Like many of the rest of you, the last few days for me have been one long whirlwind of holidaze [sic]. Now that the wave has crested and broken, a few bits and pieces of what's behind and in front of me.
Work paused on blogging system MeTal for the month of December while I turn my attention back to another programming project I'd back-burnered temporarily. It's actually a rewrite of a much older C#./NET project that ended up rusting and growing moss, and since I'm no longer doing much on that side of the programming fence, the whole shebang is being reworked in Python/Django. (Some part of me regrets using Django -- it is a heavy-ass framework -- but I really didn't feel like rolling my own DB management, CSRF protection, etc., etc.)
In theory I was supposed to have an end-to-end outline for Always Outnumbered, Never Outgunned (the next novel) by the end of November -- National Novel Plotting Month, ha ha -- but I'm barely at what I assume is the halfway point. Half of the plotting process has been pure Fibber's Closet -- open up the door, get pelted by ever manner of junk -- and the other half has been sitting there, burning a hole in a spot on the wall with my eyes and being unable to answer the simplest questions about the work. The last time I opened a 55-gallon drum of worms like this, I ended up needing an extra-large shipping container to stuff it all back into (see: Flight of the Vajra).
Still mulling over what I want to do with the stuff I love to do but have no time for. Come the new year, I'll be exploring some more aggressive time-management strategies. I have a bad habit of picking vague goals for a day's work and not
Side note: It strikes me as nothing less than TSK (Total Security Kabuki) to see encryption being outed as the new terrorism-enabling bugaboo.
Nothing I could say on this subject would be eloquent, so maybe I should not be eloquent. It's a stupid idea; it will not make anyone safer; encryption protects us from bad guys far more than it empowers them; and it is impossible to create encryption that "only good guys can use". A bucket with a hole in it isn't a bucket anymore; it's a sieve; and encryption with key escrow isn't encryption; it's an exploit waiting to happen. Weakening encryption empowers criminals.
(... breathe, Serdar)
I am sick and tired of living in a society where people seem all the more eager to throw away the very things that distinguish us from the people we claim to be arrayed against. The terrorist who wants us to live in fear and the despot who longs to live off of our fear are indistinguishable in the end; they are both parasites of the spirit. Freedom from fear is about more than being protected from things; it is also about being able to freely choose all the risks inherent in a life actually worth living in the first place.