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May 31, 2002

Glaciers and Huskies

By Glenn Fleishman

I was able to mush huskies yesterday; here are the photos. The team was up on a glacier near Skagway, Alaska, a main stop for cruise ships on the Inside Passage. A tiny town with lots of specific tourist services and the point from which activities end and start, including inland flights and passages.

Our trip started with a helicopter ride from near the dock across some glacier fields with expert narration. The wind was high, and the pilot noted that Skagway means something like North Wind, and that we shouldn’t worry: the fierce wind yesterday was just a normal day for them. (He was a Vietnam-era pilot, so had no worries about a mere wind.)

The glacier tour wasn’t long but was fascinating. The intensity of color of glacial ice is otherworldly, and the color of the snow and ice has specific meaning: recent avalanche, new fallen, compression in progress, etc. The pilot said 150 feet of snow turn into a single foot of glacial ice.

We flew up and landed on a glaciar with a large snow base on top — a snow bridge, they kept calling it, as it bridged any small crevasses well enough in the main camp. We were introduced to a musher, who showed us his dogs and talked about how they’re raised and trained. The very nice kid we got was 17, just graduated from high school, originally from Iowa! His father is a bush veterinarian, and the dogs he uses for his sled are rescued animals that he retrains.

The dogs were all incredibly sweet. The mushers said that they raise them to be social and welcoming, and they use only praise for reward, not food. The dogs are fed on a regular basis, but are praised all the time.

Pete took me out with a couple from Manhattan who had a great time as well. We went on a small track that they carefully check constantly for crevasses. The dogs are quite amazing. They learn to poop on the run to avoid slowing down during races. Pete ran his team on the Junior Iditarod last year.

They had about 200 dogs overall in the camp. One of the people harnessing dogs for Pete was from Arizona: she’d arrived a week before with no dog (or maybe even glacier) experience as a summer job! But she had a real fondness for dogs.

After the run, we were encouraged to thank the dogs, so I got to scratch the ears of a dozen or so happy animals. Only one was a little shy; that’s a trait that it looks like they breed out of those dogs or train out of them.

Here are reports from the conference and cruise from David Pogue and Doc Searls.

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May 29, 2002

Mush, You Huskies

By Glenn Fleishman

I should out be out on a glacier right now shouting, “Mush, you huskies, mush!” Instead, I am sitting on the ship reading email. It’s fall Seattle weather here in Juneau, and high seas cancelled Lynn’s kayaking trip and winds and bad conditions cancelled my doggie journey. I was supposed to be whisked away by helicopter to a glacier, ride with the dogs, and back. Instead, hot bus ride for 10 minutes to the airfield, donning special boots and life vests, and a wait.

They cancelled the dogs, but offered a cheaper package of a low set of glacier flyovers. Nah. A couple from New York said, bait and switch. They didn’t get us dressed up without knowing that the weather on the glacier had turned. When I think about it, they’re right: they were hoping we’d stay. Instead, several of us left, several stayed.

I might get the doggies…tomorrow! We’ll see. Tomorrow in Skagway.

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May 27, 2002

Making Radio Waves

By Glenn Fleishman

I’m sitting here in the library on the MS Volendam using my Apple iBook to connect over Wi-Fi to a fiber optic link to a satellite uplink run by the concessionaire. I’m at the Geek Cruises MacMania conference.

The event so far: a blast. Doc Searls is to my left. Bare Bones Software head Rich Siegel two seats down. John de Lancie is in the building. Chatting with folks from Brazil at dinner. Food: fabulous. Cabin: marvelous. Lynn’s happy, I’m happy, and we just left port at 5 pm.

This is possibly one of the geekiest and coolest things I’ve ever been part of. I lecture for three hours on wireless and Macintosh in a couple of days. We’re heading up the Inside Passage of Alaska. Dogsledding in Juneau on Wednesday!

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May 23, 2002

Macworld in July

By Glenn Fleishman

It’s a bit early to ask this question: but who among you will I see at Macworld in July? I’ll be there the 17th and 18th, although probably not all of both days. I was thinking about bird of a feather blogging and/or 802.11b lunch(es) or get-togethers.

A friend and colleague, Mike Daisey, is performing his one-man show, 21 Dog Years: Doing Time @ Amazon.com, and it might be fun to get a group together for a performance on the evening fo the 17th. The show has been well-reviewed. For instance, see this Reuters review, and this sampling of reviews.

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May 22, 2002

Machine is the Measure of All Things

By Glenn Fleishman

Per my blog entry on Maine and educational computing a few days ago, Paul Boutin had an additional point (read to bottom): Telling teenagers they’ll learn more if they stick to pencils and books instead of using Microsoft Office makes as much sense to me as telling them to go back to slide rules, typewriters, and mimeographs.

In fact, we have a meeting of minds: I don’t think kids shuld stick to pencils and books. Rather, most of the examples of technology used in classrooms for learnings is of the gee whiz variety: lookee them kids use PowerPoint! In fact, I agree 100 percent with Paul that students should be fully versed on the technology, but not in the cant of technology.

That is, PowerPoint is not a difficult tool to learn, and it doesn’t, by itself, help produce clear thought. Other computer tools could help that. It’s just a presentation tool. It’s not education to let students create multimedia presentations unless they gather and create the work itself and also, to a lesser extent (this is part of Paul’s point) learn how to use the tools to put it together.

Rather than teach presentation for presentation’s sake, teach the fundamentals that, in the end result lead to good presentation.

When I studied graphic design in college, way back in 1986-90, my freshman year class started with ink ruling pens and Bristol board. We drew even lines in a 7-by-7-inch square until we got them perfect. Then we drew lines of varying widths. Then we cut up smaller squares comprised of lines to test design ideas. And then we took our ideas and drew them.

Yup, we had computers. Yup, we knew how to use them. Yup, we could have done the exercises on the machine. But the handwork cemented the brain connection between physical reality, communication, and skill. When I went to work on the computer later, I had a set of tools that I could deploy irrespective of the thing I was faced with.

Gödel, Escher, Bach, Douglas Hofstedter’s tour de force of the 80s, contains an extended dialog near the end in which Charles Babbage (whose last name forms a musical pattern of sorts) appears and programs a number of “smart-stupids” (idiot-savants, in other words, or, in this case, difference engines) to perform miraculous tasks.

He was no less skilled in this fantasy for never having touched one. He’d learned (or invented) the fundamentals, and just needed to sit down and play.

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May 21, 2002

Boutin and Zweibel

By Glenn Fleishman

Okay, I’m officially cracked up: my friend, debating partner, former editor, and colleague Paul Boutin is quoted in this Onion story entitled Factual Error Found on Internet: Will we ever fully trust the Web again?” Boutin asked. “We may well be witnessing the dawn of a new era of skepticism in which we no longer accept everything we read online at face value. But regardless of what the future holds, one thing is clear: The Internet’s status as the world’s definitive repository of incontrovertible fact has been jeopardized.”

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I'm Not Anti-Computer, I'm Anti-Panacea

By Glenn Fleishman

I want to clarify yesterday’s burst of outrage over an article about computers in education in Lewiston, Maine. I firmly believe that a) students need early access and good training in computing; b) a great way to teach ideas about ideas is through learning how to evaluate truth from opinion from inaccuracies on the Web; c) there’s practically no career in which learning principles of computing from an early age won’t help in. Kids who know computing will certainly get better jobs.

Now the flip side is that the article I cited yesterday is about 90-percent full of “we gave the kids the computers and watch them go!" and only about 10 percent “we’re teaching the kids how the Internet and computers can be used effectively as part of their education.”

Typically, school districts can easily raise money for computers and not for textbooks or other resources. Typically, teachers are not trained (my aunt and her school fought for a training budget when her school arbitrarily decided on new computers and software). Typically, teachers are expensive tech support during classes.

This isn’t universally true: some excellent educators have figured out how to plan and budget and use computers as a cost-effective tool within the greater structure of education. Making PowerPoint slides: bad, unless you want them all to become Dilbert. Learning scripting: good, because it gives them tools to achieve results.

In sum, most computer education I read about and her about is the equivalent of handing a kid a TV set, a coax cable feed, and a videotape and leaving them alone with it. The proper use of a computer is like handing a kid a videocamera and teaching them about filmmaking.

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May 20, 2002

He Only Knows Three Words of Computerese: Microsoft, PowerPoint, and *(&@*&#$!

By Glenn Fleishman

This article from the Lewiston, Maine, newspaper filled me with fear about the next generation’s education. It should be hopeful. Maine signed a deal to bring tens of thousands of Apple computers to its students and educators, along with some kind of budget for training, maintenance, etc.

Of course, no cost-benefit analysis was performed comparing that one-time and then renewed outlay against hiring more teachers, offering teachers more training or smaller class sizes, or buying more textbooks or offering more in-class resources. A textbook might cost $50 and last 10 years. An iBook costs $1,100 (in its basic mode) and thousands of dollars of support per year in actual and staff costs. An iBook could hold thousands of textbooks, if they were available in that form, which most are not yet. Electronic textbooks rarely cost less than their paper counterparts, cannot be shared among students, and typically require annual fees instead of one-time purchases.

The article contains many disturbing comments. “The thing is, back in February these kids didnít know what a PowerPoint was,” said teacher Steven Williams. If anyone can explain why this is a good thing, I’d like to hear it. Quite a lot has been written about how PowerPoint has destroyed business discourse and is on its way to destroying academic discourse. It’s not Microsoft’s fault. Also, you can learn PowerPoint in about a day. Why should students, even as part of job training, need to learn it for academic classes?

Teach them how to outline, not how to make three bullet points. PowerPoint tends to reduce the options you have to fit them on a screen. Outlining, an important skill I was taught in elementary school, is something I still use today.

Teacher Steven Williams marvels at Nadeauís creativity. She made drawings, didn’t use clip art, so bully for her, but how would an opaque projector — ancient technology — not have worked as well here?

Six months ago, Williams’ students would have drawn a poster and written a short speech for their social studies project. Last week, they created electronic presentations, complete with animation, sound effects and digital photographs. Explain to me how a written speech is inferior to multimedia? At least it sounds like most of the elements are their own. Hmm…maybe not. Animation? Sound effects? My fiancee’s brother is an animation sound effects engineer. There aren’t many jobs in that industry.

Old-fashioned trips to the library have been replaced with surfing the Internet. Handwritten essays have been replaced with polished reports typed and e-mailed directly to teachers. Strangely enough, the Internet doesn’t contain the sum total of human knowledge, nor more than the contents of a few books found in the average library. Some of the public domain works are available, but most of the primary and secondary research students would need is not availble on the Internet. Some exciting primary documents are available, however, which is mostly of importance in the sciences (where research can be found and used), not the arts. And, geez, one more handwritten essay and those students might actually have developed readable writing. Of course, electronic documents offer no opportunity for encyclopedia cut-and-paste plagiarism, either.

Other teachers have noticed that grades have improved and attendance is up….While the teachers have marveled at improved attendance and greater motivation from their students, the kids have marveled at the machines. We need the math teacher: let’s quantify this subjective impression, please.

Fuzzy thinking, Internet research, and a state budget deficit (read the whole article)…damn, those kids might have to go back to the old boring library and read books again.

Update: Paul Boutin, who is from Lewiston, noted one part of the story I failed to highlight: they’re teaching critical source evaluation as part of the curriculum. Bravo! His post. Paul writes, I wonder what 7th-graders in Maine think of an essay written on a computer and posted to a weblog saying that they should go read a book instead. Adults who already have the good jobs are always talking like that.

My good sir! Specious, specious, specious! I’m not discounting the use of a computer, but rather the common uses cited in this article. Internet research is an incredibly powerful tool for a limited but deep subset of information. For most humanities, the Internet is only a partial or totally incomplete solution. Can I find the definitive works of Robert Frost online? No. I can find pirated and samizdat versions, but I’m not going to find the literary executor estate version of the poem.

When I was in AP English in high school, our instructor (the superb Don DeWitt, who deserves a Google shout-out in this entry) took us through the executor’s changes to Frost’s punctuation in Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening. The executor had changed “the woods are lovely, dark and deep” — a cadenced set of words with a pause — into “the woods are lovely, dark, and deep,” a short laundry list of the quality of the woods.

Using the mighty power of Google, I can find an authorized version of the poem (though oddly lacking the copyright notice, just a courtesy of label). I can also find stanzas with the alternate punctuation. But without the copyrighted full work in front of me with the thousands of notes which the executor used to explain or document his choices, I cannot have the same insight into the poem.

If I were trying to research butterfly migration patterns and numbers, as some scientists are doing in cooperation with school kids, the computer’s use is extraordinary, unprecedented, part of real science, a thrill, and educational. But teachers, as in this article, conflate professional looking — the clean electronic ASCII characters, the animation and sound in a presentation, the nifty bullets in PowerPoint — with original, coherent thought.

I like to defer to Herr Professor Doktor von Weinberger, esteemed author of interesting things to read like Small Pieces, Loosely Connected. His point on modern education is: why are kids forced to work always in a solitary manner when, in fact, most of life is about collaboration. Think about any work environment, any project, and it’s all about teamwork. Just like in sports, office life is about the collective, coordinated efforts of individuals.

In that sense, I’m very pro-computer: using instant messaging and email to collaborate, plus small wireless networks, plus face-to-face all seems like a set of multiple modalities that would be very powerful.

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May 19, 2002

Resistance is Futile

By Glenn Fleishman

Another reporter joins the Blog Collective. Ed’s article is a nice summary of the reasons why people paid to write for media companies find it so compelling to write for free for themselves.

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May 16, 2002

Clones Comments (no secrets, but some spoilage)

By Glenn Fleishman

I saw Star Wars, Episode II: Attack of the Clones this morning. Hey, George Lucas remembered how to make a fun film with great effects! Gone is the tedious small-mindedness of the first film. Gone is the angelic and annoyingly flat child actor playing Anakin, and no mention of midi chloridians. (“Master Qui Jon, you keep talking about these midi chloridians. What are midi chloridians anyway?” “Well, Jimmy, you might remember me from such educational films as Two Minus Three Equals Negative Fun….”).

Mercifully reduced in appearance and actually central to the plot: Jar-Jar Binks. Some extremely wooden acting in the first few scenes, but excellent fights and effects. The acting warms up quite a bit, and, you know, there’s a real story there. Excellent visualization of some new aliens. A gladiator scene.

A lot of fun, even at 8 am on opening day. A very tired audience (friends offered me and my fiancee tickets, so we only had to get up at 6 am today, not 6 am Tuesday). One of Master Yoda’s late appearances in the film got a huge round of applause. Oh, yeah, even Yoda is rehabilitated with meaningful dialog.

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May 10, 2002

Monoliths Start to Crumble

By Glenn Fleishman

Letter to Scott Rosenberg at Salon: I mostly agreed with today’s piece: you finally broke down the “blogs are monolithic” meme which has been annoying me no end. The meme is “all blogs are Sullivan/Kausfiles/etc. except blogs that are navel-gazing journal-writing nonsense.”

Of course, I have a (micro)chip on my shoulder. My Wi-Fi blog (80211b.weblogger.com) is the #1 match on Google for “802.11b” — above the IEEE, above the manufacturers, above the Wi-Fi certification trade group WECA.

Google crowns credibility on blogs these days in three ways: one, by rewarding popularity; two, by offering prominence; three, by updating frequently. Many blog pages are the top match or two for seemingly popular mainstream topics. Google is often indexing blog home pages once a day.

This statement:
> I think the fire-in-the-belly of the blogging movement is less a matter of
> left or right than of a more free-floating anger at the professional media’s
> penchant for making mistakes and not owning up to them. You hear it when
> weblog pioneer ____ _____ complains about the sloppiness and inaccuracy of
> newspaper coverage of the software industry. Or when Amsterdam-based blogger
> Adam Curry (the former MTV host) rails at the media for mischaracterizing the
> assassinated politican Pim Fortuyn as a Dutch le Pen.

I think you missed one aspect of this. Adam Curry is not just railing: he has his own direct sources which the mainstream media had access to as well, and ignored. He was railing both against the failure of the mainstream to stop pigeonholing and actually correctly characterize Fortuyn’s policies (many of the characteristics were factually inaccurate, not just soundbites), and against the failure to understand the on-the-ground situation instead of relying on TV coverage of TV coverage of the events.

Of course, this email to you? It’s blogged. (blog.glennf.com)

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May 9, 2002

Valle Profundo

By Glenn Fleishman

It’s time to say goodbye to AltaVista as it sinks into the sunset, carrying with it the last few reasons to use the search engine. Google has a beta translation service. [via Robert Scoble]

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Geekage

By Glenn Fleishman

My dad and I both make MacFixIt’s home page today. A banner day for Fleishman family geekage.

An unrelated aphorism appeared to me in the air today as I complimented someone on their license plate: The problem with a conversation piece is that people want to talk about it. Am I channelling Yogi Berra? Wait, he’s still alive!

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May 8, 2002

World Reporting

By Glenn Fleishman

A fascinating site included this blog among its top journalist blogs. The others include some of the Usual Suspects (Unka Dave, Paul Andrews), and some interesting writing that I will now have to spend more time exploring. The EPN World Reporter site itself is a place for world journalists who work independently to post stories of interest. A fascinating idea, and one that I believe is gathering steam on many fronts. Monetizing is the problem: if you don’t have subscribers or charge fees, just like with the failed dotcoms, how can you turn writing into a living? We’ll see.

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May 6, 2002

Journalism Students Trumps BigPubs

By Glenn Fleishman

Jadine Ying interviewed me via email for the University of Illinois Journalism Department’s Spike Magazine about blogging and journalism. The article just appeared, and it’s about the finest explication of the tendrils that connect and surround reportage and blogging — and which separate journalism from journaling — that’s appeared in any publication anywhere. She’s got a bright future with this tone and analysis.

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Pushback on Spider-Man Warning

By Glenn Fleishman

Interesting comments have come in from my warning to parents about the fear factor in the Spider-Man movie. All the remarks say, not too many deaths, our kids did fine. Perfectly reasonable, and exactly the kind of parenting that’s delightful! They cared enough to think about it and check with their kids.

The death count wasn’t what worried me. It was more the genuine anxiety that the film spawned when I watched it, and which obviously affected the kids whose parents had to get them out of the theater. It was both nightmare scary (the kind of stuff that can’t happen, but makes you awake with a start in the middle of the night) and real-world scary (the kind of stuff that does happen, presented without any illusions).

Interestingly, the director had a third kind of cartoony violence/horror in the film, too. When Uncle Ben dies, it make me really choke up. When the aunt is threatened, I was almost sobbing: it crossed cartoon violence (the side of the house being torn off) with real violence (an elderly person pleading for safety). But then you had ridiculous, merely fun examples with the newspaper publisher (and, apparently, editor-in-chief) having his office blown in, nearly killed, and then flung aside, with no issue of broken bones or other problems. (Note the director’s brother, Ted, as the assistant for Jameson.)

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May 4, 2002

Spider-Man: Don't Take Your Kids, Please (PG-13)

By Glenn Fleishman

I noted that fellow blogger Robert Scoble was talking about going to see Spider-Man tonight. I sent him an urgent email: don’t take your kid! His son about eight, I think. The movie is an adult film, and, for instance, the PG-13 rating refers more to Clockwork Orange-style adult situations than the typical cartoony violence that kids are used to from video games and crappy films.

No, Spider-Man has terrifying existential moments. It’s no spoiler since the origin myth is well known, but good people die, and not in a cartoony or overwrought fashion. As I note in my previous post, I cried several times in the film, but it was more about the pain of what people were going through.

Several single-digit and slightly older children had to leave the theater crying in the early part of the film. One child behind me, probably between 8 and 10, begged his mother to take him out of the theater. Those parents (and kids) did not return later!

The rating system is really a joke, but I wouldn’t want a sub-13-year-old to see this movie. If you do, well, you’re going to be dealing with nightmares, and, mommy, daddy, are you going to die, too? Is the Green Goblin going to come for you? For some time. The cross of realism and comic book further crossed with New York City makes it all too present.

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Dooom doo doo doom dah! Doom doo doo doom dah!

By Glenn Fleishman

Spider-Man, Spider-Man…did what no other movie can: it’s actually good. A real story of sorts. Actual acting. Lots of real moments. I used to read Spider-Man irregularly as a kid (more into the flying superheroes of DC), and I’d forgotten how human he is. Yeah, he’s got a lot of cool abilities, but he’s still just a shy guy who can’t turn back the hands of time, who makes moral errors, and who doesn’t necessarily get the girl. The movie captured all that: the out-of-costume moments were fantastic, mostly very real. Tobey Maguire was the perfect choice because he has the range.

I cried quite a bit at moments, but don’t want to spoil why. I’d think if you lived in New York City, it might seem too raw: parts of buildings collapsing, explosions, random violence. The flip side: a hero who could make things better. There’s a particular moment where the fireman watch him bring a baby out of a burning building, and the cops try to arrest him. Someone else calls for help, and the cops recognize him as their brother, and let him go.

This brings me to an unrelated point: on the new Justice League show, a program of few words (easier dubbing) and lots of interesting punching, the characters all fly. Practically. The first time I saw Wonder Woman just leap up into the air, I said, where’s her damn invisible plane! J’onn J’onzz flies (of course), and Superman. Hawkgirl flies (the name makes sense). And Green Lantern flies, too (voiced by a colleage acquaintance, Phil LaMarr, who is Hermes on Futurama, Jack of Samurai Jack, and the guy in the backseat who John Travolta accidentally blasts in Pulp Fiction).

All this flying. All this contravention of physics. I mean, okay, I get Superman. And Green Lantern’s got the power ring, so, you know, pure energy equals flgiht. But Wonder Woman? Heck.

The series conforms more closely to the comic books than I would have expected. Some rich back story and rich characters instead of the typical blow stuff up villains. The Amazons are frequently involved, and invoke the gods, but the gods are pretty passive despite all the so-called “magic” of the Amazons. Wonder Woman herself is a product of some clay and divine intervention, but they kind of play that down to avoid frightening the fundamentalist types who think Harry Potter is a key to evil. (The Onion agrees.)

Green Lantern is one of the later ones, from after I stopped reading the comic books. He’s an older black man who has a strong military and moral core. Quite refreshing from the usual stuff.

I wish the continuity folks at DC and the animation studios would make up their mind on powers. Sometimes, a really strong villain can knock Superman out with a punch. (In an episode with an Amazon, I’m not entirely surprised because the Amazons powers are supposed to be outside the natural, so they can compete with him.) In other parts of the legend, he can move the entire planet. Likewise, Green Lantern has a vast amount of energy, but sometimes somebody sneaks up behind him and smacks him with a 2 x 4. Sigh.

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