Yeah–MY summer recess. It seems I’ve never really caught up on things from the winter and projects have been lying around, waiting to be done. So I looked ahead and saw on the horizon: Congressional recess and the two most BORING conventions anyone can imagine. So the hell with it. I’m going on break until September 10 so I can finish all the stuff that needs being done.
But to leave you with something: It seems Microsoft, after the stellar success of its original tablet and the iPod killer, the Zune, is about to enter the Hardware Wars with another tablet, thinking it’s the right time to turn the Apple/Samsung/Google battle to its own advantage. Microsoft–what you really need is your own market–like Steve Jobs did with the iPhone/Pod/Pad, find a niche where you can make a difference and then make it. Therefore, in a spirit of gallantry, I offer you my suggestion. And remember, as the Tallest said to Invader Zim: “It’s not stupid–it’s ADVANCED!”
THE MICROSOFT TOASTER
…all week long and I have a convention to prep for next weekend. So I am taking off this weekend and next. Come and see me at Anime Mid-Atlantic, Friday through Sunday, The Chesapeake Conference Center at the Norfolk Marriott Chesapeake, Chesapeake VA. Have a good two weekends!
I say this because of the incredible vacuum that seems to exist in the “real consequences” portions of their brains. OK, we got hit by a terrible terrorist attack back in 2001. So what did we do? Well, how about “becoming the biggest terrorist organization in the world.” What, us, terrorists? Think about it. If we don’t like you, we’ll invade you, overthrow your government, see that its leaders are permanently out of the picture and wait around until “you” create a government more to our liking. Now if that isn’t scary. Heck, if we don’t like our FRIENDS, we’ll rename fast foods to eliminate their names from our menus!
Now, you could argue that we are the good guys and, therefore, any heavy-handed actions on our part are justified. And that seems to be what our argument is with these anti-terrorist drones. If you’re on the “kill list”, better watch out. One day, you could be sitting on the toilet, reading a newspaper, minding your own business and then WHAM! Wiping is no longer one of your options! You could literally kiss your ass good-bye, if you had time to pucker up when it flew past you.
So the question of collateral damage comes up. What about innocent people who just happen to be in the blast radius? As one commentator mentioned, it’s a “Catch-22″ response. If you’re a male of military age living in proximity to a terrorist, why, you must be one yourself! Simple logic. Better not be the mailman or garbage collector. Or any stray women or children. Do you see a moral slippery slope?
Now, none of our weapons have ever been completely fool-proof. There are thousands of unexploded bombs littering the Iraqi landscape. All that has to happen is for one of these drones NOT to explode and guess what? The TERRORISTS have our technology! Hell, we don’t even have to worry about that, one of our patriotic corporations will sooner or later sell the technology to the highest bidder. Maybe one of our trustworthy friends. Like Pakistan.
Now who’s the next-door neighbor?
Anyone out there remember the Star Trek episode where there was an eternal war between two planets? But there’s no sign of any battles? Seems the whole thing is run by computer. It became too expensive to actually FIGHT wars because of the loss of infrastructure, so the computers simply create lists of the “casualties” and then they’re herded off to … become heroes? I don’t think any of our leaders ever saw this episode–must not have been on their list of important things to watch to prep for being a honcho.
Welcome to dystopia.You gotta wonder what politicians did when they were kids, sometimes. I’m starting to question whether or not any of them had a real childhood. You know, playing games for fun, reading science fiction, watching television. I’m starting to think that they all led this incredibly dedicated existence, meeting other kids of important people for power play sessions, joining the teams and clubs that would be useful to say they belonged to later on when they became adults.