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Via RRE, I found a link to a list of some U.N. Security Council resolutions which are being violated today; there are more than you might think and by more countries than you might think.

(It's also not as though all bad things result in U.N. Security Council resolutions. For one thing, they focus mainly on cases where there is or has been a territorial dispute in which at least one party is an internationally recognized nation-state; for another, they're subject to a tremendous amount of politics.)

More politics: claims about oil pipelines and Realpolitik (which is German for "nihilism"). (Thanks to Aaron for the link.)

I got a couple of nice replies to my question. Everyone agreed that filesystems preserving case made sense, but people seemed to be skeptical that case sensitivity was a good thing. The strongest statement in support of case sensitivity so far is that it provides the flexibility to implement both case-sensitive and case-insensitive systems and software on top, in another layer, whereas case-insensitive filesystems don't provide the flexibility to implement case-sensitivity (in that software will never be able to create a file called "polish" and another file called "Polish").

The deeper controversy, briefly addressed by one correspondent, is probably whether it makes sense for software to expose filesystem case-sensitivity to a user. I may have been making an unstated and possibly unwarranted assumption that the view of a filesystem in an API (for example, in the Unix open(2) system call) is the same view which will appear in a UI. This has traditionally been true in almost all Unix software, but not, for example, on a system like MacOS. It is possible to have a filesystem which is case-sensitive but a UI which conceals that case-sensitivity -- or even does more, e.g. translating UTF-8 in a filename into Unicode glyphs, and vice versa.

I have an attempt at a Martin Gardner bibliography on my web page, and I got a helpful note from Dana Richards, who is compiling a much more authoritative bibliography (and published part of it in Martin Gardner Presents, and correctly concluded that I'd had access to that book in the course of compiling my own bibliography).

I went to Berkeley over the weekend, attended a birthday party, visited the RSF (the student gym) for the first time in many years, and actually worked out there (which was the first time I had gotten a workout in months). I also got a haircut and got to have brunch at Intermezzo (the first time in a year) with Michelle, and to see Sumana.

Speaking of birthdays, happy birthday to Dave Barry's son (October 8).

On Friday I wrote:

I think consumer expectations are subject to a great deal of manipulation and are not clearly related to either fair use or innovation. (Libraries are particularly sensitive to this; what consumers expect to be able to do at home has very little connection to what other groups, like librarians and scholars, want to be able to do in the course of their own work.) However, "consumer expectations" seems to be a very politically powerful concept [...]

There ought to be more on this subject. Consumer expectations is just a tiny piece of the puzzle, but it's starting to get top billing.

Weather permitting, I'll spend much of tomorrow night in line to hear the Eldred argument, and I'll be out in Washington, D.C., for the rest of the week. I've only been to Washington once before, when I was very young. Now I'm going back as an adult man to do real work.

Every now and then I hear about a Hindu religious concept which is used translated "Thou art that". Now, I now extraordinarily little about Hindu theology (and really just a little bit about Jewish theology and Christian theology -- enough, someone might say, to be dangerous). Strangely, the former resident of the attic room in my mother's house in Northampton, whom I don't believe to have been a Hindu, had put a big THOU ART THAT sticker up on the wall of the attic staircase. That room was my room, so almost every day when I lived with my mother I would walk up to my room at night and see THOU ART THAT, which I knew was a Hindu religious concept and of which I didn't (and don't) have much understanding otherwise.

When I was in Berkeley toward the end of September, I happened to walk by a protest and, as I often like to do, I asked for some protest literature. The protestors handed me a single-page flyer. As I was walking away, I started to read it, and I was absolutely horrified by the contents -- verging momentarily on "outraged", but mainly just horrified.

I folded up the flyer and put it in my pocket, and walked another block or two before I thought any more deeply about it. And what I suddenly realized was that, actually, I was that: it would have been very easy for me to have been one those protestors, to believe what they believed and to act as they were acting. Even more, it seemed to me that I had acted exactly as they were acting, and advocated (mutatis mutandis) what they were advocating. I saw a parallel between myself and those horrifying protestors which was so close that there was no reason not to call it an identity.

That's the clearest experience I've ever had of "Thou art that".


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