Month: December 2009

#best09: Growth and challenge

(Part of the #best09 series)

There were quite a few things that got me to grow this year. I would say
above all else, it was moving out of my great-grandmother’s house this spring.
My time living with her started off fine, but eventually her refusal to
respect my privacy and asking the same questions, again and again, got tiring
and finally it came to a head. It didn’t help that I had to scream half of
what I said due to her poor hearing. At least I know if I live past 90,
my vocal cords will outlast the rest of my body…

One can argue living with her through all of 2008 was in itself the challenge
I needed. I could go on and on.

Anyway, as much as I hated moving back with my mom for a while, the time had come
and I was at peace again for a while.

Who does the MPAA think they are, really?

Okay, I’m finally catching up. This should be one of the last “old news” posts for a while. I may have one or two more and then the focus will return to more current items.

As blogged on Lockergnome and BoingBoing, the MPAA has disgracefully acted to shut down an entire city’s public Wi-Fi network due to one user downloading a copyrighted movie. The latter article references the Coshocton Tribune’s original story.

The town of Coshocton, OH, maintained an open public Wi-Fi connection hosted at the courthouse at 318 Main Street. (As you can see from the map, the Tribune’s offices aren’t far from it.) Sometime during the days prior to 2009 November 09, when this story was printed, a complaint came in from Sony Pictures Entertainment to the county’s ISP, OneCommunity, which in turn notified the county.

So now, there is no free Wi-Fi by the courthouse, at least for the moment. The county is looking at installing a filtering program in an attempt to squash those who want to use government resources to get their illicit movie fix, but that does not come cheaply: $2,000 for equipment, then $900 annually for the filtering software license.

The BoingBoing article has choice words for the MPAA, which I am a bit inclined to agree with. They refer to “the MPAA’s spokeslizard” who is identified as Elizabeth Kaltman in the Tribune’s article, who not surprisingly uses the loaded term “piracy” to refer to copyright infringement.

It would be much more reasonable to expect respect for the MPAA’s copyrights if its member studios charged reasonable prices for its movies. When DVD displaced VHS, not only did the studios pocket the lowered expense in producing the former versus the latter, but often upped the price. $20 or more for a DVD movie is still not unheard of; note that the titles that cost $5 to $10 at a discount store are rarely the same ones that one would ever find on a BitTorrent tracker or similar peer-to-peer network. (The RIAA did something similar during the transition from vinyl records and cassette tapes to CDs, charging more for the same music even though production costs went down.)

There is plenty of money to be had by charging a reasonable ($15 maximum, $12 average) price for a DVD. Yet Hollywood (the MPAA) sees nothing but dollar signs, even during the recession, and keeps the price tag arbitrarily high. And then, they wonder why more people get it from BitTorrent or Limewire than Amazon, Wal-Mart, or Target.

If the MPAA’s member organizations don’t like the return on investment they get when setting a reasonable price, maybe they should consider producing higher quality product (movies). Jacking the price up is a no-win for everyone.

Followup on “‘Inmate’…” forthcoming

Just a brief note: I will be following up on my post a couple weeks ago entitled “Inmate” does not mean “no longer human”. If you go back to the comments section of the original Houston Press story, you may notice comments from Alan Bernstein, the public affairs director for the Harris County Sheriff’s Department. (To be fair, I had no cause to check back on the original article and did not notice these comments until today.) It shouldn’t be a big surprise to anyone that Mr. Bernstein takes exception to the Houston Press story as written; I have a copy of the same memo that Mr. Bernstein sent to Randall Patterson and his editor and have read it.

So, in the interest of fairness, among others, I do plan to write a followup. I just don’t have all the information in hand to do so just yet. It may be another week but it is on the schedule.

#best09 – Trip, restaurant moment, book, night out

Okay, I’m going to go ahead and try to knock out a few of these. These are from Gwen Bell’s Best of 2009 Blog Challenge. Some of these I’m really going to have to wing it on.

Trip

This one’s going to be pretty hard. I didn’t really take any notable trips this year, not in the sense of actually leaving the city. I didn’t even make my usual annual venture to the Texas Renaissance Festival.

I’d have to say the closest thing I have to a “trip” would have to be the adventure that was me attending the Houston Press Music Awards Showcase. My car had suffered an untimely breakdown maybe a week before. So, I’m off to a grand start, being the guy that treks into something like this on the bus.

Maybe I should have investigated this more thoroughly before I left; when I arrived I was never told exactly where “will call” was for those of us who bought the $5 early bird tickets in advance. So, I trekked into the heart of downtown on foot, stumbled into Dean’s (I think) and asked the guy. Only to be told, oh, it’s on the very west end of downtown, over by the Hard Rock Cafe. Now, I’m at Main and Preston; the Hard Rock is a good seven-block hike away. Thankfully I had the shuttle to take me back to Isis for the first show (because I really did not feel like walking all the way back in the heat). In the end, I had a blast, and little did I know that this event combined with certain other things to happen later that summer would inspire me to start Quinn’s Big City which has been going strong since late August. I’m still wishing I had already started it a week prior instead of over a month later. Live and learn…

Restaurant moment

That would have to be my first trip to Block 7 Wine Company with my mom. It seems silly but a simple thing like the venison “sloppy Giuseppe” sandwich sold me on the place. I definitely plan to go back yet again (I have visited once since).

Book

This is kind of sad. I need to read more. I have only read two books this year, one of those being Dale Carnegie’s How to Win Friends and Influence People (which I didn’t even finish). So for the moment that’ll have to be it.

Night out

Wow. There are way too many choices for this one, given there have been so many during just the past three months alone. I’d have to give the nod to the reception at Second Seating with the LED throwie light graffiti with a close second going to the Battle of the Bands at House of Blues in April, where I heard Low Man’s Joe for the first time, and wound up leaving with a copy of their album Where I Stand.

The case of the clueless insurance adjuster

A psychcentral.com blog entry details the plight of Nathalie Blanchard, a 29-year-old IBM employee from Quebec.

As the story goes, Nathalie took a long-term sick leave from her job due to depression. Following the advice of her doctor, she took a vacation to get away from her problems. Then one day, her monthly sick-leave benefits quit coming in. Nathalie’s call to Manulife, the insurance company which handles her benefits, had the most surprising of answers: based upon pictures posted to Facebook, the company had reached a conclusion that she was once again fit to work.

Well, not surprisingly, Manulife’s version, filtered through their PR department, is different:

According to CBC news, the insurer has confirmed that they do indeed use Facebook to investigate their clients, but the company claims that it wouldn’t “deny or terminate a valid claim solely based on information published on websites such as Facebook”.

It is obvious to me that whoever made this decision is at best uneducated about depression. I have had friends who suffer from depression and the appearance of happiness in one moment is far from any indication that one is “cured” of depression. It’s not that simple. Notwithstanding the fact that the photographs document that Nathalie followed the doctors orders, I have to wonder what the heck the people at Manulife could have been thinking here.

Indeed, it makes no more sense to make this judgment than it does to take a picture of an insomniac appearing to be sleeping and present that as evidence the person is “cured,” as alluded to later in the article. Whoever said “common sense isn’t so common anymore” was definitely on to something.