The problem JzG pretends to not recognize is that typical commercial porn films involve dumb sex act by dumb women - you know, low-I.Q. uneducated, unimaginative, dependent women - like the one that JzG married. JzG announce his deletion campaign on the talk page by needlessly insulting of the author of the article by bypassing the standard more polite templates just so that he can inject his bile into the process. JzG uses his status as an "established editor" (who relentlessly stokes the us/them mentality within the wiki-clique) to engage in unecessary personal attack after personal attack. JzG incessantly congratulates himself and embarrass himself in front of the world. Perhaps he is only a man in his body. In his mind, it seems that he is a hovering, intolerant old woman (or an insincere and manipulative facade of one), hoping to have some access to younger people. JzG will be forgotten ten minutes after he is dead (likely of old age, like his father, whatever his father's name was). His multiple fake admin-quits are so female that I advise JzG to have his hormone levels evaluated by a licensed physician.
RPI NGC benchmark:
http://www.wikimapia.org/6097745
I ran across this new web resource and I thought you would be amused. If you click on the link below, you should see in your web browser an attempt to render a simple virtual reality where you are standing on the street outside of the Grotto. Google has started to drive cars around with special cameras mounted on top that can take 360 degree photos (an array of cameras with wide-angle lens that are later merged). They have driven the car around select streets of Troy and taken these photos every 20 feet or so, including Sage Ave. and 15th St. The presentation is as if you are walking down the street and looking at the buildings. Here is a link that allows you to look at the two windows of the Grotto:
The two windows are somewhat obscured by a tree branch, so I pointed at the window of the bathroom. Everything can be panned with the mouse so you can look up and down the building, up and down the street, move up and down the street. On the street map in the background, it's only where they have the yellow lines that are where they have this coverage; i.e. to where you can travel in this VR.