| immigration law (July 14th, 2007)
if you immigrate to the United States of America, you must speak the native language. You have to be a professional or an investor. [America is] not going to take unskilled workers…There will be no special bilingual programs in the schools, no special ballots for elections, no government business will be conducted in your native language. Foreigners will not have the right to vote…nor will they ever be allowed to hold political office. According to the Laws, if you're in our country, you cannot be a burden to taxpayers. You are not entitled, ever, to welfare, to food stamps, or other government goodies. You can come if you invest here, but it must be an amount equal to 40,000 times the daily minimum wage. If you don't know have that amount of money, you can't come and invest. You have to stay home. If you do come and you want to buy land, okay, but we're going to restrict your options. You will not be allowed to buy waterfront property in the United States. That will be reserved for citizens naturally born in this country.”
In fact, as a foreigner, you must relinquish individual rights to property… Another thing. You don't have the right to protest when you come here. You're allowed no demonstrations, you cannot wave a foreign flag, no political organizing, no bad-mouthing our president or his policies, or you get sent home. You're a foreigner. You shut your mouth or you get out, and if you come here illegally, you go straight to jail and we're going to hunt you down 'til we find you.”
“I can imagine many of you think that the Laws are pretty harsh. I imagine today some of you probably are going, 'Yeah! Yeah!' Well, let me tell you this. Every one of the laws I just mentioned are actual laws of Mexico, today. I just read you Mexican immigration law. That's how the Mexican government handles immigrants to their country.” | |
| Giving When it Counts (July 14th, 2007)
Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know
a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare & serious disease. Her
only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year
old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had
developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor
explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he
would be willing to give his blood to his sister.
I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and
saying, 'Yes I'll do it if it will save her.' As the transfusion progressed, he
lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color
returning to her cheek. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded.
He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, 'Will I start
to die right away'.
Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he
was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her | |
| plan for peace (July 13th, 2007)
I see a lot of people yelling for peace but I have not heard of one plan for peace. ' Books, not Bombs' won't work. The head mullahs won't let anyone read them. If they do, they poke their eyes out.
Here's the plan:
1) The US will apologize to the world for our 'interference' in their affairs, past & present. You know, Hitler, Mussolini and the rest of them 'good old boys'. We will never 'interfere' again.
2) We will withdraw our troops from all over the world, starting with Germany, South Korea and the Philippines. They don't want us there. We would station troops at our borders. No more sneaking through holes in the fence.
3) All illegal aliens have 90 days to get their affairs together and leave. We'll give them a free trip home. After 90 days the remainder will be gathered up and deported immediately, regardless of who or where they are. France would welcome them.
4) All future visitors will be thoroughly checked and limited to 90 days unless given a special permit. No one from a terrorist nation would be allowed in. If you don't like it there, change it yourself, don't hide here. Asylum would not ever be available to anyone. We don't need any more cab drivers.
5) No 'students' over age 21. The older ones are the bombers. If they don't attend classes, they get a 'D' and it's back home baby.
6) The US will make a strong effort to become self sufficient energy wise. This will include developing non polluting sources of energy but will require a temporary drilling of oil in the Alaskan wilderness. The caribou will have to cope for a while.
7) Offer Saudi Arabia and other oil producing countries $10 a barrel for their oil. If they don't like it, we go someplace else.
8) If there is a famine or other natural catastrophe in the world, we will not 'interfere'. They can pray to Allah or whomever, for seeds, rain, cement or whatever they need. Besides' most of what we give them is stolen or given to the army. The people who need it most get very little, if any anyway.
9) Ship the UN Headquarters to an island some place. We don't need the spies and fair weather friends here. Besides, it would make a good homeless shelter or lockup for illegal aliens.
9b) Use the buildings as replacement for the twin towers.
10) All Americans must go to charm and beauty school. That way, no one can call us 'Ugly Americans' any longer.
Now, ain't that a winner of a plan.
'The Statue of Liberty is no longer saying'Give me your poor, your tired, your huddled masses.' She's got a baseball bat and she's yelling, 'You want a piece of me?'' | |
| I am a BAD American (July 13th, 2007)
I believe the money I make belongs to me and my family, not some midlevel governmental functionary with a bad comb-over who wants to give it away to crack addicts squirting out babies.
I'm not in touch with my feelings and I like it that way, damn it!
I believe no one ever died because of something Ozzy Osbourne, Ice-T or Marilyn Manson sang.
I think owning a gun doesn't make you a killer.
I believe it's called the Boy Scouts for a reason.
I don't think being a minority makes you noble or victimized.
I believe that if you are selling me a Big Mac, you'd better do it in English.
I don't use the excuse 'it's for the children' as a shield for unpopular opinions or actions.
I think fireworks should be legal on the 4th of July.
I think that being a student doesn't give you any more enlightenment than working at Blockbuster. In fact, if your parents are footing the bill to put your pansy ass through 4-7 years of college, you haven't begun to be enlightened.
I believe everyone has a right to pray to his or her God or gods, just leave the rest of us out of it. This also applies to sexuality.
My heroes are John Wayne, the Simpsons, and whoever canceled Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman.
I don't hate the rich. I don't pity the poor.
I know wrestling is fake and I don't waste my time arguing about it.
I think global warming is a big lie. Where are all those experts now, when I am freezing my ass through a long winter?
I've never owned a slave, or was a slave, I didn't wander forty years in the desert after getting chased out of Egypt, I haven't burned any witches or been persecuted by the Turks and neither have you, so shut-the-#$%!-up already.
I want to know which church is it exactly where the Reverend Jesse Jackson preaches. And where does he get his money. And why is he always part of the problem and not the solution.
I think the cops have every right to shoot your sorry ass if you're running from them. I also think they have the right to pull your ass over if you are breaking the law, regardless of what color you are.
I think if you are too stupid to know how a ballot works, I don't want you deciding who should be running the most powerful nation in the world for the next four years.
I hate those bastards standing in the intersections trying to sell me crap or trying to guilt me into making 'donations' to their cause. These people should be targets.
I think if you are in the passing lane, and not passing, your license should be revoked, and you should be forced to ride the bus until you promise to never delay the rest of us again.
I think beef jerky could quite possibly be the perfect food.
I believe that it doesn't take a village to raise a child, it takes two parents.
I think tattoos and piercing are fine if you want them, but please don't pretend they are a political statement.
I think Dr. Seuss was a genius.
I'm neither angry nor disenfranchised, no matter how desperately the mainstream media would like the world to believe otherwise.
I believe if she has her lips on your willie, it is sex, and it is sex for both of you. This even applies when you are President of the United States.
If that makes me a BAD American, then yes, I'm a BAD American.
If you too are a BAD American please forward this to everyone you know. We need our country back!
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| ICONS IN OUR LIVES! (July 1st, 2007)
The Pillsbury Doughboy died Monday of a severe yeast
infection and complications from repeated pokes to the
belly. He was 71.
Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin.
Dozens of celebrities turned out, including Mrs.
Butterworth, the California Raisins, Hungry Jack, Betty
Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch.
The gravesite was piled high with flours as longtime friend
Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy, describing Doughboy as a
man who 'never knew how much he was kneaded'.
Doughboy rose quickly in show business but his later life
was filled with many turnovers. He was not considered a very
smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked
schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times, even as a
crusty old man, he was considered a roll model for millions.
Toward the end it was thought he'd rise once again, but he
was no tart.
He was known as a piece of cake.
His second wife, Play Dough, survives Doughboy. They have
two children, and one in the oven.
The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.
Pretty cute story isn't it? Yet, if you read between the
lines it tells us another story.
It tells us about icons we follow. It tells us that icons
fall. It tells us that icons are not always what they appear
to be.
I often think about the men and women we look up to and
respect in the church, only to find they are child
molesters. I often think, even beyond that, where their
entire church structure has been trying to hide these
people. What a let down.
I think of all the news anchors and TV personalities and
sports personalities who become heros to us, hence icons,
who end up in trouble.
Then there are the other icons, like Jesus, Buddha,
Mohammed, who, being thinkers outside man's norm, were
persecuted. I think that when we find one who knows truth we
would rather kill them than follow them, because we see them
as having no possessions or money. We somehow can't get past
that notion that you need money to live.
We go on in life thinking that if Jesus were to visit today,
we would somehow treat him different than they did two
thousand years ago. Rubbish. With todays technology we would
only know about him sooner and kill him faster.
You think we are out of 'tribal thinking'? Guess again. The
tribes have only become bigger.
Rather than higher law, the entire life of all men revolves
around possessions, money and fame. All three are killers if
one gets in the way and all three kill those in pursuit of
those goals.
Learning to live by higher law includes, in part, an
analysis of who you are following now. Do they live, eat,
sleep, breath the message they give you.
Think about the ICONS IN OUR LIVES
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| sent to us from a friend (June 11th, 2007)
When I was 11 years old, my mother and father split up. It was
friendly, but my dad back then was a bit of a deadbeat. There
was my mother, left to support 4 kids mainly on her own.
We went on welfare in the beginning because my mother was a
homemaker for 12 years by this point. And let me tell you, she
HATED being on welfare.
She got a job as a dishwasher at a fancy restaurant that we
lived near. Which was good, because we had no car, so she could
walk there.
Soon after, she bought a car (not a great one either…) and
found a job waitressing at a nearby diner. She soon discovered
that the best tips were dinner until closing (2 AM) and Sunday
morning breakfast hours. Needless to say, she needed the best
paying hours.
So for the next several years she worked as a dishwasher and
cleaner for the restaurant during the day, then waitressed at
night. She was tireless. Up at 6 am, go to the restaurant and
clean it for the lunchtime opening.
Go home at 8 am and nap.
Go in at 11 am for dishwashing duties until 2 PM. Go home and
get set for the diner. We would get home from school at 3:15 PM.
She left for work at 3:30. On most days she even managed to
start dinner for us with instructions on what to do to finish it.
Oh, and on her night off, she took a job cleaning a doctors
office.
We were off welfare within a year, never to go back on.
But times were tough. They were always tough. We didn’t have
much in the way of material posessions, but we always had food,
clothing, needed items and a home to live in (a three bedroom
apartment for her and four kids).
Sounds tough, and at times it was. But I have to admit… my
mother NEVER complained to us kids. Never. She understood that
this is what she needed to be doing - raising her kids.
She taught us all to be self sufficient. To depend on ourselves
as well as each other. To look out for one another. And here,
some 31 years later, us four “kids” are all still very close.
Thanks to my mother.
I didn’t say this as much as I should have, but she was my
hero. My tower of strength. My idol. She is responsible for
my being the kind of parent that I am. She is responsible for
the size of my heart.
Three years ago she had a stroke. She spent two weeks in
intensive care and we didn’t know if she would survive. But
she fought. And she won. She would lose her independence,
some mobility and a small bit of attention span, but she still
had her heart, her spirit, and she still never complained.
Still my hero.
On February 12th of this year, after being put in the hospital
for a fall that broke her arm, we found out she had stage 4
lung cancer. It had spread to her liver and her spine. She was
in a lot of pain.
She didn’t complain.
We came together as a family and found the best place to get
her treatment. Mostly for pain, as she was too far advanced
for anything more. The doctors told us anywhere from 2 to 12
months.
Then, another fall. A broken hip. Another hospital stay. She was
still in a cast for her broken arm. My heart was breaking for
all the suffering she was enduring.
But she didn’t complain.
She needed surgery to repair her hip. She was scheduled for
March 15th - her birthday. She turned 64 on that day.
We spoke before her surgery. She signed a “Do Not Resuscitate”
order. My brother was there too.
She went into surgery, which lasted a few hours with recovery.
I sent my brother home (he works nights and was sleeping in the
waiting room).
After her surgery, I went to her room. She was already alert
and looking for food and something to drink. I saw this as a
good sign.
We talked for a while. Her brother called and they spoke. A
short while later her sister called and they spoke. She was
in good spirits now.
We sat and we spoke a bit, and we watched some TV quietly.
She ate a few spoons of jello from her dinner tray. We
held hands for a bit and I wished her a happy birthday.
I turned around to change the channel on the television for her.
She had a heart attack. She had a DNR. And at 6:15 PM on the
day of her birth, she passed.
My hero was gone.
But also, her pain was gone. She was spared the advanced pain
from the cancer that she was facing. She was home.
After the funeral my sister spoke to her Oncologist. We learned
that my mother was diagnosed in November 06. Months before we
found out. She didn’t want to put a damper on the coming
holidays. She wanted us to be happy.
That was my mother.
She never complained.
She’s gone now, but she will live in my thoughts, and my heart
until the day I die. I feel blessed that I was able to be there
in her final moments. I feel blessed that she was my mother.
She made me who I am and for that I am thankful.
She will always be my inspiration.
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| Dear World (March 29th, 2007)
I bequeath to you today one little girl, in a crispy dress, with two blue eyes, and a happy laugh that ripples all day long, and a flash of light blonde hair that bounces in the sunlight when she runs. I trust you'll treat her well.
She's slipping out of the backyard of my heart this morning...and skipping off down the street to her first day of school. And never again will she be completely mine. Prim and proud she'll wave the young and independent hand this morning and say 'Goodbye'. And walk with little lady steps to the schoolhouse.
Now she'll learn to stand in line, and wait by the alphabet for her name to be called. She'll learn to tune her ears to the sounds of schoolbells,and deadlines, and she'll learn to giggle, and gossip, and look at the ceiling in a disinterested way when the little boy across the aisle sticks out his tongue at her. And, now she'll learn to be jealous. And now she'll learn how it is to feel hurt inside. And now she'll learn how not to cry.
No longer will she have time to sit on the front porch steps on a summer day and watch an ant scurry across the crack in the sidewalk. No, now she'll worry about important things. Like grades, and which dress to wear, and who's best friend is whose. And the magic of books and learning will replace the magic of her blanket and dolls. And now she'll find new heros.
I've been her sage and Santa Claus and pal and playmate and father and friend. Now she'll learn to share her worship with her teachers, which is only right. But, no longer will I be the smartest man in the whole world. Today, when that school bell rings for the first time, she'll learn what it means to be a member of the group. With all its privileges. And its disadvantages, too.
She'll learn in time that proper young ladies do not laugh out loud. Or kiss dogs. Or keep hamsters in her bedroom. Or even watch ants scurry across cracks in the summer sidewalk.
Today, she'll learn for the first time that all who smile at her are not her friends. And I'll stand on the front porch and watch her start out on the long, lonely journey to becoming a woman.
So, World, I bequeath to you today one little girl, in a crispy dress, with two blue eyes, and a happy laugh that ripples all day long, and a flash of light blonde hair that bounces in the sunlight when she runs.
I trust you'll treat her well.
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| An evening with Googles Marissa Mayer (March 26th, 2007)
Last night I went to the BayCHI lecture at PARC given by Marissa Mayer (Product Manager for Google). A very well attended (standing room only session), Marissa took us through a presentation geared around the user experience at Google and the efforts/lengths they go to.
Some interesting facts came out:
The prime reason the Google home page is so bare is due to the fact that the founders didn't know HTML and just wanted a quick interface. Infact it was noted that the submit button was a long time coming and hitting the RETURN key was the only way to burst Google into life.
Due to the sparseness of the homepage, in early user tests they noted people just sitting looking at the screen. After a minute of nothingness, the tester intervened and asked 'Whats up?' to which they replied 'We are waiting for the rest of it'. To solve that particular problem the Google Copyright message was inserted to act as a crude end of page marker.
One of the biggest leap in search usage came about when they introduced their much improved spell checker giving birth to the 'Did you mean...' feature. This instantly doubled their traffic, but they had some interesting discussions on how best to place that information, as most people simply tuned that out. But they discovered the placement at the bottom of the results was the most effective area.
The infamous 'I feel lucky' is nearly never used. However, in trials it was found that removing it would somehow reduce the Google experience. Users wanted it kept. It was a comfort button.
Orkut is very popular in Brazil. Orkut was the brainchild of a very intelligent Google engineer who was pretty much given free reign to run with it, without having to go through the normal Google UI procedures, hence the reason it doesn't look or feel like a Google application. They are looking at improving Orkut to cope with the loads it places on the system.
Google makes changes small-and-often. They will sometimes trial a particular feature with a set of users from a given network subnet; for example Excite@Home users often get to see new features. They aren't told of this, just presented with the new UI and observed how they use it.
Google has the largest network of translators in the world
They use the 20% / 5% rules. If at least 20% of people use a feature, then it will be included. At least 5% of people need to use a particular search preference before it will make it into the 'Advanced Preferences'.
They have found in user testing, that a small number of people are very typical of the larger user base. They run labs continually and always monitoring how people use a page of results.
The name 'Google' was an accident. A spelling mistake made by the original founders who thought they were going for 'Googol'
Gmail was used internally for nearly 2years prior to launch to the public. They discovered there was approximately 6 types of email users, and Gmail has been designed to accommodate these 6.
They listen to feedback actively. Emailing Google isn't emailing a blackhole.
Employees are encouraged to use 20% of their time working on their own projects. Google News, Orkut are both examples of projects that grew from this working model.
This wasn't a technical talk so no information regarding any infrastructure was presented however they did note that they have a mantra of aiming to give back each page with in 500ms, rendered.
Quote: Give Users What They Want When They Want It
Quote: Integrate Sensibly
All in all, a very interesting evening and I thank my colleague Mary Weeks for inviting me to come along and attend. Much appreciated.
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| Difference of Adware, spyware and Anti-virus (March 16th, 2007)
The Difference of Adware, Spyware and Anti-virus
Adware, spyware and computer virus share some similarities, one of which is that all three are major nuisances for computer users. Let's differentiate the three.
Spyware is software that does not intentionally harm your computer. What they do is that they create pathways wherein someone else aside from the computer owner can communicate with the computer. Normally spywares record the various types of web sites you visit which are later used by web advertisers to allow them to send you unwanted emails and pop-ups.
This is why spyware are usually frowned upon and greatly avoided. They are more intrusive than adware. Spyware have their own separate executable programs which allow them to record your keystrokes, scan files on your hard disks and look at other applications that you use including but not limited to chat programs, cookies and Web browser settings.
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