I can see this is going to be a VERY strange week: First P.Diddy (see below), now S.Jobs. I feel all funny inside.
Not that I have so much love for P.Diddy, but this grousing by a professional clown has to be the most arrogant rant since….um, when did P.Diddy last pipe up? Anyway, this bozo — literally a bozo — argues that children aren’t really afraid of clowns, that children LOVE clowns, and anyone who claims otherwise is not only clown-bashing but probably just some grown-up that’s… afraid of clowns. No word on how the grownups got that way or at what age, but I think I might be able to guess for you. (For the record — oh, come on, like you even have to ask. Of course I don’t like clowns. Did you confuse me with some other blogger?)
Every so often Mondays redeem themselves. For instance, I was just researching this week’s opening feature and found Martin’s Minutes, a very funny and apparently entirely random personal column from one of the folks associated with Hash, which is a very nifty 3D animation package if you didn’t know already. Isn’t that nice?
An editorial both lively and informative from Hardware Central last week. You can tell it’s really good because I’m able to read it even in my dilapadated and flu-ish condition. If it holds my interest it should certainly hold yours. And did I mention the Microsoft flaming?
As ever, Roger Clarke attended Computers, Freedom + Privacy this spring; as ever he has posted a wonderful recap. I didn’t go this year and am intensely miserable about that. The recap both helps and makes me really, really wish I had.
Ethics folk, read and enjoy: A marvelous paper by Robert Kaplan on Applying The Wisdom Of The Ages To The 21st Century, courtesy of the Foreign Policy Research Institute. Particularly good if you’re a bit short on the underpinnings of (secular) Western moral reasoning. And I’m not a Hobbesean by nature, so you’re looking at a serious compliment here.
Draft-Day Woes: Call me crazy, but don’t Heisman-winning quarterbacks usually get drafted in a reasonably early round — one before, say, late June?! It’s the third and Crouch hasn’t gone yet; at this point I’m starting to think I’ll get the call before he does. This is insane. (Not a football fan? Please disregard previous. Not a Husker? Please disregard paranoid aspect of previous, other than to note we’re all quite aware that the rest of the country is conspiring against us. Again.)