The Info Highway

I think this was originally posted to USENET years ago, but the exact origin is unclear. Anyway, a recent ILX thread asked about the disappearance of “information superhighway” metaphors, so it’s time to drag this out again especially since AOL just discontinued USENET access.

The “September that never ended” finally ends.

I get so tired of people who say to think of the Internet as a computer highway. Some clueless fool (and that includes both Clinton and Gore) talking about the “Information Superhighway.” They don’t know crap about the net if they think it’s like a highway. It’s nothing like a Superhighway; that’s a bad metaphor.

Yeah, but suppose the metaphor ran in the other direction. Suppose the highways were like the Net. All right! Severe craziness. A highway hundreds of lanes wide; most with potholes. Privately operated bridges and overpasses. No highway patrol. A couple of rent-a-cops on bicycles with broken whistles. 500 member vigilante posses with nuclear weapons. 237 on ramps at every intersection — no signs.

Wanna get to Ensenada? Holler out the window at a passing truck to ask directions. Ad hoc traffic laws. Some lanes would vote to make use by a single occupant vehicle a capital offense on Monday through Friday between 7:00 and 9:00. Other lanes would just shoot you without a trial for talking on a car phone.

AOL would be a giant diesel-smoking bus with hundreds of Ebola victims. Throwing dead wombats and rotten cabbage at the other cars most of which have been assembled at home from kits.

Some of the other vehicles are 2.5 horsepower lawn mower engines with a top speed of two miles an hour. Still others burn Nitroglycerine and idle at 120 mph. No license tags; World War II bomber nose art instead; terrifying paintings of huge teeth or vampire Eagles; bumper-mounted machine guns. Flip somebody the finger on this highway and get a white phosphorus grenade up your tailpipe. Flatbed trucks with anti-aircraft missile batteries to shoot down the Krud Traffic Watch helicopter. A little kid on a tricycle with a squirt gun filled with Hydrochloric Acid. No exits or off-ramps.

Now that’s how an Interstate Highway system would be if it were like the Net.

When Silicon Valley wants to look good, it measures itself against Detroit. The comparison goes like this: If automotive technology had kept pace with computer technology over the past few decades, you would now be driving a V-32 instead of a V-8, and it would have a top speed of 10,000 miles per hour. Or you could have an economy car that weighs 30 pounds and gets a thousand miles to a gallon of gas. In either case the sticker price of a new car would be less than $50.

In response to all this goading, Detroit replies: “Yes, but would you really want to drive a car that crashes twice a day?”

So while we’re at it, how about some special vehicles for this so called “Information Super Highway”. Here is a guide to the different protocols and applications which you can use to cruise…

OSI – This sleek black car has obviously been long years in the design process – almost everything has been thought of, down to the last detail. Unfortunately, it is 500 feet long, weighs 300 tons, and has no accelerator pedal. It takes a long time to get going, but once it reaches its top speed (15 mph), it takes a lot to stop it. A gentle hill will usually do the trick…

TCP/IP – This hillbilly pickup truck has the most crazy assortment of add ons you can possibly imagine, but underneath there is a deceptively simple, rust-free chassis. You can also hear the purr of an obviously turbo-charged V8 engine underneath the clutter, but it’s getting harder to find. It’ll do 0-60 in 4 seconds, but it has no brakes. Brakes? Who needs brakes? Just jam a crowbar in the axle and lock the wheels…

WWW – This is a huge freeway system, with roads crossing roads all over the place. Exits flash past at bewildering speed, and before long you can think you’re lost beyond hope of ever being found. However, if you know where you want to go, you’re okay, since you can guarantee that there will be at least a dozen ways to get there. Unfortunately, they’re all off that road underneath you. So you just have to work out how to get there…

Mosaic – This is a huge tour bus, the very latest air conditioned, luxury model. It’ll take you wherever you want to go, as long as there is a 5-lane freeway right to the doorstep, otherwise get off and walk (it’s quicker). Oh, and the highway is jammed with hundreds of other buses full of Japanese tourists busy taking photos and writing articles about the anarchic freedom of the highways, while sitting in a huge traffic jam waiting to get into Graceland.

ftp – This is a sleek bare-bones sports car with an ultra aerodynamic body. It will take you where you want to go in the blink of a second and you can fill the trunk with as much stuff as you want. However, there is no windshield, 184 gears, and you have to type in a 12 digit number from memory to tell it where to go.

telnet – This is a reliable old family station wagon. It never breaks down, can fit down any road, no matter how small and twisty, and performs well no matter what the road conditions. However, it goes at the same speed on a 6 lane freeway as on a dirt track, and it steers like a 12 ton truck.

Windows X – This is a flashy red convertible, with electric windows, doors, sunroof etc. Inside, you can alter the position of the steering wheel, the layout of all the controls and instruments, the sound of the horn, and the color of any of the fittings. It is the ultimate accessory for the power user, and gives you many happy years of pleasure. It is only when you get out of the car that you realize that you never left your driveway.

Windows 95 – A big improvement over the Windows X model, and it boasts a big “Highway Ready” sticker in the back window, which means you finally get to leave the parking lot. You get inside, and press the big red “Go Info-Hwy” button on the dashboard. You wait for the g force. Nothing happens for 10 minutes, then the square wheels fall off.

Twixters

Periodically one of the news magazines feels it necessary to roll out another “what’s wrong with these damn lazy kids?” feature and this week, Time targets “twixters” – young people who “will not, or cannot, settle down.”

The Time article has a conservative condescension to it (I know I know, big surprise) that’s even more cynical than the twixters they’re writing about. It admits that “Young people know that their material life will not be better than their parents,” but implicitly berates them for not sucking it up and conforming like everyone else.

“They’re well aware of the fact that they will not work for the same company for the rest of their life,” says Bill Frey, a demographer with the Brookings Institution, a think tank based in Washington. “They don’t think long-term about health care or Social Security. They’re concerned about their careers and immediate gratification.”

Maybe they saw one or both of their parents laid-off and experienced first hand how things really works.

“My problem is I’m really overstimulated by everything,” Galantha says. “I feel there’s too much information out there at all times. There are too many doors, too many people, too much competition.”

And just how many “twixters” are comfortable and well-adjusted with this? Did you interview them?

Marketers have picked up on the fact that twixters on their personal voyages of discovery tend to buy lots of stuff along the way.

Again with the condescension. Sometimes buying lots of stuff is a great way to keep yourself from thinking about how shitty things are.

The situation is analogous to their promiscuous job-hopping behavior—like Goldilocks, they want to find the one that’s just right-but it can give them a cynical, promiscuous vibe too. Arnett is worried that if anything, twixters are too romantic. I’m 47—they looked at it much more practically. I think a lot of people are going to end up being disappointed with the person that’s snoring next to them by the time they’ve been married for a few years and they realize it doesn’t work that way.”

And he’s accusing twixters of being “too cynical?” How about the fact that many of these twixters grew up in broken homes because their parents couldn’t keep their marriages together. Maybe they want something more “romantic” because they don’t want to end up with someone they hate. Maybe twixters realize that relationships are the one thing they can control when much of their life it out of their control.

If twixters are ever going to grow up, they need the means to do it—and they will have to want to. There are joys and satisfactions that come with assuming adult responsibility, though you won’t see them on MTV’s Real World.

Adult responsibility as defined by who? Do all twixters watch The Real World? Do all social scientists now sleep with a copy of Bowling Alone under their pillow?

The Man Who Broke Britain

I’m still working on my top 10 music list for 2004 and haven’t really thought about a 2004 movie list yet, but one film that will definitely be on is the BBC’s faux documentary The Man Who Broke Britain.

Presented as a “look back” at the market crash of January 2005, the movie details the Gordian Knot of financial transactions known as derivatives – high risk contracts tied to security or commodity transactions. The upshot is this: say you have a lot of money (like a billion or so dollars) tied up in oil future derivatives. Now say you have a terrorist event affect an already unstable oil price. Now add someone on the inside that may or may not have been rigging things to implode the worst possible way.

It’s all somewhat arcane, but the movie makes it much more suspenseful than most of what I’ve recently seen. Easily the best oil finance conspiracy movie since The Formula (which may have been the last oil conspiracy movie) Of course, mainstream economists are complaining, but hey if Nick Leeson gives the methodology a thumbs up

Look To The Cookie

I’ve had a couple of different black and white cookies over the past year, but the best one I’ve had wasn’t in NYC but today at Ponzio’s in Cherry Hill, NJ.

Ponzio's Black & White cookie

The chocolate icing was denser and slightly less sweeter (more fudge?) than in the usual black and whites you find in the city and the cake (even though it’s called a “cookie” it’s actually cake down below) was spongier and held together extremely well.

Add a bottomless cup of coffee and you’re done for the day.

Best Jerry Orbach story ever

Best Jerry Orbach story ever (found in alt.obituaries)…

About a year ago I was watching the extras on the DVD of “The Hustler” and they were talking about Minnesota Fats. Jerry Orbach was interviewed and told a wonderful story…

While Fats was trying to promote something he appeared on one of the talk shows with Orbach. Maybe Carson, maybe Cavett… One of them. At any rate, it was being taped in NY and Jerry was appearing in a show that night.

So the show was taped in the afternoon and during the show, Fats challenged Jerry to a game of pool and not realizing that Jerry was one hell of a player, he gave him some sort of advantage figuring that he would still smoke the actor.

Fats, as I recall, never got to take a shot because Jerry ran the table.

So Jerry went on to do his show and told the stage hands about it. And one of them went to a bar after the show and with the crowd watched the talk show that was taped earlier in the day, and bet on Jerry to beat Fats with a patron who did not realize that the show was
prerecorded.

New Year random linkage

Various and sundry stuff I didn’t get a chance to blog yet…

A tour of the transmission tower infrastructure on top of Mt. Wilson in Los Angeles.

Since there’s really no difference between expensive designer audio cables and plain-old wire, cable maker Monster Cable has decided to sue anyone using the word “Monster.” I can’t wait for the inhabitants of Monster Island to weigh in with their opinion.

You know the dollar is in trouble when even the drug dealers abandon it.

Theme Park Maps for just about any park in any year.

Eastbound and down

Here we go again… <BULLWINKLE>This time fer shure!<BULLWINKLE>

Let’s see… Los Angeles with record rainfall (5″ in 24 hours), snow in the passes, and 60 mph wind gusts with lightning. Sounds like the perfect time to drive cross-country.

Riding shotgun with me are a PowerBook G4, a Rhinovirus Giant Microbe, an ancient scrabble board, several pounds of computer-related detritus, enough data on DVD-Rs to rival most national libraries, an octopus, several months worth of misc.transport.road postings, a lobster, and a 40GB iPod filled with disreputable disco, C-list psychsploitation, several days worth of BBC radio documentaries and Fifth Hope hacker conference audio, and the wiPod guide to free Wi-Fi networks.

Note to anyone contemplating purchasing a BMW: expect to spend $100 a month in repair and maintenance upkeep. It’s worth the hassle if you want to drive a nice car, but don’t complain if you’ve been putting things off for, say, a year and you want to have everything done. Just saying that you need to do the math.

Where I’m not supposed to move to

For the hell of it I answered the Find Your Spot quiz with exactly the opposite answers than how I would normally answer. So according to them, my top list of places I shouldn’t move to are (keeping the website’s town description intact this time):

  1. Round Top, Texas – Tiny Art Town In Texas’ Hill Country
  2. Lake Havasu City, Arizonas – Arizona’s West Coast
  3. Conroe, Texas – Big Lake Country
  4. Clarksdale, Mississippi – We’ve Got the Blues
  5. Crystal River, Florida – Manatee Haven
  6. Hopkinsville, Kentucky – Friendliest Place in Kentucky
  7. Fredericksburg, Texas – City of Steeples
  8. Kerrville, Texas – Hill Country Shangri-la
  9. St. Marys, Georgia – Georgia’s Oldest City
  10. Eufaula, Alabama – The Bluff City
  11. Green Valley, Arizona – Sunshine Paradise
  12. Bisbee, Arizona – The Copper Queen
  13. Marble Falls, Texas – Hub of the Highland Lakes
  14. Port Aransas, Texas – Always in Season
  15. New Smyrna Beach, Florida – Orlando’s Beach
  16. St Augustine, Florida – America’s First City
  17. Brunswick, Georgia – Georgia’s Art Capital
  18. Alexander City, Alabama – The South’s Best-Kept Secret
  19. Wimberley, Texas – A Taste of Texas Hill Country
  20. San Marcos, Texas – Hill Country Jewel
  21. Ormond Beach, Florida – The Secret Beach
  22. Deland, Florida – The Athens of Florida
  23. Guntersville, Alabama – A Lakeside Haven
  24. Paris, Tennessee – A Hidden Lakeshore Treasure

This list reads like a season’s worth of City Confidential episodes. I have to go to Round Top, Texas now, if only to eat at Royers Round Top Cafe where they promise:

Very soon you will be able to sit on the Cafe’s front porch and connect for WI-FI is coming! Yes, we will be the only “wireless hot” spot in Round Top! We’re bringing Austin to Round Top!!!

Slice of pecan pie, top off the gas tank, and get away as fast as possible.

Where I’m supposed to move to

I’m convinced that all web quizzes are fundamentally broken after seeing my results from the Find Your Spot quiz. According to it, the best suited places for me are:

  1. Cincinnati, Ohio
  2. Seattle, Washington
  3. Knoxville, Tennessee
  4. Salt Lake City, Utah
  5. Tacoma, Washington
  6. Carlisle, Pennsylvania
  7. Kent, Washington
  8. Bellingham, Washington
  9. Asheville, North Carolina
  10. Provo-Orem, Utah
  11. Denver, Colorado
  12. Greenville, South Carolina
  13. Olympia, Washington
  14. Fort Collins, Colorado
  15. Anchorage, Alaska
  16. Ogden, Utah
  17. Johnson City-Kingsport, Tennessee
  18. Charlotte, North Carolina
  19. Nashville, Tennessee
  20. Richmond, Virginia
  21. Bloomington, Indiana
  22. Hickory, North Carolina
  23. Chattanooga, Tennessee
  24. Roanoke, Virginia