Sunday, September 24, 2017

On the Topic of Kneeling

You know, to all those complaining about the NFL players, teams, and owners bringing politics into sports, it was Trump who did the "bringing in." When he called them "sons of bitches" in that speech, he was speaking as the POTUS.

Sports has always had it's share of social issues, and that's what Kaepernick did. He made a simple social protest statement. You can like it, hate it, ignore it, whatever. But his right to make that protest is the very thing our military forces have been fighting and dying for for over 200 years.

I would also suggest you look up the SCOTUS decision "West Virginia State Board of Education v. Barnette". Decrying what the professional athletes are doing is like spitting on the Constitution AND the flag.

Now, would/do I stand when our national anthem is played? Yes, I do. But if I were standing next to Colin Kaepernick, or anyone else that kneeled today, I would offer them my hand. Because I do respect our anthem, our flag, and our country.

Sunday, July 02, 2017

Casualty of Twitter

I just noticed that I hadn't posted anything on here for 2 1\3 years. Every time I think about posting something I simply end up tweeting it instead. Less time and effort. I think I'll try and get back to ranting my inane babblings again soon.
Probably not.

Saturday, February 28, 2015

Wandering minds

Sometimes I forget what I'm doing just as I'm doing it. For example, I'll be showering and can't remember if I shampooed my hair. Or be in the middle of talking and forget what I'm talking about. This isn't something that just popped up now that I'm over 50, though. I've lost mental track since I can remember. But I'm sure it's been exacerbated by all the meds I've been on the last 20 years.

Saturday, February 21, 2015

Now is the winter of our... Oh, screw it.

I live in the Washington DC Metro area.

Like the rest of the east coast, it's cold. Make that COLD! I don't mind when it's cold, but this is STUPID COLD. Sometimes I wish I was still back in Nürnberg, but the Germany I knew doesn't exist anymore. Last time we were there was in the 70's and 80's. I wonder if the Green Goose is still around. It was a firetrap of a bar that played great rock/metal music. Practically lived there back then.

Oh well, enough daydreaming. Gotta go shovel some snow.

Saturday, October 18, 2014

The Death of Video Gaming

Even if you aren't into video games you've probably heard about a major brouhaha going by the hashtag #GamerGate. I am not going to go into the details of what it is, how it started or who did what to whom. There's an overabundance of information out there to confuse and entertain you for weeks. This is not about GamerGate. This is about perception.

I have been playing video games since the mid-70's and working in the computer field, primarily as a programmer, since the early 80's. Back in these early days, a term was coined; “hack.” The term was used to express the elegance or coolness of a particular piece of code. You might hear the phrase, “That was an awesome hack.” Therefor, those of us who hacked were called hackers and hacking was what we did. Initially, the term was used in a very positive way. The goal was always about making the programs run better, more efficient, easier to use.

Now, there have always been those who would use their programming prowess for nefarious endeavors. They created viruses, broke into systems, and stole data for fun and profit. Since they felt their code was of the highest caliber, they also started calling themselves hackers. Those of us who opposed their actions spent much time and effort to try and make the distinction between real hackers and those doing illicit things understood. Then the mainstream, non-technical media heard the term. From then on, we were tilting at windmills. Now, every virus, every data breach, every celebrity nude that hits the Internet is perpetrated by hackers. There is no way that we, the true hackers, will ever get our moniker back.

Hackers equals bad guys. Period. It has been irrevocably poisoned.

This is the state that the GamerGate tag has found itself. It is now completely associated with negative actions and attacks. The New York Times has said so. It doesn't matter that many in the GamerGate world are good people trying to do good things. It doesn't matter that there are those maliciously attacking said people. It doesn't matter what anyone, anywhere says or does.

GamerGate equals bad guys. Period. It has been irrevocably poisoned.

Right now the video game industry has just started to break out of the stereotypical “antisocial teen boys wasting their time” stigma. Educational gaming is growing. You can get a degree in game development. You can even get a varsity letter in sports playing video games for your university. But if the GamerGate tag continues to show up in articles and editorials in mainstream media, all of that progress will be lost.

And that would be tragic.

Monday, June 02, 2014

An experiment in game blogging

For a few years now I've had the idea of doing video game reviews from the perspective of a gamer and a game dev. Originally, it was going to be me and my son, but that never seemed to work itself into being. I'd thought the idea was dead.

Recently I met someone who is an avid gamer who I thought might be interested in doing this with me. Turns out they were, so I'm going to give it a shot. Whether it works out to be something others might be interested in, or just another invisible blog taking up space on the 'Net, I think it'll be fun.

If you are curious, check out the Kwiksand Kronicles at It's just getting started so there's little content yet (i.e. none), but cross your fingers and come along for the ride.

Like I said... If nothing else, it'll be fun.

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Blogging lagging

It's interesting how twitter has impacted my blogging. I was never an overly active blogger but now, whenever I think of something to post it ends up a tweet instead.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Without a paddle

You know how sometimes you feel like your life is out of control? Like everything's happening to you and you have no say in the matter? Odds are, you probably have. But I can tell you that, while you may have felt that way, you weren't really as helpless as you thought. I know because, until now, I thought I'd experienced it myself. But now I'm truly living it and it's beyond anything I could ever imagined.

First, there's almost no overt stress to it. You simply get numb to everything. This crisis happens or that emergency comes up but, for you, it's just another case of reacting to daily events. Decisions get reduced to "or" choices.

- Pay the electric bill OR buy food
- Pay for Internet OR put gas in the car

What's on the agenda for today? Avoid collection agency calls, figure out how to make $1.15 last the rest of the month, call and see how Oma is doing, take son to Sober, try and find some kind of part-time job I can do until December, put off a boatload of other things because OVERLOAD!

Honestly, I was not made for this kind of reality.

And it's only going to get worse.