SILICON SOAPWARE wafting your way along the slipstreams of the Info Highway from Bubbles = Tom Digby = bubbles@well.com http://www.well.com/~bubbles/ Issue #177 New Moon of May 24,2009 Contents copyright 2009 by Thomas G. Digby, with a liberal definition of "fair use". In other words, feel free to quote excerpts elsewhere (with proper attribution), post the entire zine (verbatim, including this notice) on other boards that don't charge specifically for reading the zine, link my Web page, and so on, but if something from here forms a substantial part of something you make money from, it's only fair that I get a cut of the profits. Silicon Soapware is available via email with or without reader feedback. Details of how to sign up are at the end. ********************* I'm back from the science fiction convention I mentioned in the last issue. There aren't too many memories that stand out. I went to a number of panels and concerts and other program items, most of which I found at least mildly interesting. I also roamed the party floor, finding some of the parties enjoyable, at least for a while, while others were too crowded and/or noisy and/or alcohol-centered for my taste. I got into some interesting conversations in the halls and the lobby and elsewhere. I blew bubbles at people, must of whom seemed to enjoy them. And so on. You know, the usual. Then there was the mundane news after the con. The court decision upholding Prop. 8 (the California ban on same-sex marriage) was disappointing but not a surprise. Now people are starting to organize a repeal campaign, probably for the November elections in 2010. And there's an update on that fast-food restaurant I mentioned back in SS #172 (December 30, 2008) that had the sign about how their Secret Ingredient was Quality, except that some of the letters had fallen off the sign. As of early April their Secret Ingredient had been "Qua", and it was still "Qua" when I went there this morning. Could this be one of those things where everybody who notices it is expecting someone else to take the initiative to fix it? Stay tuned. ********************* One bit of pre-convention computer frustration: I called the local paper to temporarily stop delivery on the mornings I was planning to be away, and got an automated system. That was a disaster. First, when I cleared my throat during the initial greeting the system thought I was trying to say something and stopped talking. It said it couldn't understand me, but gave me no hint as to what I should say. I couldn't figure out how to get it to resume. After a while it eventually asked me to enter my phone number. After I did so it repeated it back to me, but didn't put the pauses I was expecting between the groups of digits, or read it back faster than I was expecting it to, or something like that. So when it asked if the number was correct I wasn't sure exactly what numbers it had read back. The problem with that was that it wouldn't take "Say again" or "Please repeat the number" as an answer. Every time I tried to ask it to repeat the number it would respond with "I could not understand you. Is the number correct? Answer Yes or No." After several go-rounds of this it finally offered the option of saying "Help" and put me through to a human. Things went OK after that. But it was very frustrating. Later I got to thinking. I've read that the people making computer-animated movies have found that if they get what are supposed to be human faces almost, but not quite, perfect, people find them disturbing. If the faces are deliberately made more cartoon-like or doll-like the problem doesn't occur. So maybe something analogous was happening with the automated voice system, with some subconscious part of me thinking it was talking to a real person who was almost literally sticking her fingers in her ears and going "La, la, la, I can't hear you" in response to my requests to repeat the number. Would it have been less frustrating if instead of continuing to sound human, the voice had delivered its "I did not understand you. Answer Yes or No," (or maybe "That does not compute") in the kind of metallic-sounding monotone you used to hear from robots in 1950's sci-fi movies? Then it could have reverted to human when it offered the suggestion to say "Help" to talk to an operator. Has this been studied? ********************* When I stopped by the local 7-11, they didn't have the Metro (free weekly paper) in yet. So should I pick one up somewhere else? That's assuming, of course, that they have them. Don't pick any up if there aren't any there. But what if they don't have them, but somebody picks one up anyway? Would that leave some sort of negative paper there, a void in the fabric of space or something? And then what when the delivery finally arrives? Would one copy fall into the gap to cancel it, perhaps resulting in a catastrophic release of some huge amount of energy or something? Probably not. If such a thing were likely it would probably have happened before, and I would have heard of it. And there would be signs on the rack warning people not to take copies of the paper when there aren't any there. Since I've never noticed such signs, it's apparently not a problem. Either nobody leaves negative numbers of copies of the paper, or the delivery people know how to deal with the situation safely when it does come up. So I wouldn't worry about it. ********************* "The city is at a standstill, with most of the populace laughing so hard they're helpless to do anything else. According to reports, one of the local mad scientists is to blame. He built a huge psychic energy lens and is using it to focus comic background radiation on his victims. Comic background radiation is a recent discovery. A mad scientist noticed a typographical error in a magazine article where they had left the S out of the phrase 'cosmic background radiation', and immediately started work on it. This caught the rest of the world by surprise, since non-mad scientists had all just ignored the error. Many of them still can't bring themselves to really think about it, so they're having to recruit other mad scientists to help them. In addition, there are unsubstantiated reports that they're planning to use karmic background radiation to bring the villainous mad scientist to justice. Film at eleven." Or do TV stations not use that line any more? ********************* I recently had occasion to write about a watch I used to wear. There was one problem: The spelling checker did not like the brand name "Accutron". It suggested I replace it with "Accusation". I declined. But it did get me to wondering: What would an Accusation watch be like? Would it be designed to be used by teachers marking pupils tardy, meter maids enforcing time-of-day based parking restrictions, and others who might have occasion to accuse people of doing something at the wrong time or not doing it at the right time? If so, it might have such features as calibration directly traceable to official government time standards, a camera with the ability to time-stamp the pictures it takes, a printer to time-stamp any documents the user creates, and so on, all designed to stand up in a court of law. Of course things with most of these features do exist. They're just not called "Accusation watches". Another suggestion was "Octoroon". That's a word you don't hear much nowadays, although it might come in handy if you're playing Scrabble and have lots of O's to get rid of. It would also be good to know if you're planning on time-traveling to certain parts of the US, mainly (but not exclusively) in the South, before various court decisions and the passage of modern civil-rights legislation outlawed racial segregation. There were other suggestions, but they didn't seem as interesting as those two. ********************* According to news reports, the US Government is likely to end up owning a large chunk of General Motors. It could also end up owning shares of other auto makers. This may be an opportunity to do something good for the environment: Perhaps the government could use its influence as a shareholder to persuade the auto makers to make more environment-friendly vehicles. And perhaps the idea could be generalized: Let the government acquire ownership of the other large corporations that are gaining more and more power to do evil, and then let the government make those companies play nice. I don't have the details worked out, but I'm thinking there would be some formula whereby the larger the company, the greater the portion of it the government would own. Small "Mom and Pop" operations would be exempt. Government interest in medium-sized businesses would be minor, while a colossus like Wal-Mart might well end up being almost entirely government-controlled. Since these large companies are in a position to exercise as much power as some government agencies have, let them be subject to the same checks and balances and public accountability as government agencies are, at least ideally, subject to. ********************* There was a thing in the news recently about the authorities going after some telemarketer who had been doing a car-warranty semi-scam, ignoring such things as Do Not Call lists. That reminded me of how it could have been worse. And there's a downside to advanced technology: Timbuktu is not as isolated as it once was, although it's still a relatively expensive place to call. SORRY, RIGHT NUMBER In the dead of night The phone rings... And rings... And rings... "Hello?" Bright cheery voice: "Good morning! This is your three a.m. wake-up call." Not quite awake, I still manage to say That I didn't order any Three a.m. wake-up call. "We know that, but for only ten dollars a month You can cancel it." I thought I'd sent my money in for that already, But no, That had been to cancel Their two a.m. wake-up call. The three a.m. call was a new item Just added to their list Of "services". And they were planning others for the future At other hours of the night Along with don't-stay-in-the-shower-too-long calls Plus physical-fitness calls To keep you jogging Between the dinner table And the phone. I mumble something About answering machines And the voice grows angry: "That's...that's...restraint of trade! Listen, buster, you try that And we'll get an injunction so fast It'll make your head swim. And don't try anything funny Like letting it ring, either!" My mention of the bit In the Eighth Amendment about Cruel and unusual punishment Brings only scornful laughter: "We're exempt from all that stuff." My patience nears its end: "Law or no law, if this phone rings one more time I'm gonna rip it out by the roots And mail it to Timbuktu." SLAM!!! Ten minutes later Some delivery service calls With a special deal On mailing phones to Timbuktu In the middle of the night. So, the next time they call They'll get a recording: "The number you have reached Has been ripped out by the roots And mailed to Timbuktu. All of our overseas circuits are busy And calling Timbuktu is too expensive anyway But if you insist You may hold the line Until something becomes available." Only my friends will know That it's really An answering machine. Thomas G. Digby Entered 2345hr 2/22/84 ********************* HOW TO GET SILICON SOAPWARE EMAILED TO YOU There are two email lists, one that allows reader comments and one that does not. Both are linked from http://www.plergb.com/Mail_Lists/Silicon_Soapware_Zine-Pages.html If you are already receiving Silicon Soapware and want to unsubscribe or otherwise change settings, the relevant URL should be in the footer appended to the end of this section in the copy you received. 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