August 13th, 2003

Dark Tower

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The ever sarcastic Maureen Dowd has just predicted the end of the internet (suspect that link won't last long). It seems US pollies have started creating blogs for themselves in an attempt to be hip. I've got in just at the wrong time, as per usual.

But does anyone care? Here's a quote from the Herald's Web Diary:
"I shall give a propagandist reason for starting the war, no matter whether it is plausible or not. The victor will not be asked afterwards whether he told the truth or not. When starting and waging war it is not right that matters but victory." - Adolf Hitler

Interesting parallel, but there are some differences today. The power of the internet means that the victors are most certainly being asked whether or not they told the truth.
That seems all a bit suspect (and self-important) to me. If Johnny Howard wants to introduce the death penalty, he's hardly going to let some internet chatter stop him, when he happily plows through whatever the Herald has dug up on him this time.

In the meantime, C++ is doing what it does -- which is require enormous amounts of fiddling with long compile times -- and I'm trying to track down a scanner big enough to scan a really funky illo of Kyla's, which will be in the next Borderlands one way or the other.
Dark Tower

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Hi, kids! I'm Harry Recon, and this is my twin sister, Aerial. My parents named me after President Harry Truman, who created the Central Intelligence Agency when he signed the National Security Act on Sept. 18, 1947. Aerial is named for our love of flying. We love being in the air because its so much fun and we take great pictures from up there, as well. We love flying so much that Mom has a hard time keeping us on the ground to do our homework and our chores! -- from CIA for Kids

Isn't that nice? Well, I'm sure it's easy to be cynical about such things when we're not part of the target audience. So here's the new kid's website of my humble employer, and it's not too bad:

I was actually out wandering around of the physics buildings over lunch, looking for someone, and it must be said we have some pretty cool stuff, here and there. Didn't spot Joe Byrne's armour, but I'm sure it's around here somewhere.