Archive for December, 2003

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Wednesday, December 31st, 2003

And random public animosity disturbs her. ‘I’ve read certain things… it gets… disappointing. I went online and found this thing: “Oh God, she’s so ugly, and she’s so not talented, I don’t understand what the big deal is…” I was, like: “Why are you being so mean? I’d like to know what you look like. And who has the time to go online and talk about people they’ve never met? And be so very serious about their chatroom conversations? My God, what else do you have, a postage-stamp collection?”‘

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No Need to Swipe – Proximity Cards

Wednesday, December 31st, 2003

MIT has begun to switch faculty and students from magnetic swipe identification cards to “proximity” cards readable from a distance, but has yet to address the security concerns with both the new system and the old system as a whole.

Like the replacement of the student services card with the original, multipurpose, magnetic-stripe MIT Card in the spring of 1994, the shift to a new technology raises concerns over security and privacy.The possibility of covertly reading and copying the cards, even as they rest in other students’ pockets, remains a concern. Nobody has demonstrated this, but nobody is prepared to say it is impossible or even particularly difficult for MIT’s electrical engineering majors.

“Since [proximity cards] can be read at a distance, someone could set up a bogus ID reader in Lobby 7 to scan ID’s as people pass,” said Chris T. Lesniewski-Laas G, who proposed a replacement for the MIT Card in 1999.

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La Musa de la Gen. Z

Wednesday, December 31st, 2003

It took some time to convince Scarlett Johansson that a lingering shot of her bottom, encased in sheer, pink pants, was categorically the only way that director Sofia Coppola could open Lost in Translation, officially the hottest film of next year. Johansson had reservations. ‘I really didn’t want to do the sheer underwear,’ she says. She’s not being coy about it. Coy isn’t in her repertoire. It doesn’t go with her voice, which is low, sardonic, fag-filled. ‘I told Sofia. I said, I’ll wear underwear, if it isn’t sheer. I had to wear underwear, like, the whole movie. It became very easy for me to trounce around in my underwear, in front of a large group of Japanese men. A skill I probably won’t utilise again, admittedly. But sheer… sheer was… different.’

Coppola talked Johansson round. She wanted sheer pink underwear. She’d written precisely those pants into the script. She knew which brand she wanted. Coppola’s an aesthete. These kind of things aren’t negotiable. And in the end, after Coppola had modelled the pants personally, and Johansson had admired the way they looked on her director’s minuscule frame, she agreed.

Hay algo espl

Para despedir el a

Wednesday, December 31st, 2003

EL OLVIDO

No es tu final como una copa vana

que hay que apurar. Arroja el casco, y muere.

Por eso lentamente levantas en tu mano

un brillo o su menci

Joi Ito, el hombre en todas las salsas

Wednesday, December 31st, 2003

I am reminded of the days when pagers were really popular among the youth in Japan. Back in the day, the pagers only sent numerical codes so kids came up with special codes to mean a variety of things such as “I love you” or “see you at 6pm”. There were eventually code books published with a variety of numerical codes for phrases. You would see kids touch typing with two fingers encoded messages on public phone REALLY FAST. This was a technology being pushed beyond the limits of the designers by a need in society and a whole social norm built around a pretty skimpy architecture. These pagers eventually became alpha-numeric and when text messaging became available on cell phones, kids switched to cell phones. It is this pager culture from which the text messaging culture emerged and it was this youth culture that the carriers were tracking and designing their products for.

Joi Ito parece ser una oscura figura pynchoniana, un tipo omnipresente que mea en todos los charcos sin que sepamos muy bien por qu

This will change the way people live

Wednesday, December 31st, 2003

The really interesting shift occurred as we drifted back to what we’d been doing before we started chatting, leaving the audio channel open as we’d did so. We could hear each other typing. One of my daughters entered the room and spoke to me. Joi heard her and said hello. They had a brief conversation, their first since she was a little girl. Joi and I returned our e-mail. I wanted to set up an account on Technorati and broke in to ask him how to do it. He walked me through the process. There were other occasional interjections. I could hear the sounds of construction going on in his house. For a long time, it was as though we were working in the same room, each of us alone with his endeavors and yet… together. Though half a world away.

This feels significant to me. Even over shorter distances, people rarely think of phone calls as being so casually cheap that one would simply leave the connection open for ambient telepresence and occasional conversation. To create shared spaces that span the planet, and to do so whenever you feel like it, and to leave them unpurposefully in place for hours, is not something people have done very often before.

The next step is to make those shared spaces larger, so that multiple people can inhabit the same auditory zone, entering and leaving it as though it were a coffee house. This will change the way people live.

John Perry Barlow entra en el “CasualSpace”, gracias al iChat AV de Apple. La pregunta ahora es si ser

Hasta los cojones del porno

Tuesday, December 30th, 2003

“Yo soy virgo,

De Tolkien

Tuesday, December 30th, 2003

Tolkien disliked such heavy-handed symbolism too [celui de Lewis dans Narnia, souvent compar

Mainstream culture today is like a Flash Mob

Tuesday, December 30th, 2003

Uds. me perdonen por citar Time, sobre todo con la portada que trae este fin de a

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Saturday, December 27th, 2003

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