The Tyranny Of Groups

Imagine for a while that you’re a gourmet food critic. You enjoy the best of foods, and you require access to it in order to conduct your profession and hone your tastebuds. You have a carefully selected menu delivered to your home each day, and you’re very happy with how well it tastes.

Imagine now that the board of directors in the co-op you live in all of a sudden decide that everyone living there will have to eat the same thing, every day, for as long as you live there. What that meal will be is to be decided by a majority vote, and everyone will be allowed one vote. For each type of meal, statistics about that meal will be provided. Statistics such as how much the meal will cost you, what it tastes like and how it will be delivered.

Now, of course the majority of people will vote for the cheap (or very cheapest) meal. Most people don’t have a trained palate, most people don’t require expensive dinners and most will simply be happy if the meal dimishes their hunger and doesn’t obviously taste of dogshit. This of course leaves people like you in a bit of a bind. You don’t want the cheapest of meals, you want something that tastes good – yet you have no choice in the matter. Whatever the result of the vote, you’ll simply have to adapt or move out. Eat the crappy hamburger and like it, or move out.

This is an analogy for what is happening in my co-op. It’s not the residents dinner which is up for debate, it’s their choice of broadband supplier.

In fact, there isn’t even any vote. It’s already been decided, and I simply have to like it. Whatever “it” turns out to be, since nobody seems to have any information about it other than that it’s going to happen.

You see, when it comes to broadband I’m a gourmand. I want the best and I’m willing to pay for it. Yet this fundamental power of choice has been removed from me. Come the end of the year, I will be forced to change broadband-supplier to one who is admittedly a lot cheaper than my current, but which so far has supplied me with zero specifications. It’s essentially as if someone is forcing you to buy their car, yet refuses to disclose even the most basic information about it.

In my case, the co-op is going to get what’s called a “gruppanslutning”. Roughly translated, a group-connection. These type of things are fairly popular in Sweden, and essentially it’s where a somewhat large group of people get together and solicit a service from a company. The company agrees to a lower price, and in return they get a large influx of customers. The kicker is that these types of deals are always one-size-fits-all. There is no wiggle-room for individual needs.

And this is where the tyranny of groups come in play. The vast majority doesn’t care much about what type of “broadband” they get, as long as it’s dirt-cheap, allows them to check their email and is always on. They don’t have a clue about bandwidth restrictions, throughput or any other type of variable. Yet because the majority don’t care or are too (for lack of a better word) clueless, they will force more knowledgeable people to simply squeeze into the mold. One voice arguing for a slightly more expensive solution will have no footing in a flood of voice saying they want the cheapest and simplest thing available – even when they more knowledgeable voice knows better, and knows that in the long run the cheap bullshit solution will harm the group as a whole.

Group-mentality works great for ants. It does not work quite as great for people, because people will always have different needs and wishes. Disallowing choice simply to save some money is stupid. But that’s how the tyranny of groups work. The dumb majority will always outweigh the intelligent minority.

My co-op is no exception here, unfortunately.

Why? Why? WHY?

Pardon my french, but WHAT THE FUCK is wrong with people? Yesterday some 80+ young people lost their lives because of a deranged madman. What was the purpose of it? Nothing. It was just a pointless act of violence.

The world is filled with violence and it saddens me. Mans inhumanity to man is becoming even more legendary. We happily maim, butcher, destroy and kill each other over more or less trivial or stupid reasons. There are two things high up on the list of stupid reasons why we destroy each other: money and religion. Pretty much any other reason you can find will have roots in either or both of those things.

Religion is the most glaring thing we should’ve ditched long ago. Religion serves no purpose, it never has. Let me spell it out for you: it’s a heritage from something ancient kings invented to control the stupid masses. We don’t need religion, we don’t need some god telling us what to do. I’m tired of religion. I’m tired of religious zealots telling me all kinds of stupid horseshit that I know is wrong, yet expecting me to believe it as if it was real. No, there is no god. No, there is no magic. There is no invisible man in the sky. We don’t need a “god” to tell us what is right or wrong, we know it in our hearts because we’re blessed with this little thing called intelligence. Religion and gods are the product of scared people living in caves and being unable to explain the world around them to themselves. Those people needed theses things to make sense of the world.

We don’t need it. Please, move along. Leave this nonsense behind.

This is just me ventilating. There is no purpose to this post other than me letting off steam. If you’re religious and take offense at what I’m writing, then that’s your damn problem. I’m tired of intolerant people expecting me to be tolerant of them. I’m tired of stupid people expecting me to lower my intelligence to fit their ceiling. From this day on, if you’re an intolerant, ignorant, narrow-minded, bigoted asshole then you will receive one phrase from me: Well, fuck you then.

More than 80 people died yesterday. I shudder when I think about how various fuckwits around scandinavia will try to use this horrible incident to server their selfish, xenophobic, backwards purposes. How they will pervert this awful event into something even more nasty.

I belive in other intelligent species outside of our own earth. I’m convinced we’ve been visited by these creatures, and I’m equally certain that they have observed us in the past. I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised if we’re quietly being observed RIGHT THIS MINUTE by them. Observing us, trying to determine if we’ve evolved even the slightest bit, and if we show even basic civility to others. And I wonder what they think when they see the hundreds of years of torment we cause each other over nonsensical issues we should’ve left behind long ago. I wonder how harshly we’re judged when they see things like the crusades, the spanish inquisition, two world wars, hundreds of tiny wars caused by (in the big picture) completely inane reasons. I wonder what they think about us, when they see a lone person chaotically destroying and killing others of his own kind.

I wish I could say to them, please, don’t judge us too harshly. There’s good inside us too, and that’s where I put my own faith, that’s where I put my own stock. That’s what I believe in. Not in some cold and distant god, but in the goodness within ourselves.

A Possible Event

“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.”

That’s a quote by Arthur C. Clarke, one of the most well-respected scifi-authors in the history of the human existence. And you know what, he’s right. Humans today rarely understand much about the magical items we use every day. Computers, cellphones, LCD-televisions and so forth.

Occasionally I end up in discussions with other people about alien technology. You know, the scifi-type of technology. Flying saucers, mindrays, etc. That’s when I whip out the quote above and remind them that if we would travel back in time just a hundred years, and start explaining cellphones, the internet, satellites, the GPS-system to someone back in 1911 they would probably be convinced we were talking about magical items. The same thing goes for alien technology. If aliens showed up here one day, their technology would be amazing, but it would simply be more advanced than ours.

With this in mind, there’s a hypothetical future event that now and again catches my imagination. It’s been labeled as a “technological singularity” and most people believe it will take place sometime in the early to mid twenty-first century. Which is essentially right around the corner.

The singularity will actually be a number of different things taking place at roughly the same time. The primary event will be the development of machine intelligence that match or exceed our own intelligence. Personally I don’t like the term “artificial intelligence” and prefer to label it as machine intelligence instead, but it’s the same thing. One day we will develop machines that can think for real – not just the crude simulations of thought that we can produce today. Machines that can reason, that can wonder, machines that like us will have the capacity for genuine thought. Other parts of the singularity will be advanced technologies such as nanotechnology, workable quantum physics and biotech so advanced that the line between human and machine start to blur.

The mind has trouble even thinking about these things, and the singularity will so profoundly change our society and ourselves that it will be impossible for us to predict the future beyond that point. We simply don’t have the comprehension for it.

For me personally, the big question is whether we will benefit from the singularity, or if humans will self-destruct through it. Often I worry about our society claiming to be so evolved and civilized, yet we still fight meaningless wars over imagined resources rather than share them equally, and we still insist on being hindered by obsolete institutions such as religion and bureaucracy. I mean, we still insist on using money, and our countries and societies still use the same models of politics and economy that were created hundreds of years ago, only much more refined and detailed – but still as primitive.

For the singularity to work to our benefit, we need to lay aside much of the childish squabbles that humans still cling to. We need to stop worrying about money, remove the concept of money and profit, and instead share resources equally and for the benefit of all. The concept of money limits us, because large corporations who have invested resources in certain things (car-companies depending on oil, for example) will resist any change to that, and for the singularity to benefit we would have to leave all that behind.

Otherwise, it might be our undoing.

I hope that the singularity instead becomes our salvation. A way out from all this noise, all this violence and hate. I hope that we can lay off the yoke of religion, politics and borders to become something better. To use technology to free us and take us into a better future, to make ourselves better. I hope I live to see that day, when machine intelligence rises up as our equal, that day when we can cure any disease and any damage instantly and when we can travel anywhere faster than the speed of thought.

Useless And Redundant Information

About fifteen years ago –when actual connections to the Internet started appearing in peoples homes– some theories were put forth as to the “dangers” of this. One of these theories were the concept of information overload. Back then we used dial-up modems running at quite low speeds compared to broadband now, and the web/internet was a bit more primitive and less hard-edged. Things like Google, Facebook and Wikipedia were at best some distant vague fantasies.

Today all this is a reality, and information overload is becoming a reality. I’m fascinated at the amount of useless and redundant information that is created, both by automatic systems and humans themselves.

For example, all of these goddamn notifications that gets emailed to me whenever something happens somewhere. Someone likes something I put on Facebook, bam – notification through email. More fluff to fill my inbox. Why is this necessary, and why does it have to happen instantly? I always liked email because you DIDN’T have to reply immediately, but this has been perverted now – since email takes virtually no time at all to arrive, people expect you to answer it instantaneously as well. Emails fly back and forth, and everything is bogged down in these useless and redundant emails informing me of how someone did this, something happened, someone did that, someone said this and so on.

GODDAMMIT. I will find this out the next time I visit Facebook or Youtube or whatever. Okay? Until then, could we please stop cluttering up the “information superhighway” (oh god what a hilarious phrase that is now) with this useless information? It does nothing except stress me up.

I’m Not A Cowboy

I read Slashdot every day, and have done for the last decade or so. The other day they had an entry linking to an article about unscrupulous computer repairmen.

While I understand that every business has assholes who will take unfair advantage of their customers, I deeply dislike this type of article. It doesn’t matter if they’re writing about car mechanics, cops or whatever. The articles are sensationalist garbage and unworthy of a serious media outlet. Second, they stigmatize and entire profession and create distrust because of a minority who abuses it.

I’m a serious technician. I do good work, I don’t take advantage of my customers, never have and never will. Even when I do support things for my friends I tend to go above and beyond the call of duty, even when I don’t expect to get paid much (if any) for my time. In my professional capacity I have been employed by companies in the past where the bosses encouraged shady behavior, and I have fought against it because of my belief in proper ethics.

The article is garbage. Additionally, a lot of the anecdotes in it have some minor incongruities. For all we know, the anecdotes told in it might as well be completely fabricated.

Please remember: For every asshole “cowboy” lacking a sense of ethics and willing to take you for a spin, there is at least twenty serious, professional and honest technicians who will treat you fairly, not steal your data and work very hard to give you good value for your money.

Musings From The Airport

Well, here I am again at Arlanda airport. It’s about an hour until boarding commences (assuming the plane is on time) and I have absolutely nothing to do. I did however splurge on a paid Wifi-connection for this hour, even though I maintain the opinion that its utterly barbaric that there’s free Wifi at the tiny Umeå airport but at Arlanda you’re expected to pay. It’s retarded, and limiting access in order to profit even more is distasteful and obsolete.

None the less, I kind of like airports. As Bartleby once mused, in a backwards type fashion airports are actually showcasing humanity at it’s best. Sitting at a window and watching the hubbubb going on outside on the tarmac is interesting for a geek like me. I train myself at trying to recognize the various aircraft-types rolling around out there. For example, a Boeing 737-800 just rolled in for docking, and there’s a turboprop being fueled on the other side of it.

It’s been a good and interesting week. People have been nice to me, I’ve felt more comfortable with the surroundings and slowly I’m relaxing around new people. I’ve had plenty of time to reflect on changes and on the future, and I feel surprisingly happy about what’s coming. Sure, there’s been worries as well, but I’m hoping karma will be nice to me and reward me for the hardships I’ve had to endure.

Well, I think I’m gonna sign off and spend some time getting my worth of paid Wifi while I ponder more thoughts. Cheerio for now.

Personal Issues And Such

I’ve purposefully avoided writing about various personal things here and focused on the nerdy stuff. I’m wondering, should I start writing about my thoughts and life again? Should I try making this blog personal and not just about my computer-interests?

Sometimes I try, but I almost immediately give up. A resounding feeling of “what’s the point of it anyways?”

That’s the feeling I’m fighting. That feeling of futility. Why should I write about personal stuff because who gives two shits about what goes on in my life? Most of the people I keep up to date with get it through the phone, facebok or whatever no matter what I write here.

But at the same time I know it’s good for me. The bolts have almost rusted solid since it’s been ages since my last confession, and I need to start writing again and lubing up the old machinery. Loosen the nuts and bolts, get things going again. Start writing honestly about stuff that makes me happy, stuff that bothers me, stuff in my life.

Only need to find a little energy and a little motivation for it.

You Know You’re A Computer-guy When…

… you do some remodeling in your apartment, clean out some cabinets and end up with this stack of assorted motherboard-boxes that you’ve acquired during the last decade. Especially when you realize this is only a fraction of the ACTUAL amount of boxes you would’ve had if you hadn’t thrown away all the crappy ones.

Why do I keep these boxen? Because they’re sturdy and great for keeping stuff in.

What Kind Of Formal Education?

Yesterday at work we briefly discussed the matter of formal education in our line of business. At times, my place of employment receive teenagers who do a few weeks of internship with us. Often there are questions about what kind of training we carry in our luggage.

Well, most of us don’t have any. None that apply to our line of work anyways. Sure, we all have one or more certifications for various things, but that’s not the same kind of education as you would receive at, say, a university. It’s not formal training in that sense, but rather a way to ensure we’re qualified.

But education? Nope, none. Our boss has a degree in applied electronics, but that was 25 years ago or something and doesn’t really apply to the current computer technology. Apart from that, we’re essentially untrained monkeys. Rather than relying on any kind of education we rely on our wits, our experience, our creativity and our ability to solve problems.

We’re happy amateurs who have a deep interest in computers. We’ve been tinkering around with them, we’ve mastered them under our own conditions and now we fix them, repair them and make sure customers are happy.

In fact, when we talked about it we couldn’t really think of one type of formal education that suited our line of work. Not a single type of education that suited the computer-repairing monkeys. To do this work you need skills in many different fields, and if anyone asks me I feel those skills are acquired through experience and passion, not by sitting in a classroom or doing midterms.

This Is So Backwards

Since back in February I’ve been a user (and customer) of Steam. My general dislike for DRM-infested bullshit aside, I do think it’s quite nice. It’s easy, it’s quick and it’s very painless. Almost dangerously painless. However, today I’m being annoyed by the stupidities and backwards idiocy of the companies who rule the gaming industry.

I pre-ordered Fallout: New Vegas on Steam a long time ago. Today I realized that had I bought it the old-fashioned way (with actual discs and other deprecated forms of distribution) would’ve been playing it today, since it was released on antique media yesterday. On Steam it doesn’t unlock until Friday.

This is so amazingly backwards. Why are we still insisting on shipping around plastic discs when we have the Internet and digital distribution? And why should the people who prefer a more progressive way of buying games be punished and have to wait three days longer – for no apparent reason other than to make us annoyed?

This is the same type of bullshit that makes people pirate music, movies and television shows. This is the same reason why I think Hulu is a big pile of crap, because of it’s regional lockouts. Look, get on the frelling bandwagon already – the Internet is global. It doesn’t care about borders or countries or release dates.

When you release the game, the movie, the album – release it everywhere at the same goddamn time. Don’t do staggered releases unless you have a seriously good excuse to do so. And I know you don’t have that.