Over the weekend, I went to see Harold and Maude at
the Red Vic with Biella and some other people. I first saw
Harold and Maude at Biella's
place last year.
I also watched Shaolin Soccer at home with Zack. This
is a comedy about a soccer team which uses super martial arts powers
to beat other teams. We saw it in Chinese with no subtitles, but
it was still pretty easy to understand. :-)
There's a new release of
Knoppix out from
Klaus Knopper. If you have a CD burner and a PC which can boot
CDs, you should try it out (and let me know what you think,
because I don't have those things at home).
Napster sent their VP for policy, Manus Cooney, to a CPTWG meeting
once, around six months ago. The really funny thing was that, after
he'd introduced himself, all the participants refrained from using the
verb "Napsterize", or the noun "Napsterization", ordinarily so common
at CPTWG. (The same thing happened, if I remember correctly, when
Manus joined a BPDG conference call.)
At subsequent meetings, and on subsequent calls, with Manus absent,
people went back to talking about "Napsterization".
Dan
Bricklin reiterates the argument that casts copyright infringement as
malum prohibitum rather than malum in se.
(I've argued
that; it still seems to be the biggest issue which divides
people with regard to copyright.)
Bricklin is also proliferating examples to show that there's some
arbitrariness in the scope of copyright's coverage; it's not a clean
and obvious thing dictated by some simple principle. Actually, it
turns out that it's the
result of political struggle
and negotiation, and without much public scrutiny.
On Monday, I took a trip along the full length of the F Market
historic streetcar line,
to honor Donald Chee, who was responsible for its creation.
I was on
car 1007.
(Take a look at
the whole
fleet.) I boarded at Embarcadero, rode the car out to Fisherman's
Wharf, and then back again all the way down Market into the Castro.
The F Market is a great treasure of San Francisco. It turns out that
it only opened a few years ago, shortly before I moved to the Bay
Area. It's one of those things I imagined had been here forever.
At the end of the line, the car turned and started to follow the
J Church route. I'd heard that the historic streetcars sometimes
run along the J route, although I don't understand exactly how or
when they decide to do it. This was very nice, too, because I got
to see the wonderful view where the J ascends behind Dolores Park
on its way into Noe Valley, and it was very convenient because the
J route runs by 30th and Mission, pretty easy walking distance from
my apartment.
I also drank some lemonade that evening in honor of Mr. Chee.
I got a haircut.
FISA appeals court
Via RRE:
the SF Gate covers the existence of the FISA appeals court. This
is the court which Bamford pointed out is the only court in the United
States which has never heard a case. It will meet for the first time
soon in order to hear its first-ever case. If only the session weren't
secret and if only people other than the U.S. Justice
Department could attend it, it would be very interesting to hear
the oral argument.
But oral argument has got to be really different when you don't have to
argue against anybody. You would think that the FISA law would at least
have appointed some kind of office of advocati diaboli who would
be responsible for arguing against the DOJ. (One obvious choice would
be to permit the Federal Public Defender, say, for the District of
Columbia to come in and argue against the DOJ. Or to allow the Federal
Public Defenders of all districts to form a committee. Or just to
appoint a special counsel responsible for trying to rebut the DOJ's
arguments. But no, it's just the DOJ and the judges. And you'll never
get to hear what the DOJ has to say in its defense.)
As I was eating lunch today, I got up and turned around to go purchase
another anise cookie. My action was an example of
anise-otropy.