Yesterday, along with the copy protected shiny thing that plays music, I also picked up a copy of Total Recall on DVD. I hadn't seen it in a while, and was reminded of it when we were talking in #evanchan about the new security portals that were installed recently at Heathrow (they look cool, but not as cool as what looked like a millimetre wave display on Total Recall).
My, that film's aged.
Total Recall is very similar to another Arnie film, The Sixth Day:
Sixth Day
Total Recall
Arnie gets up, sees an advert for spangly new technology and goes to work as a ridiculously over-muscled chopper/plane pilot
Arnie gets up, sees an advert for spangly new technology and goes to work as a ridiculously over-muscled construction worker.
Arnie has a conversation with a work colleague and gets persuaded to do something that's full of spangly new technology like cloning the family pet.
Arnie has a converation with a work colleague and gets persuaded to do something that's full of spangly new technology like taking a memory implant of a trip to Mars instead of going there.
After said spangly new technology, Arnie wakes up in an automatically driven cab where he pays by thumbprint.
After said spangly new technology, Arnie wakes up in an automatically driven cab where he pays by thumbprint driven by a scary sub-Hensonesque Johnny cab puppet.
Something has gone Horribly Wrong whereupon the new spangly technology of asking for a cloned pet bizarrely results in Arnie's life being irrevocably changed for the worse if, for this particular example, we take worse as meaning a combination of:
Something has gone Horribly Wrong whereupon the new spangly technology of asking for a cloned pet bizarrely results in Arnie's life being irrevocably changed for the worse if, for this particular example, we take worse as meaning a combination of:
It's here that Sixth Day and Total Recall diverge. Whilst Sixth Day has a whole host of technologies that we expect from "the near future" and was released in 2000, Total Recall is set in the 2080s, a good 90 years after it was filmed in 1990.
Things we can learn about living in 2080 after having watched Total Recall:
Computer displays will be everywhere. Unfortunately, they will all be CRTs with fishbowl-effect curvature, and none of those displays will be larger than fouteen inches. They will also have a hideously low refresh rate, which means that anyone selling migraine or headache medication will be a wise investment on the stock exchange. There's also a curious affectation of rotating displays around ninety degrees so that they're in portrait orientation. There might be a few holographic displays, but they'll be exclusively reserved for displaying tennis training lessons run by the latest fad: late 80s dressed sports instructors.
While computer displays themselves might be everywhere--or video ones at least--any comnputers that we do have will look like the electronic typewriters of today, only with a small ten inch CRT attached to them via an arm. There will only be one of those in the entire world, but that's okay. One scientist will be allowed to have a tablet PC.
All cars will be angularly styled and have a characteristic electric whine. Fortunately, the Toyota Prius hybrid already has that characteristic electric whine, so we're well on the way.
Passports will still be made of paper, immigration controls will still be performed by irritable young men, inked visa stamps will still be... inked stamps.
People under extreme stress will still want to splash their faces in cold water.
Ikea clearly doesn't exist in the future, because all furniture is gunmetal grey and strictly functional. Bright colours are not tolerated at all.
No one has a mobile phone, but videophones are everywhere. They're the ones using the portrait orientation displays.
They still have GPS tracking devices, only this time they can show you a 3D rendered view of where the tracked object is. Just like these.
Oh, I almost forgot. We'll have colonised Mars. There's realism for you...
It's interesting to see how much has changed since 1990, when Total Recall was released. Whoever worked on the film missed out a whole plethora of personal comms and display devices and succumbed to the "but at least we'll have different cars in the future" belief that most SF films subscribe to. I'm all for watching Minority Report in thirteen years' time.
I have a confession to make. This afternoon, I succumbed to a carefully orchestrated campaign designed to make me buy this CD.
That's right: Avril Lavigne’s sassy presentation and her catchy, angst-ridden teen-punk lyrics have pummelled me into submission. Complicated was bad enough, and though Sk8er Boi might not have survived being deconstructed, I felt that there wasn't much I could do than identify with a hip young alternative sixteen year old girl who stops traffic in a major city, then inevitably gets arrested for inciting a riot.
So far, so happy consumer. Until, of course, I tried to do what lots of happy consumers do nowadays, namely rip, mix and burn. Or, in my case, iPod. It turns out that Avril's CD is copy protected; it says this on the case in some sort of three point font where you're informed that the disc employs some sort of mechanism which means that although it should play back properly on CD audio players, you may encounter problems if you wish to play back on a computer. To this end, there's apparently some sort of Windows application that you can use if you wish to listen to the music on a PC.
I don't want to listen to the music on a PC. Well, I do. But I want to rip the CD, I want it in iTunes, I want it on my iPod, I want to be able to copies those MP3s to my Windows desktop and listen to it there, too.
The CD does look different--there's a visible ring where what seems like the data session has been burnt to the disc. Presumably it's supposed to fool a multi-session aware drive into thinking that there's only one data track.
I found the receipt. I was all ready to return Avril's masterpiece until I figured that I might as well try feeding it into the laptop and seeing what iTunes could come up with.
The disc went in all right, but OS X and the laptop drive had to think for about fifteen to twenty seconds before an Audio CD icon popped on to the desktop, then, about a second later, a second icon for a data CD appeared. The conversation probably went a little like this:
Drive: Oooh, yum. A CD. Gobble gobble gobble.
OS X: Very nice, very nice. What's it say?
Drive: Oh, a whole bunch of stuff. Er.
OS X: Er?
Drive: Um. I think this CD's schizo.
OS X: What do you mean, schizo?
Drive: Well, see, there's your normal Audio CD part...
OS X: Thank you kindly, let's mount that and stick an icon to it on the desktop.
Drive: A capital idea!
OS X: Why, thank you. Now, you said there was something else?
Drive: I'm not exactly sure, but there's some sort of data session, too.
OS X: It's probably useless. Oh well. We should mount it anyway.
Drive: Sure! Here you go! OS X: Woohoo! Now let's go start iTunes...
Ha! Copy protection only worked on Windows computers! iTunes had happily popped up and was graciously offering to rip the entire CD to my hard drive whereupon I could transfer it wholesale to my MP3 player.
Avril, thank you!
Thanks to Tom's prompting, I've tidied up the design of the two weblogs here, ext|circ and ext|linklog. Text is now rendered slightly differently--the stylesheet now specifies relative, not absolute, font sizes, so resize away using your browser to your heart's content. The sidebar on the right has had a few changes to its text to hopefully make it clearer, and the "about" pages have been trimmed and rewritten. Comments, display bugs, etc. are welcome as always.
On the reading list: Email as Spectroscopy: Automated Discovery of Community Structure within Organizations.
Joshua R. Tyler, Dennis M. Wilkinson, Bernardo A. Huberman
Statistical Mechanics
Thu, 20 Mar 2003 01:58:20 GMT
We describe a methodology for the automatic identification of communities of practice from email logs within an organization. We use a betweeness centrality algorithm that can rapidly find communities within a graph representing information flows. We apply this algorithm to an email corpus of nearly one million messages collected over a two-month span, and show that the method is effective at identifying true communities, both formal and informal, within these scale-free graphs. This approach also enables the identification of leadership roles within the communities. These studies are complemented by a qualitative evaluation of the results in the field. [arXiv, full text pdf, Nature]
This from the BBC:
Net users eager for news of the conflict are turning to the web to keep up with the latest developments. [more]
We suggest:
Newspaper readers eager for news of the conflict are turning to newspapers to keep up with the latest developments.
What's that, you say? The Inter-net? No, dear, I get my news from the televisionophone.
I was going to wonder who was going to do this first, and to be honest, I thought it was going to be Fox News. I was wrong. It was MSNBC: they're the first to display an on-screen clock counting down from 48 hours. Here are some pictures I took:
While we're at it, there's also this screenshot I took of Google News.
24 hour rolling news coverage, apparently:
Campbell Soup Company must be kicking themselves: amongst their brands, nestling between Campbells and Pace Foods is Franco-American Gravies and Franco-American Spaghettios.
Quite how American "patriots" are going to reconcile a need for gravies and spaghettios with a visceral hatred for anything French is beyond me. Perhaps Campbells will urgently rebrand as Freedom-American Gravies and Freedom-American Spaghettios.
So yesterday, thanks to Tom Dolan's prompting, I tried downloading Apple's December 2002 Developer Tools in 30 10MB segments instead of one 300MB download. Every single time I'd tried to grab the 300MB download it had stalled at around 50% or 98%. The segmented download worked, and I was terribly happy and began installing the new tools, mainly because I needed to start using Java 1.4.1. Until Entourage popped up a dialog on the screen:
"You don't have enough disk space. Just thought you'd like to know. I'm going to close myself now."
Oooh, thanks. So I checked. Yes, I was out of disk space. This was not good. I frantically deleted a number of Quicktime files I'd been hoarding (some of the Animatrix shorts), and freed up around 300MB or so. The installer finished. It wanted to reboot, I agreed. NetNewsWire crashed. Eh, I thought.
The laptop came back up, I logged in, and... something wasn't quite right. The dock didn't look right, for starters: there were far too many Apple apps in it. Aside from iTunes and iChat, there was some bizarre Apple logo on a spring next to my trash and some insane person had stuck every single Apple iApp in my dock. All of them! From Address Book to Mail to iPhoto to iMovie. The only thing missing was Safari.
Panic is usually a good course of action around now. The files that were on my desktop were prior to the heart-attack-inducing-reboot were, thankfully, still on my desktop. My network connection settings were still there. I loaded up Entourage, was was particularly happy that it reported no problems at all with its nigh on 1GB worth of mail. Then, I loaded up NetNewsWire, and discovered to my horror that apparently I only dreamed about being an infovore because I was only subscribed to, say, fifteen news sources.
Fifteen RSS subscriptions does not an infovore make. I'm sure that last time I checked, I had around one hundred and fifty. Typically, the last time I'd backed up to an OPML file was, say, over a month ago, and I'd added at least a few subscriptions since then. Well, at least ~/Library/Application Support/NetNewsWire/Cache/ was still intact. Or as intact as it could be, now that a horrifying bunch of it wasn't being updated.
Oh well. At least the Developer Tools work now. And I'm all Java 1.4.1_1-ified. I still can't persuade the System Preferences to make Google my homepage, though.
It won't be long until T-Mobile's UK trial of hotspots reaches its end and we suddenly have to pay for wireless access in Starbucks. Well, fine: it wasn't going to last forever. On the 31st March, four pre-pay tarrifs will be introduced, ranging from 60 minutes for £5.50 to a day pass for £16.50. This will be available in 56 Starbucks across the country.
But wait. T-Mobile has recently slashed hotspot prices in the US so that from 1 March, a day pass will cost $6. For those UK residents keeping count and who want to know exactly how much their jaw should be dropping, that's £4, making the UK day pass 4.125 times more expensive.
Insane. Insane and bloody typical. Don't even get me started on flat rate GPRS data charges, either.
The sky is falling; Google is breaking (17:47 GMT 9 March 2003) with the following error message:
Server Error
The server encountered a temporary error and could not complete your request.
Please try again in a minute or so.
The error seems to be limited to only a few of Google's servers--try your query a few more times and it'll get through.
It seems other people have noticed, too. Oh, and the Google dance is in session.
Look! I helped with this. Sorry. Dashing off to a lecture. More later, undoubtedly.
Edit: Some people may be labouring under the impression that I had something to do with the article (I didn't). What I meant was that I helped with this, which is slightly different. I think (but am not sure) that it's based on an article that appeared in the NYT's Best Ideas of 2001, since the tone is somewhat familiar (rabid fan journalist).