hecklin' be a way of life. when you heckle, you heckle to live. you heckle the bad musicians right off they stage, you heckle the bad films right off they screen, you heckle the powerful right off they thrones.

Thursday, December 15, 2005

That Creepy Ass Burger King. . . Thing, I Don't Know. . .

You've seen this shit. That creepy ass thing in the goddam plastic mask either A) Looks at you through your window while you sleep, B) Appears in the forest, or C) Fucking wakes up next to you like a goddam horse head from the Don.

Not to mention one of the latest spots has him appearing all Kong-A-Riffic to a frightened Faye Wray knockoff and handing her a digitally oversized whopper that looks about as appetizing as a moose turd. A fucking meat turd. That's what it is. A meat turd handed to you by a fancy dressed up serial killer.

Fuck Burger King.

Monday, December 12, 2005

Crazy Tinfoil Hippy Liberal Wacko RMS

I pulled this from someone on Facebook who pulled it from Bruce Perens' website

"The opinions here are mine. I am a full-time employee of Sourcelabs. They sponsor me to spend half of my work time being an Open Source leader, and they pay for my travel. The company has agreed not to attempt to set my agenda or control my speech. Questions: write to me: bruce at perens.com PRESS: It's OK to quote this material. Friday, November 18: Richard Stallman Gets in Trouble with UN Security for Wearing a Tin-Foil Hat

Richard Stallman, Mark Shuttleworth, and I are in Tunis, Tunisia for the UN World Summit on the information society. We've had an interesting day :-)

Richard is opposed to RF ID, because of the many privacy violations that are possible. It's a real problem, and one worth lobbying about. At the 2003 WSIS in Geneva, there was objection to the RF ID cards that were used, resulting in a promise that they would not be used in 2005. That promise, it turns out, was not kept. In addition, Richard was given a hastily-produced ID with a visible RF ID strip. Mine was made on a longer schedule, it seems, and had an RF ID strip that wasn't visible. I knew it was there because they clearly had us put our cards to a reader at the entrance gate.

You can't give Richard a visible RF ID strip without expecting him to protest. Richard acquired an entire roll of aluminum foil and wore his foil-shielded pass prominently. He willingly unwrapped it to go through any of the visible check-points, he simply objected to the potential that people might be reading the RF ID without his knowledge and tracking him around the grounds. This, again, is a legitimate gripe, handled with Richard's usual highly-visible, guile-less and absolutely un-subtle style of non-violent protest.

During his keynote speech at our panel today, Richard gave a moment's talk about the RF ID issue, and passed his roll of aluminum foil around the room for others to use. A number of people in the overcrowded-to-the-max standing-room-only meeting room obligingly shielded their own passes. UN Security was in the room, not only to protect us but because of the crowd issue, and was bound to notice. Richard and I delivered our keynotes, followed by shorter talks by the rest of the panel and then open discussion.

At the end of the panel, I went out in the hall to be interviewed by various press entities including Al Jazeera. Another item for my CIA dossier, but I'm sure my association with Richard would have caused more notes to be taken today. I was busy with the press for two solid hours. So, I didn't see what happened with Richard. But a whole lot of the people in the room did, and stayed with Richard for the entire process.

Apparently, UN Security would not allow Richard to leave the room.

Richard and I are actually here representing the United Nations, and are carrying UN Development Program IDs. I would otherwise merit a "business entity" ID, but I guess because of our kenote-speaker status our UN Development Program hosts ordered us better treatment. Richard and I also have some limited immunity as delegates to this conference. So, this was no doubt an interesting problem for the security folks, who had no real idea who Richard was except that he was someone reasonably distinguished who was visibly violating their security measure.

All of this completely disrupted the panel that was supposed to follow ours in that room, and the folks operating that panel were rightly furious.

UN Security eventually let him out, and then would not allow him to enter the room where he was appearing on another panel.

I got to the room just as the panel was about to start, at the moment that the problem suddenly evaporated and Richard was allowed to enter. No doubt some of our UN hosts had been dealing with security during those two hours, and eventually got an order from a high-enough officer or something. We'll probably never know who, but imagine the headlines: Kofi Anan frees Richard Stallman. So, I walk in and Richard relates the entire situation to me in front of the audience present, including more than one government minister, and other folks arriving for the panel. I humorously remind Richard that he and I both have immunity as delegates, and he responds "Well, perhaps then I should have killed Bob Kramer". Kramer is the CompTIA representative who comes along to these things to relate an pro-software-patenting and generally anti-Free-Software viewpoint which gets Richard very steamed up. There's a laugh, and I explain that our immunity probably doesn't go that far. Richard goes on to say that he wouldn't really kill anyone, but no doubt UN Security has heard this entire exchange too.

I didn't see anyone further molesting Richard, but I'd imagine he was followed around by plainclothes agents for the rest of the day. This, however, may not be unusual. Perhaps Kramer even got his own protective detail.

I guess I'm permanently on the books now as a dissident, if I wasn't already. Viva la Revolution! "

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

cd /home/colyn && ls -a | grep "a life"

I think the title about says it all.

I'm really retarded, that's all I have to say about that issue. It just seems that my brain decided one day that it really didn't want to do any work. I mean, come on. That's not fair. Gimme a break. Shit.

So yeah. Ummm. I kinda just made this post cause I thought the title was clever.