Copyright in the digital age

This is from a couple of months back, so some of you may already have seen it. It’s an opinion piece on the Guardian technology blog by Canadian science fiction writer Cory Doctorow, who’s also involved with the Electronic Frontier Foundation.

I found it a thought-provoking, rationally argued, and also quite sobering examination of the effect that the internet has had and will continue to have on copyright issues, and the incredibly short-sighted, naive, and even dangerous legislative responses pushed by lobbyists from the entertainment industry (if you think threats to free speech are dangerous).

His argument is basically that attempts to stop illegal copying of music, movies and e-books are doomed to fail, despite attempts to hold internet service providers liable for illegal downloads, or legal action against suspected infringers. As he says:

“Hard drives won’t magically get bulkier but hold fewer bits and cost more. Networks won’t be harder to use. PCs won’t be slower. People won’t stop learning to type ‘Toy Story 3 bittorrent’ into Google. Anyone who claims otherwise is selling something – generally some kind of unworkable magic anti-copying beans that they swear, this time, will really work.”

Highly recommended.

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Data management satire

For all you scientists, a satirical response to a new NSF requirement for grantees. Brought to my attention by my sister Lisa, an archaeology PhD student.

A sample:

“I will store all data on at least one, and possibly up to 50, hard drives in my lab. The directory structure will be custom, not self-explanatory, and in no way documented or described. Students working with the data will be encouraged to make their own copies and modify them as they please, in order to ensure that no one can ever figure out what the actual real raw data is.”

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Networked! (maybe)

I just connected my blog to Facebook, so whenever I post something to my blog, all my Facebook friends can see it on my Wall.

Donald helped. I’m not that good with technology.

p.s. – It doesn’t seem to be working though, because I don’t see this on Facebook yet. I think I might have accidentally deleted an essential widget.

Stay tuned!

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Cardoons, Roman mayonnaise and Facebook. And some writing.

I’m always excited to try a new vegetable, and I’d been noticing cardoons for sale at Russo’s, where I buy most of my groceries. Cardoons look sort of like a big bunch of celery, though they’re actually more closely related to artichokes and thistles. Apparently the ancient Romans ate them fairly often; Apicius has several recipes (the ancient Romans also had mayonnaise, but that’s a different post!).

Well, let me tell you, they’re a whole heck of a lot of work to prepare! First you have to separate the stalks, like you would with a bunch of celery. Only the stalks are about 4 times as big as celery stalks. Then you have to trim the leaves off each stalk with a paring knife, and remove the strings from the bigger stalks. Only then can you cut them into eating-sized pieces, and cook them.

I only found one recipe for cardoons, though I haven’t looked through all my cookbooks yet. Stewed cardoons, from Moosewood Restaurant Celebrates. You boil the cardoons first in salted water with a bit of lemon juice, then stew them for an additional 20 minutes with canned tomatoes, olives, sauteed onions and garlic, and other herbs.

They were fine. Not delicious enough to warrant all that work, though! I suppose it’s just as well, because I don’t seem to have a lot of recipes for them, and I hate making the same recipe over and over again. If Joy of Cooking didn’t have some additional options, and it turned out I really loved cardoons, I was going to have to resort to Apicius.

On the other hand, the main dish I prepared that evening was pina colada shrimp, from one of the Rachael Ray cookbooks: seared shrimp in a coconut milk sauce with fresh pineapple, tossed with shredded coconut, served over jasmine rice. Stewed cardoons in tomatoes might sound like an odd accompaniment, but the tomato mingled nicely with the coconut around the edges to give a flavor reminiscent of a Brazilian moqueca (a seafood stew with tomatoes and coconut milk). And that is a very good thing!

On a completely different note, people who follow my blog might have noticed that I haven’t been posting much lately. They may also have noticed a precipitous decline in my posting frequency right around the time I joined Facebook. Hmmm…. I do have a few things I want to write about–interesting conversations and panels at the World Fantasy Convention, good books and magazines I’ve been reading–but it takes a lot of time to actually write a thoughtful post about something, rather than just rambling on about what I cooked for dinner earlier in the week, so those are all works in progress.

In writing news, I’ve been working on rewriting an older story that has not yet found a home, about this guy who starts turning into a tree. I think the new version is working much better. But it’s frustrating. I spent several days plodding through a new scene, only to realize towards the end that the scene was totally wrong and I needed to throw the whole thing out. Blah.

I’m also working on a novelette/novella (not sure how long it will end up) that’s a complete rewrite of another older story, this one about a swordswoman in a fantasy world without magic (or, at least, no more magic than our world), in an Empire that’s vaguely reminiscent of what you might imagine if a Chinese-influenced Mongolian Empire settled in European Russia, became decadent, and took over most of Europe and Asia (at least, that’s what I was aiming for). With some 18th century technology, but only rudimentary handguns. It’s also not-so-vaguely inspired by The Three Musketeers. Someone in one of my writers groups went so far as to call it Dumas pastiche. Or “When Athos Met D’Artagnan.” (There’s a romantic subplot, but don’t expect it to end well–again on a different note, will I start to write stories with happier romances now that I’ve been in one myself for the last year and a half? Or do I still have too much angst and bitterness to work out before I can get to those? Is this also something I should perhaps be pondering on Facebook rather than on my blog for the entire world to read? Questions, questions!)

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What I’ve been saying all along

Brought to my attention by Arun, an article in Slate.com about how cookbook writers are incapable of estimating how long it will take to cook a recipe.

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Montreal visit

A couple weekends ago (Columbus Day weekend in the US, Thanksgiving weekend in Canada), Donald and I went to Montreal, driving up on Friday morning and coming back on Sunday (thus hoping to avoid the long weekend traffic back into Boston on Monday, which unfortunately didn’t work quite as well as we’d hoped; others must have had the same idea). We stayed with my friend Rene (Donald’s friend too, now, on Facebook!), whom I know from science fiction conventions. (Rene was chair of the 2009 Worldcon in Montreal.)

The weather was beautiful, if on the chilly side. I hadn’t been to Montreal in a number of years, since my sister Lisa graduated from McGill and moved away (I used to visit her fairly often). I guess it’s hard to notice everything that’s different, when you didn’t actually live in a place, and haven’t visited in a long time. I did notice that there’s significantly more English on signs these days, hot dogs now being referred to as hot dogs, rather than “chiens chauds”. Rene confirmed that the authorities have, in fact, lightened up on French language requirements for signs. Apparently, about 90% of the complaints about English on signs were coming from about 3 people, so it was decided that there was not, in fact, widespread concern about English on signs contributing to the eroding of Francophone heritage.

On Friday evening, Rene cooked some yummy tofu tacos for us, and then we went to see the annual Chinese lantern exhibit at the Montreal Botanical Garden. It was really amazing, and I’m glad Rene suggested it.

On Saturday, we headed out to see Old Montreal, after a stop in the Plateau district for poutine. Lots of walking! Saturday evening, the three of us plus Rene’s daughter went out for dinner to, of all places, a restaurant specializing in Louisiana cuisine (called, perhaps unimaginatively, La Louisiane). I guess the Cajun/Creole food overdose from our recent Louisiana trip had worn off! The food was good, though not quite as good as in Louisiana.

Sunday we completed the trifecta of essential Montreal foods, with Montreal bagels for breakfast (they’re quite different from New York bagels, though, of course, still round with a hole in the middle), and smoked meat sandwiches from Schwartz’s for lunch. In between, we drove up Mont Royal, and walked up to the viewing platform at the top.

Oliver looks happy to be back in Canada, even for a short visit

Donald in front of the Montreal skyline

On a science fictional note, Worldcon chairs apparently all get a display copy of that year’s Hugo Award (these are kind of like the Oscars for science fiction and fantasy; though I’m not sure anyone who doesn’t already know this reads my blog). The rocket is always the same, but the base is different each year. As we were packing to leave, Donald glanced at it, displayed on its shelf, and said wistfully, “I want one!”

The way back from Montreal to Boston goes almost right by the Ben & Jerry’s ice-cream factory, so since I happened to be driving at that point, we got to stop. Donald was a little annoyed, and even more annoyed about the 45 minute wait in line for ice-cream. Joining a factory tour was out of the question, unless we wanted to wait an additional hour. Hmm, for some reason, a lot more people are interested in a tour of the Ben & Jerry’s ice-cream factory on the Sunday of a holiday weekend, than a tour of the Tabasco sauce factory on an ordinary Tuesday just after the start of the school year. Can’t figure that one out….

What's not to love?

Thanks again to Rene for his kind hospitality in La Belle Ville!

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It’s not actually a telegraph, but…

A video clip of a guy trying to build a working telegraph using only Stone Age materials. It’s a bit of a stretch to claim that he’s successful, and he does cheat by using a cigarette lighter and (I think) charcoal briquettes to smelt copper and iron ores. But it’s still pretty cool that he manages to produce a working battery (for some definition of “working”) with iron and copper he smelted himself, and cattail roots.

Good thing he doesn’t have to do this in a hurry, with a lizard-like alien trying to kill him.

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An important milestone in my writing career

I’ve finally collected so many rejection letters that they no longer fit in the 3-ring binder I’ve been using for them (it was a smallish 3-ring binder). I had to divide them between two 3-ring binders.

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Note to World Fantasy Convention …

… Apt 1 and Apt 2 are separate addresses!

My boyfriend Donald and I are both planning to attend this year’s World Fantasy Convention in Columbus, Ohio. Donald and I have kind of an unusual living arrangement, in that we live in separate apartments in one two-family house (we each have two roommates). Well, Donald just received the latest mailing from World Fantasy, inside an envelope that had a printed sticky address label showing his name and address, stuck on top of a printed sticky address label showing my name and address, so that just my name was clearly visible. I.e., even though we technically have different addresses, they assumed that we only needed one mailing between the two of us.

It seems that whoever addressed the envelopes didn’t notice that, even though our street address is the same, the apartment numbers are different. Unless they did notice, and figured that, if next-door neighbors in the same apartment complex who were both attending World Fantasy didn’t already know each other, they ought to!

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Speaking of obnoxious pleas for money….

I just received a fundraising letter that contained this line: “If you love children–as I know you do–please give now.”

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