Monthly Archives: November 2007

On Copyright…

So, I was thinking a little about the codification of our culture, and the increasingly common licensing agreement I’ve inadvertently ended up agreeing to just by reading any number of blogs, and I realized that I don’t have any licensing statements on the work on the Chuffle.

Why is that? Is it because I don’t care about the stuff I’ve written here? Oh, god no. I love the writing I’ve done. There are times when I go back and read stuff on here and it just baffles me, because I don’t remember being that clever. It is instead, a little thing I like to call mother fucking dignity.

Every other god damned page I read now has some fucking copyright copyleft copypasta creative commons sharealike gnu public license BSD bullshit at the end of EVERY FUCKING POST.

I love turnips

THE WORK ON THIS SITE CANNOT BE LOOKED AT BY REPUBLICANS AND IS IN FACT OWNED BY THE CATS OF THE WORLD TO BE USED AS THEY WISH EXCEPT IF THEY WANT TO USE IT COMMERCIALLY AND THEN IT COMPLIES TO SECTION 34 OF THE TYCHO TREATY R-E-S-P-E-C-T 2007 LCMMMVMMX

That doesn’t add anything to your page, retards. If someone is going to steal your work, they’re not going to stop just because you put two lines of gibberish at the bottom.

Should I probably have some copyright info on my page? Sure. I probably should, but I’m also not going to insult everyone’s intelligence by reminding them EVERY SINGLE POST THEY READ that they ALSO SHOULD NOT STEAL THIS PAGE. AND THIS PAGE. DITTO THAT ONE. YUP. YOU GOT THE IDEA BUDDY.

Updated / Prorated

Updated to WordPress 2.3.1, if you see anything all fucked up let me know. With each release, the upgrade process is less unpleasant, also it now tells me when my plugins are out of date, which gives me a “mad boner”.

This brings me to my next topic. Banning someone from taking pictures of Andy Warhol’s artwork is so perfect. It’s these detail strokes on the codification of our culture that make it so delightful. You see, when Andy Warhol took pictures of stuff, he knew what he was doing, because he was an artist. You guys, though. You guys are the audience. There’s no artists out there, just audience members.

Cue laugh track. Fade to commercial.

I’m really very excited. Soon we’ll have museums that require a NDA to get into, because describing the stuff inside will be considered intellectual property theft (my Apple rule applies here guys, if any galleries out there want to use this idea, just paypal me money).

This all stems, I think, from the same place as patriotism and stock market speculation. There is a belief that someone, somewhere, older or wiser or just closer to the subject, knows SO MUCH better than we do, in fact, we are allowed to turn off our brains and use their opinion as a fact. In this case, the idea is Andy Warhol just knew when copyrights were being infringed with his artwork, and he stopped shy of that. We, on the other hand, couldn’t be trusted to have his magnificent knowledge, and in order to stop us from hurting ourselves, the gallery here has simply, benevolently, totally removed the temptation to sin.

This all adds up to a clean removal of the person from the culture. Culture becomes a thing that you experience, a thing that you might even play-act a role in, but not something you actually create.

Blogging from Linux II

So, I’m testing Drivel, a GTK blogging client. I’ve found a couple more to test and figure out which one works the best for me. They all seem to have Save Draft support, but one big problem I have with Drivel is that it doesn’t seem to have aspell support, and I can’t find what I have to fucking do to get spellcheck going. Update: I had to enable it in the preferences, and again on the View menu. Annoying, but it seems to work well.

Thus far it is the best of the bunch. It didn’t automatically choose the category tag that was first in alphabetical order. None of them have had a “WordPress” option in their settings, and instead I have to specify my blog as Movable Type, and direct it to the xmlrpc.php manually. Very odd. Drivel also has a strangely erotic picture of a probably-too-young-for-me-to-be-thinking-about-erotically girl on the login screen.

The others I’ll be trying are Flock, BloGTK, the Gnome-Blog applet (just tried it, way too bare bones for me), and possibly one of the abandoned projects like jblogwriter. I doubt I have the stomach to play with the KDE-library based QTM.

It’s the little things…

Sometimes, life is good.

Most of the time it’s a frantic belly crawl across hot broken glass to wallow in a puddle of piss. The joke here is that the piss-pool is a reward, because at least wallowing is easy.

But sometimes. Sometimes, life is good.

The car smolders, bits of melty plastic dribbling down onto the pavement. It burned so hot you could walk over and sink a screw driver down into the asphalt like it was made of caramel. I know, because I did. I thought about taking a picture of it, but it’s the feel of the steel sinking down into the road that is so… Well. so good.

The heat waves rising up from the whole wreck rise up and make a wavy oilsmear mess of the moon.

One down, two to go.