Category Archives: Poetry

The state of Los Angeles

Smog Layer Amazing. The New York Times reported that more than a quarter of the smog in Los Angeles is generated in China, and it may soon increase to a third or more. This reminds me of two things, the death of the German forests due to acid rain and the supposed fall-out down-wind (e.g. the jetstream flows from Asia into the US) from nuclear warfare. Looking out the plane window last evening I couldn’t help but notice a thick brown layer hovering over LA. For some reason that reminded me of noisy drunk Bulgarians smoking profusely as we shared cabins on a train out of Denmark. If I hunched over far enough (waist-height) I found I could keep my head just below the dense hovering smoke, but it was uncomfortable and still smelled bad.

Soup of Los Angeles The mish-mash of developments also stood out as vastly different than the old science fiction predictions of gleaming lights and shiny buildings all competing for your attention in a dark pitch. Instead I found myself gazing across a bland grey-brown mish-mash; unremarkable features crammed together to form a meaningless and seemingly infinite series of criss-cross homes, warehouses, and roads. The future may not be so much about confidentiality as simple integrity. An overwhelming amount of data can create a kind of secrecy, but the ability to find meaning in the mess is likely to be seriously threatened.

Unusually open road in LAAnd that brings me to driving in LA. The new GPS navigation tools are far superior to their predecessors. I was able to punch in my destination and then sit back as a soothing european-accented cyber-female voice kept me on track, “left, then right, then left, then right again”. An impossible maze with some of the worst drivers in the world, yet my navigator was able to present meaningful data with only two minor mistakes. The locals fervently try to wash their vehicles into a gleaming and shiny spot of pride, but in reality nothing really stands out other than the ongoing sea of brake-lights and street lamps. A vehicle itself fails to give anything lasting or meaningful (aside from the hidden engineering), especially when compared to a clean park with a fountain, or the ability to actually see clouds and stars. But don’t try to tell that to Jay Leno…

The danger from this awful crisis of data and over-vehicularization seems to have compelled the LA police to consider firing sticky-GPS units at fleeing motorists. The LA Times reports that this is expected to end high-speed car chases. I would expect that countermeasures might be fairly easy to develop, like driving away, jumping out and tossing the locator onto another vehicle, and then continuing to drive.

A small number of patrol cars will be equipped with the compressed air launchers, which fire the miniature GPS receiver in a sticky compound resembling a golf ball, for four to six months as a trial.

Maybe the thing has some fancy hooks or a harpoon-like barb to prevent removal…if not, than I don’t expect a revolution from this technology, especially if a motorcyclist is fleeing. It may help in a few cases initially, but the idea of disabling the electronics on a getaway car seems far more effective to me (particularly since it halts the vehicle and therefore lessens the threat to innocent bystanders down the road). I can see where they are headed, and it begs the question of whether they are trying to fix the symptom rather than address the root causes. Several times last night I was over-taken by squads of squad cars on their way to something urgent and it brought to mind that it is often better to fix the leaky roof than to innovate with mop technology.

Cheese blends

I’ve been eating Cambozola lately and trying to figure out the odd pattern of little circles on the rind. They seem to indicate places where someone has inserted something and left a scar. The name of the variety apparently refers to a mix of Swiss camembert and Italian gorgonzola, and there are dots of blue on the inside that are roughly in line with the marks around the outside. So I suspect the gorgonzola is injected via a large needle…altogether it ends up having a very creamy and soft consistency with just a hint of the typical blue’s sharpness, which was probably the objective.

Well done, I say.

Hints to Cheese Makers
by James McIntyre (1827 -1906)

Addressed to Jonathan Wingle, Esq.

    All those who quality do prize
    Must study color, taste and size
    And keep their dishes clean and sweet,
    And all things round their factories neat,
    For dairymen insist that these
    Are all important points in cheese.

    Grant has here a famous work
    Devoted to the cause of pork.
    For dairymen find that it doth pay
    To fatten pigs upon the whey,
    For there is money raising grease
    As well as in the making cheese.

Cloud Appreciation

Kansas Evening
I really like the Cloud Appreciation Society manifesto.

WE BELIEVE that clouds are unjustly maligned
and that life would be immeasurably poorer without them.

We think that they are Nature’s poetry,
and the most egalitarian of her displays, since
everyone can have a fantastic view of them.

We pledge to fight ‘blue-sky thinking’ wherever we find it.
Life would be dull if we had to look up at
cloudless monotony day after day.

We seek to remind people that clouds are expressions of the
atmosphere’s moods, and can be read like those of
a person’s countenance.

Clouds are so commonplace that their beauty is often overlooked.
They are for dreamers and their contemplation benefits the soul.
Indeed, all who consider the shapes they see in them will save
on psychoanalysis bills.

And so we say to all who’ll listen:
Look up, marvel at the ephemeral beauty, and live life with your head in the clouds!

“I love the clouds… the clouds that pass… up there… up there… the wonderful clouds!â€?
[The Stranger, Charles Baudelaire]

Inspiring. I especially appreciate the “blue-sky” reference as that’s something very true in information security and risk management. When you defocus on actual data and see only on the spots of blue, you end up missing the big picture and getting rained on “without warning”.

I’ll have to see about posting more of my cloud photos