the may day project is about collecting glimpses into people’s lives through photographs. whether they be self portraits, landscapes or macros, candid or posed, snapshots or something more creative – we want to see what your day was like saturday may 10th 2003.
I just upgraded FTP servers to Pure FTP.
Looks like it adresses a lot of the security concerns I had with other software. Nice product, if you must run FTP…
Pure-FTPd is a free (GPL), secure, production-quality and standard-conformant FTP server based upon Troll-FTPd. It doesn’t provide useless bells and whistles, but focuses on efficiency and ease of use. It provides simple answers to common needs, plus unique useful features for personal users as well as hosting providers.
Yuka and I took about 800 pictures in Kyoto & Osaka, all of which are now on line in the gallery.
They’re pretty unsorted now, I may do a ‘best of’ gallery soon.
There are lots of pictures of cats, which was mostly Yuka’s doing. (Mine are the fuzzy, dark, ot-of-focus pictures of trite subjects…)
Be sure to click on the ‘slideshow’ link in the gallery.
300 reasons why we love The Simpsons
When I was asked to make this address I wondered what I had to say to you boys who are graduating. And I think I have one thing to say. If you wish to be useful, never take a course that will silence you. Refuse to learn anything that implies collusion, whether it be a clerkship or a curacy, a legal fee or a post in a university. Retain the power of speech no matter what other power you may lose. If you can take this course, and in so far as you take it, you will bless this country. In so far as you depart from this course, you become dampers, mutes, and hooded executioners.
As a practical matter, a mere failure to speak out upon occassions where no statement is asked or expect from you, and when the utterance of an uncalled for suspicion is odious, will often hold you to a concurrence in palpable iniquity. Try to raise a voice that will be heard from here to Albany and watch what comes forward to shut off the sound. It is not a German sergeant, nor a Russian officer of the precinct. It is a note from a friend of your father’s, offering you a place at his office. This is your warning from the secret police. Why, if you any of young gentleman have a mind to make himself heard a mile off, you must make a bonfire of your reputations, and a close enemy of most men who would wish you well.
I have seen ten years of young men who rush out into the world with their messages, and when they find how deaf the world is, they think they must save their strength and wait. They believe that after a while they will be able to get up on some little eminence from which they can make themselves heard. “In a few years,” reasons one of them, “I shall have gained a standing, and then I shall use my powers for good.” Next year comes and with it a strange discovery. The man has lost his horizon of thought, his ambition has evaporated; he has nothing to say. I give you this one rule of conduct. Do what you will, but speak out always. Be shunned, be hated, be ridiculed, be scared, be in doubt, but don’t be gagged. The time of trial is always. Now is the appointed time.
John J. Chapman
Commencement Address to the Graduating Class of Hobart College, 1900
Two nights ago, I was at AOC talking about Jazz with François, who was talking about the difficulty of finding new Jazz acts for the Fuji Rock Festival. I pretty much regarded it a hopeless task, since there hasn’t been any great Jazz in years, let alone in Japan.
François is as passionate about music as he is about good wine and after years and years in the business, he still believes in it, which is inspiring.
For me, I don’t hope to hear anything new in Jazz.
“I want a to feel the same way I do when I hear Blue Train or the sheer happiness of the piano at the beginning of My Baby Just Cares for Me by Nina Simone. You find that and I’ll come to Fuji Rock,” I told him
(Of course I’m a total Old Fart in my music tastes, but that’s the stuff I listen to and like.)
I listen to Nina Simone’s music nearly every day, that song being on a compilation I made last October.
She died yesterday, April 21st, 2003.