A lot has been written about the arrival of maturity since the beginning of time and every generation experiences it in a different way. For me is Windows 7. What a f***ing nerd, you may think. Well, it's true.
I've been a great supporter of Linux/Unix and all this open source community movement. I wiped my Windows Vista the day I bought my new laptop there around 2006.
And you know what? Windows 7 is not bad, it is actually quite good. But this has nothing to do with Microsoft, the enhanced Aero or the GNU manifesto.
It's about letting some things, which you revealed wildly against them before, enter into your life. Microsoft has improved a lot these last couple of years.
But this has nothing to do with Steve Ballmer or Mark Russinovich. It has to do with realizing that your father was right in a lot of things, as when he said "Bah, there's nothing new, everything has been already invented".
And this, people, is a scary thought because he said so often "Son, you are a moron..."
It's about realizing that Microsoft products are everywhere in the industry and much better you know them if you want to become a pro.
But don't get me wrong, I'm neither talking about biting the bullet nor about surrender. It's about stop fighting madly things which are actually not that bad. Specially when you know they're not.
Of course I have still my Linux OS and I do a lot of my work on it, I just have decided to adopt a wider point of view.
It's all about becoming a bit more permeable to the things that surround you.
Every generation experiences it in a different way.
For me, Windows 7 is cool.
Montag, 16. November 2009
Freitag, 24. Juli 2009
How to tear down a company (v. 2.0)
Today I, like maybe the rest of the internet, heard about this
Yes, this looks like (yet another) "Facebook is evil hoax", so I decided to do some research. It's my spirit of Network Policeman wannabe...
First at all, what does Facebook says about it if you enter the section "Facebook Ads":
If I understood well this (a little misleading) text, this has nothing to do with pictures at all. It's some kind of correlation between you and your friends information to target the Ads more accordingly to your taste. That prevents you to get "Buy new baby clothes" if you don't have a child.
The original problem was as follows:
[ From Cheryl's blog, http://www.culturesmithconsulting.com ]
OK. Cheryl had, no doubt, very good intentions but she's not exactly the "technology guru" type. This along with the unclear "explanation" in Facebook contributed to another viral episode on the internet. She was quickly linked in the biggest internet sites, so much that her server couldn't serve all this traffic and went down for a couple of days.
In an update in this same blog she states now that it was an error and the problem was one of the million quizzes she did.
This incident leads to very interesting questions, namely:
Have you even once stopped to think why do you have a service like Facebook (a technological wonder, let me tell you) for free?
Well, the Facebook engineers, developers, etc. don't live with the money you donate, that's for sure. The real deal today are the Ads and attacking them is to attack the main income of the company.
The same way if I shout "Fire!", the number of people which will start running is proportional to the number that is already running. It's an exponential progression.
Only this case is better, you don't even need to run, just click.
Spreading a hoax like this is the most effective way to tear down a company in Web-2.0-land.
But let's be constructive and think about what the problem was. And Facebook itself is somehow responsible.
We all like to do all those Facebook quizzes about "Which Arale character are you?" or "What kind of beach stone represents you the most?", they are (no doubt about it) the best invention since toast and marmalade. The problem comes when there are so many that Facebook decides to offer them without supervision. They are just there, their origin is unknown and nobody at Facebook takes a look at how they are coded or what they do (that would be a titanic task, anyway).
They are like the people that come with some friend of you to your big party.
"Hey, how are you doing?"
"Cool man, nice party"
"Yeah. Ehmm... who's your friend?"
"This? Nobody, my drug dealer."
"Ah... and the one that is stealing my mom's silver?"
"That one? I don't know him"
Let's not forget that these are applications and like that, they have access to the rest of your FB profile (and perhaps to your browser). Another point is that we all click "Yes, I accept" without reading the EULA (End User License Agreement).
"Ah, no. You read it from top to bottom with your Dictionary of English Legal Terms?
Then it's maybe just me."
So long story short:
Cheryl, spread a hoax about Facebook being evil again, we thought "I don't pay to be treated like this" and we reduced FB legitimal income while installing the quiz "What's your favourite Internet hoax?"
Happy browsing ;)
Listening: Nothing right now.
Facebook has agreed to let third party advertisers use your posted pictures without your permission. Click on "Settings" up at the top where you see the "Logout" link. Select "Privacy". Then select "News Feed and Wall". Next, select the tab that reads "Facebook Ads". In the drop down box, select "No One". Then save your changes. Do it now. Help your friends...cut and paste this into your status
Yes, this looks like (yet another) "Facebook is evil hoax", so I decided to do some research. It's my spirit of Network Policeman wannabe...
First at all, what does Facebook says about it if you enter the section "Facebook Ads":
Facebook occasionally pairs advertisements with relevant social actions from a user's friends to create Facebook Ads. Facebook Ads make advertisements more interesting and more tailored to you and your friends. These respect all privacy rules. You may opt out of appearing in your friends' Facebook Ads below.
If I understood well this (a little misleading) text, this has nothing to do with pictures at all. It's some kind of correlation between you and your friends information to target the Ads more accordingly to your taste. That prevents you to get "Buy new baby clothes" if you don't have a child.
The original problem was as follows:
[ From Cheryl's blog, http://www.culturesmithconsulting.com ]
Or else your husband may just see a Facebook ad with your picture in it advertising hot singles in your area. I’m not joking. Not too long ago, my husband Peter had this ad appear on his Facebook page. Good thing we both have a sense of humor!
If you don’t want to show up in your friends’ FaceBook ads, go to:
- Settings
- Privacy
- News Feed and Wall
- Click on “Facebook Ads”
- In the “Appearance in Facebook Ads” box, click “no one” (unless, of course, you actually want to tell your spouse to check out hot singles)
OK. Cheryl had, no doubt, very good intentions but she's not exactly the "technology guru" type. This along with the unclear "explanation" in Facebook contributed to another viral episode on the internet. She was quickly linked in the biggest internet sites, so much that her server couldn't serve all this traffic and went down for a couple of days.
In an update in this same blog she states now that it was an error and the problem was one of the million quizzes she did.
This incident leads to very interesting questions, namely:
Have you even once stopped to think why do you have a service like Facebook (a technological wonder, let me tell you) for free?
Well, the Facebook engineers, developers, etc. don't live with the money you donate, that's for sure. The real deal today are the Ads and attacking them is to attack the main income of the company.
The same way if I shout "Fire!", the number of people which will start running is proportional to the number that is already running. It's an exponential progression.
Only this case is better, you don't even need to run, just click.
Spreading a hoax like this is the most effective way to tear down a company in Web-2.0-land.
But let's be constructive and think about what the problem was. And Facebook itself is somehow responsible.
We all like to do all those Facebook quizzes about "Which Arale character are you?" or "What kind of beach stone represents you the most?", they are (no doubt about it) the best invention since toast and marmalade. The problem comes when there are so many that Facebook decides to offer them without supervision. They are just there, their origin is unknown and nobody at Facebook takes a look at how they are coded or what they do (that would be a titanic task, anyway).
They are like the people that come with some friend of you to your big party.
"Hey, how are you doing?"
"Cool man, nice party"
"Yeah. Ehmm... who's your friend?"
"This? Nobody, my drug dealer."
"Ah... and the one that is stealing my mom's silver?"
"That one? I don't know him"
Let's not forget that these are applications and like that, they have access to the rest of your FB profile (and perhaps to your browser). Another point is that we all click "Yes, I accept" without reading the EULA (End User License Agreement).
"Ah, no. You read it from top to bottom with your Dictionary of English Legal Terms?
Then it's maybe just me."
So long story short:
Cheryl, spread a hoax about Facebook being evil again, we thought "I don't pay to be treated like this" and we reduced FB legitimal income while installing the quiz "What's your favourite Internet hoax?"
Happy browsing ;)
Listening: Nothing right now.
Donnerstag, 23. Juli 2009
After ONE year
I don't know why, but today I just took my look back to how were things a year ago.
I suppose everybody does this sometimes but that's the cool about having a blog.
I read about exactly how I felt back then. How things were that summer.
How I was pretty fucked.
And I'm happy because things have changed a lot. Last year I was alone and missed terribly somebody. This year I will spend my birthday in London with some colleagues that I like and having a blast. And I will meet my girlfriend when I come back.
Last year I had no future. And the present was shit. This year however, I will fly to London to participate in the company annual event. That means, I'm in a decent professional situation and (hopefully) with possibilities to keep growing.
But if everything is so cool now, why am I crying?
Maybe is because I lost my hair and finally decided, being proactive, to trim it.
Some say I look more "tough". Tough is good.
Maybe is because I still have a picture in my wallet, under an old and uncoloured Tram ticket. And I still didn't find the right moment to throw it away but I didn't have the guts to look at it either.
Or maybe is just because I'm listening "Praan" from Garry Schyman (the "Where the hell is Matt" song).
What the fuck has this song that always make you feel?
Listening: "Praan" - Garry Schyman
I suppose everybody does this sometimes but that's the cool about having a blog.
I read about exactly how I felt back then. How things were that summer.
How I was pretty fucked.
And I'm happy because things have changed a lot. Last year I was alone and missed terribly somebody. This year I will spend my birthday in London with some colleagues that I like and having a blast. And I will meet my girlfriend when I come back.
Last year I had no future. And the present was shit. This year however, I will fly to London to participate in the company annual event. That means, I'm in a decent professional situation and (hopefully) with possibilities to keep growing.
But if everything is so cool now, why am I crying?
Maybe is because I lost my hair and finally decided, being proactive, to trim it.
Some say I look more "tough". Tough is good.
Maybe is because I still have a picture in my wallet, under an old and uncoloured Tram ticket. And I still didn't find the right moment to throw it away but I didn't have the guts to look at it either.
Or maybe is just because I'm listening "Praan" from Garry Schyman (the "Where the hell is Matt" song).
What the fuck has this song that always make you feel?
Listening: "Praan" - Garry Schyman
Donnerstag, 18. Juni 2009
Hva
After all the time that passed now,
every time that what becomes hva,
I can't avoid hearing inside my head
"Fuck, I'm gonna miss you so much..."
At least is better than Citizen Kane, he just missed a fucking sled.
every time that what becomes hva,
I can't avoid hearing inside my head
"Fuck, I'm gonna miss you so much..."
At least is better than Citizen Kane, he just missed a fucking sled.
Freitag, 29. Mai 2009
Lindsay Lohan is lame
"Hey, there's a free concert of a known DJ here in Munich, let's go!""Why is she famous?"
"She's a lesbian who was f***ing Lindsey Lohan."
"Wow, Lindsey Lohan is now a DJ and comes to Munich?!"
"No, her ex-girlfriend comes, she's the DJ."
"Well, I'm sure she mixes like crap but anyway she's hot, I'll go just to see her."
"I told you she's not the..."
"Damn, she's hot. I can't wait to see her turning those tables..."
"... Yeah, let's go see Lindsey... (f***ing idiot...)"
So we went to see, who unfortunately wasn't Lindsey Lohan but her ex-girlfriend Samantha Ronson. Whatever, Lindsey Lohan.
Lindsey Lohan is, let me tell you, way too lame. The kind of product the music industry manufactures for the masses and that nobody would know if it wasn't because she had once Lindsey Lohan in between the legs.
And is not that she compensates her lack of skills like DJ with a great charisma on the stage, no. People complained because she didn't look at them not even once and she was the whole time serious and looking down.
Maybe she just misses Lindsey. I would if I had her once in between the legs.
Or I between her legs.
Or whatever.
There was as well a good number of "go-go" dancers doing the usual professional-slutty-I-like-it-when-you-watch-me dance.
And, of course, a reduced number of guys dancing around with their look locked-in-target and shouting delicate things to them. Specially annoying was one that couldn't stop shouting "Jawooooohhhlllll!!!!..."
"Jawohl" is what the male porno actors shout when they are cumming.
This is something a friend of mine told me once, I don't know if it's true.
But besides the go-go's and Lindsey "I look like Roby Williams, but even more masculine" Lohan there was a public mainly (strictly?) feminine.
That's why the first thing Iria said as I entered the place was "Hey, you must be happy. Look how many nice girls."
True, there was a lot of nice women there.
More precisely, an even number of them.
Not a surprise if you take into account that right now, Lindsey "Samantha" Lohan is an icon of lesbianism. If you live in the small Munich and you like to rub your small bells against each other this is the place to go and be cooler than ever.
No need to say that for me is OK, I've never heard of anybody who died because of mutually rubbing their small bells, so it must not be a bad thing.
After all, I wouldn't mind watching a video of some of the couples that were there on the internet :)
Samstag, 28. März 2009
Matt
Try to watch this without dropping a tear.
In a world where individuals are every time more and more individual, where we feel disconnected, isolated and ultimately alone (uh, that doesn't happen to you? maybe it's just me)
a simple idea like Matt's one present us an overwhelming fact.
It has nothing to do with the beautiful places all around the world, they're just a background.
It's about the fact that we CAN be all together sharing a feeling. That below our huge cultural and personal differences there's a common basis.
That somehow we are all the same. That we share a common link.
I don't know, maybe it's just an easy step to go from dancing together to do something more.
"We are all the same [shit]", this sentence is usually said with a negative meaning but there's some duality inside it.
To me... it gives me hope.
Or maybe it's just the beautiful song.
Listening: "Praan" - Where the hell is Matt (2008)
In a world where individuals are every time more and more individual, where we feel disconnected, isolated and ultimately alone (uh, that doesn't happen to you? maybe it's just me)
a simple idea like Matt's one present us an overwhelming fact.
It has nothing to do with the beautiful places all around the world, they're just a background.
It's about the fact that we CAN be all together sharing a feeling. That below our huge cultural and personal differences there's a common basis.
That somehow we are all the same. That we share a common link.
I don't know, maybe it's just an easy step to go from dancing together to do something more.
"We are all the same [shit]", this sentence is usually said with a negative meaning but there's some duality inside it.
To me... it gives me hope.
Or maybe it's just the beautiful song.
Listening: "Praan" - Where the hell is Matt (2008)
Freitag, 13. März 2009
Wir sind alles nicht so...
The situation:
Tonight, around 2AM, Hauptbahnhof München (Central Station). I'm still a bit drunk, waiting for the S-Bahn that takes me back home.
There I see Tom, the Pub Crawl guide in München. He and the ticket seller, Alexa, wait for the train while they cuddle. Funny, they shouldn't be together working for the same company.
They are completely fucked up, specially him that can barely stand up.
I listen music in my iPod when I see the following scene. Looks funny when you see this listening "This is the life" of Amy McDonald.
A skinny guy, military pants, German flag cup and tatoo on the neck is talking to them.
"And you're singing the songs... ♫"
Suddenly he kicks Tom's leg. He barely notices. That catches my attention and I take one of the earphones out, just to hear the German guy saying bullshit about "Americans coming here... Damn foreigners, bla, bla..." The usual shit.
"...Thinking this is a life... ♫"
Being a bit drunk and really close to the guy, I completely remove my earphones and say
The rest of the conversation, I don't remember it, I was in "Tak mode" (*)
I just remember moving around the guy in circles and replying to his clichés with arguments, or at least trying.
Then a girl shouted
Good argument, thank you.
And then more and more voices.
All of a sudden, the whole station was shouting to the guy things like "Du hast einfach Kake im Kopf" [ You have just shit inside your head ] and arguing about how much was he damaging their image, etc.
The kake-im-kopf guy decided to sit down and shut the fuck up.
Short after that, when I got my train, somebody put his hand on my shoulder and said
The point here is that we all did the right thing, all together. And it all started with just one voice.
Maybe it's just necessary a bit of courage (or being a bit drunk, is the same) or that it happens to somebody you know, but in cases like this, where is so clear that something is really wrong, you should always stand up. If it's the right thing, the rest of the people will follow you.
You should try it. It feels good.
Listening: "This is the life" - Amy McDonald
(*) "Tak mode" is the mode where I do things (most of them stupid) that later I barely remember. Or I remember them as if I didn't do it. Unfortunately, it happens more than I'd like.
Tonight, around 2AM, Hauptbahnhof München (Central Station). I'm still a bit drunk, waiting for the S-Bahn that takes me back home.
There I see Tom, the Pub Crawl guide in München. He and the ticket seller, Alexa, wait for the train while they cuddle. Funny, they shouldn't be together working for the same company.
They are completely fucked up, specially him that can barely stand up.
I listen music in my iPod when I see the following scene. Looks funny when you see this listening "This is the life" of Amy McDonald.
A skinny guy, military pants, German flag cup and tatoo on the neck is talking to them.
"And you're singing the songs... ♫"
Suddenly he kicks Tom's leg. He barely notices. That catches my attention and I take one of the earphones out, just to hear the German guy saying bullshit about "Americans coming here... Damn foreigners, bla, bla..." The usual shit.
"...Thinking this is a life... ♫"
Being a bit drunk and really close to the guy, I completely remove my earphones and say
"Eigentlich, ist das total falsch..." [ Actually, that is totally wrong... ]
The rest of the conversation, I don't remember it, I was in "Tak mode" (*)
I just remember moving around the guy in circles and replying to his clichés with arguments, or at least trying.
Then a girl shouted
"Man, you have in your hand a McDonald's bag. What the fuck are you talking about?!"
Good argument, thank you.
And then more and more voices.
All of a sudden, the whole station was shouting to the guy things like "Du hast einfach Kake im Kopf" [ You have just shit inside your head ] and arguing about how much was he damaging their image, etc.
The kake-im-kopf guy decided to sit down and shut the fuck up.
Short after that, when I got my train, somebody put his hand on my shoulder and said
"Wir sind alles nicht so..." [ We are not all like that... ]
"Ich weiß schon..." [ I know... ]
The point here is that we all did the right thing, all together. And it all started with just one voice.
Maybe it's just necessary a bit of courage (or being a bit drunk, is the same) or that it happens to somebody you know, but in cases like this, where is so clear that something is really wrong, you should always stand up. If it's the right thing, the rest of the people will follow you.
You should try it. It feels good.
Listening: "This is the life" - Amy McDonald
(*) "Tak mode" is the mode where I do things (most of them stupid) that later I barely remember. Or I remember them as if I didn't do it. Unfortunately, it happens more than I'd like.
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